<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:00:08.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>405</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4354384588200669222</id><published>2009-12-05T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:10:29.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sigh, the person's account who did my blogskin's deactivated ): and I'm lazy to find a new skin so, I'll move to xanga I think. Will let y'all know, ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;/edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Moved to http://stephtalks.xanga.com, bye marked-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4354384588200669222?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4354384588200669222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4354384588200669222' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4354384588200669222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4354384588200669222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/12/sigh-persons-account-who-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1694995365302928076</id><published>2009-12-01T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:41:14.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So I watched Twilight today. I think I can finally understand why girls go gaga over Edward Cullen/Robert Pattison. Sorry I know I'm like soooo slow, but yes now I understand. Shall catch New Moon just because, despite all the bad comments I've been hearing about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh and I also caught up quite a bit on Gossip Girl's third season, WOOHOO. It's good it's good, I'm always very happy after watching GG, nice clothes, Chuck &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;and yayyy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1694995365302928076?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1694995365302928076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1694995365302928076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1694995365302928076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1694995365302928076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-watched-twilight-today.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7234438086716029017</id><published>2009-11-30T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:45:28.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Trug was tiringgg, I barely got to touch the ball hahah, but I got to run quite a bit, so yay? I need to get down to serious exercise soon manz. Had dinner with Geri and the boys @ Holland V, then I came home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm bored, really bored, so bored I'm here/on Tumblr more than once a day. OOH I just remembered, I got Gossip Girl Season 3 and Twilight for tomorrow, woohoo. And sigh why must we worry about universities and all now, it's lame. We're only eighteen, we're meant to enjoy life manz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;whispers hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss you quite terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7234438086716029017?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7234438086716029017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7234438086716029017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7234438086716029017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7234438086716029017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/trug-was-tiringgg-i-barely-got-to-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2593129133135492317</id><published>2009-11-30T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:02:36.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I was supposed to wake up early to go running this morning, but fail. Ohwells, there's touch in school later, cannot wait to get out of the houseeee, I'm bored to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Was just thinking, that _ is quite overrated nowadays. My perception's been changed ever since, but I don't know, it's not anything wrong right. Ahh ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmm I'm quite impressed, Akon's actually really nice to listen to, laterz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2593129133135492317?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2593129133135492317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2593129133135492317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2593129133135492317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2593129133135492317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-supposed-to-wake-up-early-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7283317044580651865</id><published>2009-11-29T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:07:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;COOS with Thomasz yesterday, quite an experience I must say, mhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Woke up early on a Sunday morning for the first time in quite a while this morning, to send the guys off, to Pulau Pangkor, for four days? Y'all probably won't see this, but stay safe and take careeee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Blahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ohwells, I'm not alone in this, yknow who you are - I'm really happy for you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;EXERCISETMRWOOHOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7283317044580651865?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7283317044580651865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7283317044580651865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7283317044580651865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7283317044580651865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/coos-with-thomasz-yesterday-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1361885037767504416</id><published>2009-11-26T21:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:47:26.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;400th post tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So prom @ Marriott Hotel happened two nights ago. Quite alrighttt I guess? CHD were sitting with the Indians from pointnine, quite a fun time la, the guys are so entertaining, but the food = so little :/ Oh not to forget the class item, which went quite well thankfully, at least I didn't really go out of tune muchh. Haha I love the spoof songs (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Post-prom @ Supper Club, haha Cher, Beans and I accompanied Bao on her first timee, she's so cute heh. 'twas quite fun overall la, mhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;LOVETHECLASSSS (: Somerset Orchard was awesome shitz, nice little service apartment! Juns was being such a cocoon, I love how the three of us could go on and on about the fat caterpillar theory thingy, hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;After two years of IB, good times, bad times, severe lack of sleep and getting high on Redbull, it's over. No more. As much as I'll miss everyone being together, I'm more than glad it's all over now, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fRbRSAEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ctGQtZD6Ymk/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435324245377090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;most beloved tablemates one could ever ask for, LOVE YOU TWO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; thank you two so much for the presenttt, it was really sweet MUACKZ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6shsnwFqI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tdIkC_fSCDU/s1600/IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6shsnwFqI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tdIkC_fSCDU/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408449897432094370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thomaszzz (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6lZJYtdmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6RZMvKPZSKY/s1600/JOEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6lZJYtdmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6RZMvKPZSKY/s320/JOEY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408442053953418850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6lZJYtdmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6RZMvKPZSKY/s1600/JOEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joeybloeyy, best dressed nomineee &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fR1o0KiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0WiLdDLFJG8/s1600/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fR1o0KiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0WiLdDLFJG8/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435331323406882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fR1o0KiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0WiLdDLFJG8/s1600/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;samsam! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fSdjZbfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/35rx7BqtB30/s1600/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fSdjZbfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/35rx7BqtB30/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435342038101490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fSdjZbfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/35rx7BqtB30/s1600/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joey cher me geri beans, before post-prommm (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Great night, I'm happy it ended on a good note :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1361885037767504416?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1361885037767504416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1361885037767504416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1361885037767504416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1361885037767504416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/400th-post-tonight-so-prom-marriott.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sw6fRbRSAEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ctGQtZD6Ymk/s72-c/IMG_1734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6914921916559770929</id><published>2009-11-23T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:54:37.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;One more day to prom. Not as excited as I was back in 2007, for SN Prom, I don't know why though, ohwells. Hopefully everyone gets quite hyped up for it tomorrow, and I'm praying real hard for our item to go smoothly with no glitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmm I was just looking at SN's Masquerade's pictures on Facebook, and I realised how foreign everyone seems now, okay maybe cos this batch is like two years our junior, I can't believe they're graduating already haha. Ahhh and I won't be going back for Sports Day, sorry friends :/ Ohwellz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I've become such a sloth over the past few days. It's amazing how much I can sleep haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Shows/Movies to watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-The Ugly Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Step Up 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Dance Flick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Music and Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-Glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Woohooo. potatocouchtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6914921916559770929?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6914921916559770929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6914921916559770929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6914921916559770929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6914921916559770929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-day-to-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-975192843917423637</id><published>2009-11-21T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:32:55.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOMZ.&lt;/b&gt; Hahahaha last night was so much fun (: lame stuffs along the way, but ohwells, didn't really matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thankew cher, thomasz, chin and all for an awesome time, another time soon please, heh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-975192843917423637?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/975192843917423637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=975192843917423637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/975192843917423637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/975192843917423637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/boomz.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2362241459671029658</id><published>2009-11-20T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:19:30.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;AS OF YESTERDAY, I'M OFFICIALLY FREE OF THE IB. Felt real good after the paper though it wasn't ohsofantastic, but it was okay I guess. Ahh who cares, I'm DONE. DONE. DONEEEEE. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I woke up at 1322, after about thirteen hours of sleep last night. It's been a while, woohoo, really damn awesomezzz (: NO MORE IB MANZ, BEAT THAT. Really soooo glad that I survived this shit, along with everyone else, woohoo (: oh oh, and my application for the teaching internship next year got accepted, so yayyyy (: Was kinda hoping to go back to SN, but nevermind, I'm still glad, nine weeks of work, let's go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;BTT on the 8th hahahaha I just got reminded of sth which happened on Wednesday, YONGS YKNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT HAHAHA. That was rather hilarious I must admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't stop, make it pop,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DJ, blow the speakers up,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tonight (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2362241459671029658?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2362241459671029658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2362241459671029658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2362241459671029658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2362241459671029658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-of-yesterday-im-officially-free-of.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4140517561304142330</id><published>2009-11-18T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:48:52.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;THIS IS TORTURE. (almost) EVERYONE IS DONE WITH THE IB. WHY COULDN'T MUSIC BE DONE TODAYYYY. Bleah, plus I haven't really revised shitz today, shall start after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Watched 2012 with mummy and siblings just now, thought-evoking much. I know it's not meant to make us worried or anything, but omg. Imagine that happening hahaha okay fine it's just a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;TWELVE MORE HOURS TO FREAKING FREEDOM. Sigh. cannotwaitcannotwaitcannotwaitcannotwait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4140517561304142330?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4140517561304142330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4140517561304142330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4140517561304142330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4140517561304142330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3781392905409028417</id><published>2009-11-16T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:57:36.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm currently very obsessed with these coolio shitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SwBIU7u3pNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xWNNeqetjqA/s320/tenorion.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404399077313455314" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Tenori-On. Nice tool to use to make music omg, ahhhhh, really awesome. It costs $1200 though, hahaha ohwells. IMAGINE OWNING ONE, WIN ALREADY, just make music, try to somehow sell the music, no need to go uni ah. oh god wantttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;CHEAPER ALTERNATIVE. Meet the PINK Kaossilator my dear friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SwBOhkvpneI/AAAAAAAAAds/ixZewSY7cao/s320/pink.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404405891550780898" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This one costs 250bucks I think. Less cool, cos of absence of coolio graphics, butttt. This shall suffice if I can get my hands on one. Seriously, the inventors = geniuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyway, mummy got me three pairs of shoes and a new watch, so happyhappy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;THREE MORE DAYS TO THE MUCH-AWAITED ENDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3781392905409028417?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3781392905409028417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3781392905409028417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3781392905409028417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3781392905409028417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-currently-very-obsessed-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SwBIU7u3pNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xWNNeqetjqA/s72-c/tenorion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6283863965588459145</id><published>2009-11-14T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:07:14.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;FIVE MORE DAYS TO GOOOOOO. Urgh, i is rather lazy to start studying properly for moozik. But ohwells, I promised to start, so I will finish at least two huge categories by tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Paranormal Activity. 96 minutes of scaryshitz. Reminds me of Cloverfield, except that Paranormal Activity is actually worth the scare. Haha and I had some strangely-warped dream, rather sick ohwells. Shouldn't have slept so much hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;OH OH AND I GOT MY PROM DRESS, which I'm praying reallyreally hard that no one has the same oneeee. Gonna go shop for shoes laterz. Yayness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;bleah. feelsoconstipated.IWANNAPLAYBUTNOPE, there'sstillmathpaper3ANDMUSIC. GO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6283863965588459145?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6283863965588459145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6283863965588459145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6283863965588459145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6283863965588459145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/five-more-days-to-goooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6076829760012641741</id><published>2009-11-09T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:07:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Chem papers were quite good, I really hope it's a 7. Math Papers 1 and 2 were blah, I'm praying so hard for a manageable Paper 3. And YAY for Econs (: Hopefully English and Music will be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sianz, all I can think of right now, is play and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;10 more to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;11 more to WOOHOO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I wanna/need to go shopping, cannot wait sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hope A's and IB exams have been going well for everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6076829760012641741?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6076829760012641741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6076829760012641741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6076829760012641741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6076829760012641741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3158934609537993697</id><published>2009-11-02T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:22:29.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH NATE AND HONGYI (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ehmagawd, ONE MORE FREAKING DAY TO FREAKING IB. Urgh, shall save you people from the usual ahh-I-should-have-studied-more/earlier rambling, but sigh, I'm rather worried/scared/anxious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So something small happened on Friday and it got me thinking about how I've been treating certain people, perhaps it's time to strike people off the list of "bestfriends"? Hmm, nahhh I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyway, I really can't wait for this whole thing to be doneeee, I wanna playplayplay, it's been too long, these past few weeks have been mad. Haha and I haven't even been that hardcore a mugger, sigh. Was really going mad yesterday, but I like how OCD-ing over an iPod could calm me down hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ohwells, &lt;b&gt;ALL THE BEST TO EVERYONE FOR EXAMS&lt;/b&gt;! IB, A's, whatever, GO OWN THE EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3158934609537993697?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3158934609537993697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3158934609537993697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3158934609537993697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3158934609537993697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-belated-18th-nate-and-hongyi.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5294694667028780771</id><published>2009-10-27T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:24:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;f la. Urgh, unpleasant memories much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyway, random thought, but it's rather funny how when I listen to Mariah Carey's Obsessed now, all I see is the drunk lady who danced by herself on the dancefloor that night hahahah. And today I experienced it firsthand and I conclude, it's rather impossible to study with Jas, heh no offence dude, peaceee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Almost there, but not yet, sigh. GO EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5294694667028780771?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5294694667028780771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5294694667028780771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5294694667028780771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5294694667028780771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/f-la.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-64471834067702289</id><published>2009-10-24T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:59:19.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONWEI (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I got a new wallet yesterday woohoo! Love the colour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; donch like the zip, ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Trying to fix the body clock is so annoying and gross, urgh, NINE MORE FREAKING DAYS OMG AHHHHHHHHHHH. And 25 to the end. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;back to the books, iandorton calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-64471834067702289?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/64471834067702289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=64471834067702289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/64471834067702289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/64471834067702289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-honwei-i-got-new-wallet.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8067289707142785293</id><published>2009-10-21T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:41:08.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've been having the same old recurring dream of my teeth falling out on their own, really quite freaky, so I decided to look it up on the net. And from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dream-interpretation.us/teeth-falling-dream.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, they tell me that it could be due to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Anxiety about how you look&lt;br /&gt;2. Anxiety about how others think you look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. You may be having the fear of being made a fool of in a particular situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sometimes teeth falling dreams also signifies that you are insecure about your finances.&lt;br /&gt;8. Fear of being lonely or deserted.&lt;br /&gt;10. Spiritually, a falling teeth dream represents that you are deviated from the word of God and are concentrating more on following someone else other than Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hmm ohwellz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna limit myself to just half an hour of internet every night now, just for emails and tumblr. Maybe a hiatus for blogging, but see how first. Oh and I figured I shall do uni apps after IB exams. yayness. ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8067289707142785293?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8067289707142785293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8067289707142785293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8067289707142785293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8067289707142785293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been-having-same-old-recurring_9117.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6164708310356635883</id><published>2009-10-21T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:31:19.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;sianzoidz. I'm tryna fill up NYU applications, and I just realised how freaking last minute I am, I'm gonna miss the financial aid deadline ahh. Sigh, what's new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I need to stop letting others affect what I feel about myself. Inadequate much. Plus so many thousand thoughts running through my mind, it's really draining and I don't even know what I'm actually thinking about, it's retarded. REEETARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh btw, (500) Days Of Summer's soundtrack is really pretty damn awesome, like DA BOOMZ, everyone should take a listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4swZTfMdNaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4swZTfMdNaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6164708310356635883?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6164708310356635883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6164708310356635883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6164708310356635883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6164708310356635883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/sianzoidz.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6762902821632589998</id><published>2009-10-20T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:48:20.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Activeness of mind &gt; Activeness of body. Ahhh this has gotta stop, really. No more. I'm not gonna go to sleep immediately after I do work, imma let my mind calm down first. Because, sleep paralysis, or whatever it actually is, is really. freaking. scary, urgh. How does such a thing even exist. PFFT :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyway, little snippet of the conversation overheard while studying at Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Skinnyboy: So, what are the sources of carbon dioxide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Girlwhodideverythingbutstudysinceshearrived: Oh, it causes acid rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-_- fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6762902821632589998?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6762902821632589998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6762902821632589998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6762902821632589998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6762902821632589998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/activeness-of-mind-activeness-of-body.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6150187382386461674</id><published>2009-10-17T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:30:18.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/StncHzs-kJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FQO2k5-0LwQ/s1600-h/(500).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/StncHzs-kJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FQO2k5-0LwQ/s320/(500).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584055448932498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;(500) was good and thought-provoking, I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Today was quite productive I think, save for that 40minutes nap which became 150minutes hahaha. Ahh ohwells, owl, nocturnal much, ah blah. I've been listening to random songs from long agoooo, really fun. WHOA WE'RE GOING TO IBIZA. hahaha woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;17 to start, 33 to end. cannotwaitsiaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6150187382386461674?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6150187382386461674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6150187382386461674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6150187382386461674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6150187382386461674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/500-was-good-and-thought-provoking-i.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/StncHzs-kJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FQO2k5-0LwQ/s72-c/(500).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-9165010505104489831</id><published>2009-10-16T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:13:05.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So school has ended, didn't really hit us till we were clearing our stuffs and leaving the classroom, then the OMGITSTHELASTDAYOFSCHOOL feeling just boomz into our faces. Ohwells. The farewell speech was rather touching, though it's been repeated over the years, still means quite a bit I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The ultimate moment of the last day was when Cher Juns and I were on our way to the squash court toilets to shower, we were lazy and decided to take the lift. Constantly jabbing at the buttons to hear the beeeep sound, we were just talking in the lift then we realised that. the. lift. was. not. moving. HAHAH what champions really. So yea, we were stuck in the lift for maybe 20-30 seconds? Then as we sat down, it started moving so yayyy, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Past few days have been, intense. I'm seriously becoming an owl, my body clock's all screwed up. And I had some shitassweird experience last night. Heart-pumping, bed-rocking, light-flashing, then immobility, AND light-flashing and immobility again. Really quite scary, I'm hoping it was my imagination. But I was conscious, ohwells whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;fingersandtoes:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ggxx really, everyone's getting so stressed out it's no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;hang in there everybody, I do believe we can somehow make this miracle work, it somehow always works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;stargaze. one twinkle, two twinkle, gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-9165010505104489831?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/9165010505104489831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=9165010505104489831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9165010505104489831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9165010505104489831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-school-has-ended-didnt-really-hit-us.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-922687817489813930</id><published>2009-10-12T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:15:05.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Lessons again today, took a while to get back to the old Week A routine, felt quite odd. But anyway, I can't believe it, last day of school tomorrow. Not as if there's not gonna be any extra remedials and lessons, but yknow, it's not gonna be proper school anymore after tomorrow, for the year sixes at least. Ahhh I would post an emonemo entry on how time had flown past insanely fast this past one year plus, how things have changed SO much it's quite scary, and how I would very much like time to stop for now, but nope, what most randomly popped into my mind while I was dozing off in piano lesson just now was, I suddenly missed my grandma in Ipoh, and I had this sudden urge to just go there right now, and disappear for the next three weeks or so, and come back in time for IB, fully rejuvenated and all set to own the shitz out of all the papers, including Music. I just realised how we are really so blessed to have such dedicated teachers who are willing to sacrifice so much of their time, just so we can clarify our doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ignorance is bliss, ignorance is bliss, really, I cannot emphasize that enough, ever. It's just so true yknow. I wish we were alllll still young and innocent, really I do. And, I really hate to be as judgemental as I am now, sigh. And I really cannot believe how anyone can think the world revolves around him and behaving as though everyone should just go by his ways, just because. Grow up please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;TIRE ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-922687817489813930?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/922687817489813930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=922687817489813930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/922687817489813930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/922687817489813930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/lessons-again-today-took-while-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-201083033638675951</id><published>2009-10-10T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:53:16.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPYBURFDAY PRIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;oh and Happy Birthday Vernon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Happy Belated Tildaaa &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So we got back results yesterday. I thought it was alright la, was quite surprised by English and Econs, and not-so-pleasantly surprised by Math and Chem. Ohwells, small improvement overall, need to work much harder in this three weeks and OWN THE SHIT OUT OF IB. Sigh, I really need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Today was productive, in the afternoon, I actually did Math. Other than that, I've been looking at uni apps which is really so damn sian I really don't know why we have to do them like nowww. PFFT. So many music courses are performance-based, it's impossible omg ahhhhhh. Why am I so restricted to music, oh wait, cos my Chem and Math suckz. Sigh :/ URGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;But on a brighter note, I got new earphones woohoo! (: ahh hunger, I swear there's sth wrong with me, I get hungry so often it's mad, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-201083033638675951?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/201083033638675951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=201083033638675951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/201083033638675951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/201083033638675951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/happyburfday-pris.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4467669540293895265</id><published>2009-10-09T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:38:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Ss4tGldyrtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ljDQNhWVD_o/s1600-h/growup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Ss4tGldyrtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ljDQNhWVD_o/s400/growup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390295395168595666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Ss4tGldyrtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ljDQNhWVD_o/s1600-h/growup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Results in the morning, I can't bear to think about it. I need to think up more career options, otherwise, like Keynes said, in the long run, I'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;41 more days to the much-awaited end. Just as Yongs had been saying, it's so near yet so far, seems as though there's still a lot of time, yet not enough. Duality, Siddhartha much, pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;IB's driving us mad mad mad. Speaking of which, I need to get my BTT test date soon, no time to go downz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh and my favourite earphones died on me yesterday, I was/am very sad. I hope I can find awesomer ones tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4467669540293895265?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4467669540293895265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4467669540293895265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4467669540293895265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4467669540293895265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/results-in-morning-i-cant-bear-to-think.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Ss4tGldyrtI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ljDQNhWVD_o/s72-c/growup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3341123033808824815</id><published>2009-10-07T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:54:24.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Why's the idea of a gap year so hard to accept, pfft. I really have no idea what to do with my life. As if I haven't enough to worry about, sigh, I really don't wanna have to think of uni apps now ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Stay awake, stay awake, survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3341123033808824815?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3341123033808824815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3341123033808824815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3341123033808824815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3341123033808824815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/whys-idea-of-gap-year-so-hard-to-accept.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2857718776169404297</id><published>2009-10-05T02:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:30:33.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY NANA! MWAHHH, I LOVE YOU &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Good to know I'm crashing, don't know how it happened but I know it feels, so damn good, say if I could go back and make it happen faster, don't you know I would, baby if I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Expectations = Disappointment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;so no expectations = no disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Too many disappointments lately, cannot tank, why must things always be like that. PFFT BRAIN/MIND SURGERY PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Papers review + results this entire week, ahh :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;45 more days to freedom, 45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2857718776169404297?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2857718776169404297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2857718776169404297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2857718776169404297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2857718776169404297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-19th-birthday-nana-good-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6337997864450059502</id><published>2009-10-02T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:06:41.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So it have been quite a hectic/packed four days and my parents are not too pleased but ohwells, no more playing, it's time for hardcore mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wednesday was so busyyyy, woke up early to accompany mummy to the hospital for her radiofrequency thingy, and came back when she went in cos I couldn't stay with her, looked after my brother at home cos he didn't go to school, then went back to the hospital to accompany mummy home. Had to wait at the pharmacy for sooo long to collect the medicine, the only time I got to rest was on the cab back home. Then night was quite funnn (: great company, I like (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thursday was tuition and trug BBQ @ Joey's! The BBQ was much funnn, so glad to reunite with everyone again after so long! And it was really sweet of everyone to get the cake for Ariel and I, thank you all! (: Really quite fun to see everyone work together to get things cooked and all, thank you all for an awesome timez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yesterday was studying @ Venezia, which I think was barely productive cos I was so lethargiccc. Went to watch Funny People after that, haha my first M18 movie, what a guyish movie but hahahah quite funny la I guess, Adam Sandler!! And Eric Bana, with this Aussie accent hahaha. keeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Music lesson today, so early on a Saturday morning omg. Anyway, I think, I need to think of a new career option, music not quite working out for me sigh. I NEED MY O LEVELS MEP POWERS BACK. Whywhywhy so lousy pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;papa papa paparazzi i'm your biggest fan i'll follow you until you love me and the judge and the jury they all put the blame on me they wouldn't go for my story they wouldn't set me free together forever and ever to part together forever we two never gonna make you cry never gonna say goodbye never gonna tell a lie and hurt you say the heart's all over the world tonight when you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice if you see us on the floor you'll be watching all night i wanna take you away let's escape into the music dj let it play i just cant refuse it like the way you do this keep on rocking to it please don't stop the music somebody call 911 shawty fire burning on the dancefloor when i grow up be on tv people know me be on magazines tonight's the night let's live it up i got my money let's spend it up go out and smash it like omg jump off that sofa let's get get off cos you're hot and you're cold you're yes then you're no you're in and you're out you're up and you're down it's like insomnia ah ah ahhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6337997864450059502?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6337997864450059502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6337997864450059502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6337997864450059502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6337997864450059502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-it-have-been-quite-hecticpacked-four.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3563034059763882949</id><published>2009-09-29T13:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:39:36.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;F1 on Sunday! Not that I got tickets to watch the night race in the spectator stands but from where we were, on the stairs and by the roadside, I think we got a pretty good view! And we got quite close to the race track, the noise was ehmagawd insane, but woohoo, quite fun la I think (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So yesterday was the end of Prelims, I thought Math Paper 3 was rather alright la, one of the better papers I guess. Headed down to Dhoby Ghaut with some friends and watched The Time Traveler's Wife, quite a nice movie I must say, but I've somehow become so unfeeling I don't even cry at movies anymoree :/ Ohwells. Then we went to play pool after that and I swear, yesterday just wasn't my day to play pool, the ball was SO close to the hole, but nope, it doesn't wanna go in. That happened so many times it's unbelievable, hahaha ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Pfft urgh sigh, it's like, I've reached this point when I'm just so tired of everything and myself, I really don't wanna think about anything, yet at the same time, I'm starting to overthink about a lot of other things I know I shouldn't worry about now. I know I'm not making sense, at all, but why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm just waiting for tomorrow to come now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3563034059763882949?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3563034059763882949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3563034059763882949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3563034059763882949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3563034059763882949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/f1-on-sunday-not-that-i-got-tickets-to.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2119468716881182901</id><published>2009-09-26T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:16:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Last night must have been one of the most awesomest nights ever! Birthday dinner @ Amalfi with Cher, Juns, Joey, Sam, Ryan, Rebe, Grace, Siyi was really fun! All the funny talk about the most randomest things ever, it was nice to just catch up with everyone after so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The ultimate was when we randomly decided to take the GMax which was near the restaurant. It was quite funny how I've thinking about it, but like, I didn't expect to really take the ride? So Joey, Ryan and I bought tickets in the end, and there was no more backing out. Hahaha but it was really some insane madness shiok fun, I was screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming. The view of Clarke Quay from up there was really pretty, I was closing my eyes for the first part but I later decided to open them cos the view really blew my mind away!! Thanks everybody, for the dinner, drink and the birthday song (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;More thank you's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you Danson, Jacq, Honwei, Mindy, Rachel, Aries, Kev, Jim, Ben, Chuang, Amirul, Adwyn, Valencia, Yongs, Noon, Timmy, Nic (badminton), Aravind, Thong, Victor, Navjeev, Doug, Ronald, Shoban, Jianing, Jerrold, Ian Cheong, Wanleng, Reubs, Ginny, Vikram, YueChin, Astro, Hyung, Ann, Stevanus, Tony, Rajesh, Pei-Yi, Kun, Chuanxi, Cheryl (Woong), Chin, Edward, Ian, Peiting, Gabe, Zhuo'er, Abra, Hongliang, Yappie, AJ, Geri, Amirul (again haha), Henry, Su-ann, Tanaan, Cheryl Tang, Jas, Guwei, Peng, Xuankai, Leon, Fraser, Abby (LUBDUBZ), Hadi, Mons, Charlotte, Eeming, Yao, Tony (again!), Laypeng, MarcusTay, NANA (thanks for calling from Melb!), Cheryl (Heng), Chenming, Gerald Koh, Chew, Arnold, Minh, Chuanxi (again!), Nana for the video!!! and Krupa for all the birthday wishes! (: (: (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DHp3Q90I/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKoFathw6TM/s1600-h/amalfi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DHp3Q90I/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKoFathw6TM/s320/amalfi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385816003157489474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr3EiJgXfhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Brdc7BBwLGY/s1600-h/amalfi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amalfiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DH3vzaoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/8UaTxAz89vk/s1600-h/first+drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DH3vzaoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/8UaTxAz89vk/s320/first+drink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385816006884289154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;turning-eighteen drink, haha (: thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DIROb9vI/AAAAAAAAAcE/03GornuX3Rs/s1600-h/thomasz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DIROb9vI/AAAAAAAAAcE/03GornuX3Rs/s320/thomasz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385816013723662066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thomaszzz (: thank youuuu for the presents and everythingggg (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DIzdp9JI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TDRTuAF4Pfs/s1600-h/chd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DIzdp9JI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TDRTuAF4Pfs/s320/chd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385816022914299026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;CHD!!! thanks for putting up with my lameshitassnonsense, especially during math class, school wouldn't be as bearable without you two lovelies. LUBCHUUU &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DJaQLESI/AAAAAAAAAcU/QTNxCAFXz0w/s1600-h/joey%26CHD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DJaQLESI/AAAAAAAAAcU/QTNxCAFXz0w/s320/joey%26CHD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385816033326731554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;CHD and Joeyblowey (: chutingggg thank you for listening to my stuffs, and giving advice and just being there &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5J5GaBqvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SvcGJVN3nTk/s1600-h/rebegracesiyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5J5GaBqvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SvcGJVN3nTk/s320/rebegracesiyi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385823449702836978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Rebe, Grace and Siyi!! Thanks for taking time out girls (: haven't seen y'all for quite longg, hang out again soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5IsqIrQPI/AAAAAAAAAck/mZ_rx9srNJk/s1600-h/gmax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5IsqIrQPI/AAAAAAAAAck/mZ_rx9srNJk/s320/gmax.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385822136443814130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;waiting for gmaxxx and a bit of freaking out before our turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5ItXrTfGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eSdNgfiMS3c/s1600-h/gmaxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5ItXrTfGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eSdNgfiMS3c/s320/gmaxx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385822148668652642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;GMAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr2_L2JuyhI/AAAAAAAAAak/nUt2y2KBYK0/s400/sam1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385670939640777234" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;SAMSAM, thank you for being the most awesomest rantpart (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I had a great time, thank you all once again, for an unforgettable night (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr27E12fw7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/OV9Q-y5GmXg/s1600-h/gmax.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2119468716881182901?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2119468716881182901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2119468716881182901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2119468716881182901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2119468716881182901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-night-must-have-been-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sr5DHp3Q90I/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKoFathw6TM/s72-c/amalfi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6911297461605704471</id><published>2009-09-24T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:03:26.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I cannot believe myself. I went to nap at 1140 last night, and was supposed to wake up at 1220, to continue mugging for Econs DRQ today. But nope, I woke up at 1220, decided to go back to sleep. And when I woke up feeling so rested, like WOOHOO LET'S GET BACK TO THE BOOKS NOW AND OWN THIS PAPER, OH SHIT IT'S 0530 ALREADY. Hahahah sigh, I know right, ohwells. I think the paper was okay la, could've been much better if I didn't fall asleep like, two/three times during the paper. Ohwells. ONE MORE PAPER LEFT, YAYNESS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow night heehee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6911297461605704471?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6911297461605704471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6911297461605704471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6911297461605704471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6911297461605704471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cannot-believe-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5722015692636646124</id><published>2009-09-23T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:13:29.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Music was aight, Math Paper 2 was bleah beyond description. Ohwells, I'm left with Econs DRQ tomorrow, and Math Options on Monday and Prelims is DONE. I reallyreallyreally can't wait for it to be overrr, though I'm totally not looking forward to results, considering how badly I've done for the papers so far, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Quote of The Day: "Eh I wanna GO, let's PEE!" What a champion swop of words Amirul, hahahaha we all just died laughing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;fridayfridaysaturdaysaturdaywednesdaywednesday, come NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5722015692636646124?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5722015692636646124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5722015692636646124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5722015692636646124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5722015692636646124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-was-aight-math-paper-2-was-bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2902226959287470098</id><published>2009-09-21T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:46:36.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Chem Options and Music tomorrow, ahhhh, I hope I can actually finish the music paper. I always have terrible time management in exams, oh wait, not only in exams. Ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh yea, last min decision to take October SATS to get results in time for uni applications. This whole uni applications thing, I'm starting to lose hope. I don't know, seems so far now, the whole idea about going overseas and actually studying there for a few years on my own. Everyone's flying overseas to further their studies and all, ahh, don't even know if I'd be able to do something I want. Cos right now, it all seems so one-tracked. Music therapy. Nothing else. I'm not even looking at other options, urgh. Die la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ohwells, weekend come soon pretty pleaseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;note to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- finish mi within one week after prelims end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- stop biting nails when studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;note to you: histamins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;/edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;turns out that October SATS can only be taken in the States. it's overrr. ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2902226959287470098?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2902226959287470098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2902226959287470098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2902226959287470098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2902226959287470098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/chem-options-and-music-tomorrow-ahhhh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5277597023877395155</id><published>2009-09-20T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:29:00.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAPPY 20/09/2009 TO EVERYONE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;oh oh, and&lt;/span&gt; Happy Hari Raya Puasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ahh I've been slothing my whole day away, I started organic chem at around one and I'm still at electrophilic substitution, fail, ohwells. Thank God for the holiday tomorrow, if not I'd be more GG than I already am, not to forget, I haven't really started studying for music. I kinda need to get at least a 6 this time round :/ Stress much. Sigh, I just want Prelims to be OVER. Can't wait to play play play. But of course, it won't be long before we have to start studying again, for The IB. Haiya I really damn sian, I think the majority of my posts since last year is on school and work, sighsigh sad life. Ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and, i really wished i knew the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5277597023877395155?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5277597023877395155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5277597023877395155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5277597023877395155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5277597023877395155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-20092009-to-everyone-oh-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5419375471443768287</id><published>2009-09-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:06:26.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So I went shopping with my mum today, and I must say it was one of those rare productive trips, I like (: Made quite a bit of purchases so yayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;IWIWWBAW, IWIWBAC, IWICADSTH, STMYFB, STMESAA. ISTTTIMHBTCOAT, TIHNIIIEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;8 to end of Prelims,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;10 to fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;44 to start of IB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;61 to end of IB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I want time to fly past real quickly, but then again, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5419375471443768287?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5419375471443768287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5419375471443768287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5419375471443768287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5419375471443768287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-went-shopping-with-my-mum-today.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4948061010820175945</id><published>2009-09-18T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T02:35:58.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So Math Paper 1 was f-ed. I never gave up at a paper like how I did for this one before :/ I napped for fifteen minutes in between and truly gave up when there was twenty minutes left and probably 40-50 of 120 marks undone, but whatever, die la. Thank God for Paper 2 and 3, I shall mug hard for these two over the long weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Only consolation for the entire prelims so far: English Paper 2. Surprisingly. I really pray and hope it's good enough for a 5 at least. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Why must Prelims be so freaking hard :/ Everyone's so freaking stressed out by exams and it's made me so angstybangsty, it's not funny anymore ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Haha it's funny how in the midst of studying, we can talk about future career prospects, to talking about begging HAHA, to that funny basker in town, to squishing and whacking mascots, to Teletubbies to the joke funeral to dolls to Gremlins to Furbies hahaha. I like laughing our asses off till our stomachs hurt, I like the random parts of the day when we take a break from what's been draining us off so bad, and just enjoying these little happy moments. It's what keeps me going, I need these moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'd be FREAKING happy when IB exams are over, I don't think I'd be able to describe it correctly ever. But well, we'll talk about that when IB's over la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4948061010820175945?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4948061010820175945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4948061010820175945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4948061010820175945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4948061010820175945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-math-paper-1-was-f-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8687786000894528721</id><published>2009-09-15T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:18:31.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Nope, no yay, just boohoo pfft urgh sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;SIJWTWSICADTHRTS, OJTMTSB, BN, TINICDRN. IFSFHIDEKWTDA, TIST, DGWDID?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I just need tomorrow's English Paper 2 to be alright. As for Math, sigh. fmlttm. Right now, I'm just looking forward to after the papers tmr. I need/want sleep ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8687786000894528721?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8687786000894528721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8687786000894528721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8687786000894528721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8687786000894528721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/nope-no-yay-just-boohoo-pfft-urgh-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1437989366583853530</id><published>2009-09-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:50:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;English Paper 1 was bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Econs Paper 1 was sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Ahhh. I need tomorrow's Chem Paper 1 and 2 to be YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;After Prelims, it shall be play work work/play work work work then no more work (FINAL SUBMISSION OF MI). Yes urgh, I conveniently forgot alll about my other music ia, seems as though it's never-ending. ohwellsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;dress shoes bag t-shirts I just realised I haven't bought new tees in a longgg time, ahh I wanna shop so bad so bad. Maybe, I'll drag my mum to go shopping this weekend, heh. Oh, and the IB exams timetable suckz, one whole week of break in between. Plus, Music ends on 19th November, one day after most people, siannn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1437989366583853530?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1437989366583853530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1437989366583853530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1437989366583853530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1437989366583853530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/english-paper-1-was-bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4344791965574938378</id><published>2009-09-12T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:03:59.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We're going into the weekend really quickly :/ I still need to cover so much more stuff, I really hope whatever I do is enough for Prelims, ahh. And getting all the random emails to ask for uni applications from different schools doesn't really help :/ I scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today I got my first mini Labyrinth, quite fun quite fun! and I named it Laura (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4344791965574938378?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4344791965574938378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4344791965574938378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4344791965574938378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4344791965574938378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-going-into-weekend-really-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2013288606898382806</id><published>2009-09-11T03:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:34:11.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;It's now 3.20 in the morning on the Friday of our Sept hols. Oh, of 11 Sep! Whoa, it's been really long, 8 years already!! But anyway, as I was saying, I have barely done Math and like, it's on Wednesday together with English Paper 2. Chem can be done, I think. But Econs is not done yet, it's on Monday! AHHH WHY SO LITTLE TIME ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Impossible pfft hmph sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I suddenly have this urge to splurge, yes I do, urgh. I need to make that trip to The Body Shop, really, cannot let the discounts go to waste hahah okay yes I know my auntie qualities showing. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall somehow be done. GO EVERYBARDEE (: we'll all do fab for Prelims!!&lt;/font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2013288606898382806?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2013288606898382806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2013288606898382806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2013288606898382806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2013288606898382806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-now-3.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4615018568627572653</id><published>2009-09-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:52:03.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;AHH I need to get the studying momentum. Even with music out of the way, studying was hardly productive today :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher S, Juns D, Steph G. heeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure, and I like insightful conversations. Many thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studystudystardee *D&lt;/font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4615018568627572653?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4615018568627572653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4615018568627572653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4615018568627572653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4615018568627572653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/ahh-i-need-to-get-studying-momentum.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1825859433598310203</id><published>2009-09-08T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:35:26.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;Three f-ing days on composition when it's supposed to be done long time ago. But okay, at least it's done. Sorry I've been complaining and whining like a stupid bitch urgh, sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish selfish, very selfish. Bad daughter, terrible student, lousy friend. I would say sorry, but it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad the day's ending soon, and Wednesday is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need;&lt;br /&gt;new clothes&lt;br /&gt;webcam&lt;br /&gt;mad guitar skillz + capo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;40 points&lt;br /&gt;stardust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time, more time.&lt;/font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1825859433598310203?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1825859433598310203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1825859433598310203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1825859433598310203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1825859433598310203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-points-stardust.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5733978483462386718</id><published>2009-09-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:47:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;I spent the whole day, THE WHOLE DAY, on my freaking compositions and I'm not done with them yet. I've two recordings to be done, and like, I still need to fill in dynamics and expression markings and all and like, urgh. I really don't know why I didn't wanna clear this earlier. Serves me right :/ I'm gonna do badly for Prelims because I'm gonna spend so much time this freaking week on music when I should've finished it looonnnggg ago, freaking stupid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;And I'm starting to bite my nails again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;I think, I've become very selfish. Somehow. Sigh. So self-centred. Oh, and hypocritical and judgmental. All over again, why.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;Tire, Steph tire. Of everything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;The List awaits.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5733978483462386718?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5733978483462386718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5733978483462386718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5733978483462386718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5733978483462386718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-spent-whole-day-whole-day-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5772115448512155439</id><published>2009-09-06T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:22:36.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;I didn't really do much work today, but I feel so, calm. Strange I know. I mean, all I did was a little math and I finished my composition statement, but that's kinda about it. The whole day I was at home, and that's all I completed. Okay maybe cos I cleared the mess on the table in the afternoon (took me one and a half hours but it felt damn good after that), but that doesn't quite justify anything. Ahh. I'm like, working as though, Prelims is a month away, I swear. AHHHH. But okay, this can be done, somehow, it must be done. This week must be solid mugging, I won't settle for anything less.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;Two words: Faith, Trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;Sometimes love comes around,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;And it knocks you down,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;Just get back up,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'times new roman'"&gt;When it knocks you down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5772115448512155439?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5772115448512155439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5772115448512155439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5772115448512155439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5772115448512155439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-didnt-really-do-much-work-today-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2002290110968956975</id><published>2009-09-06T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:23:42.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And there's so many things that I want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I won't give up till it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I won't give up till it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2002290110968956975?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2002290110968956975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2002290110968956975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2002290110968956975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2002290110968956975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-save-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8008529930142783691</id><published>2009-09-05T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:09:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Listening to all the new ATL songs on Ryan's iPod lately and Cher's rivalry (HAHA CHILLPILL I KID.) rekindled my love for Alex Gaskarth yet again. AHHH. Hahaha this obsession has got to stop. Really can go gaga over him ah. Youtube guys, youtube. GASKARTHHH, woohoo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes as you can see, my day didn't go as productively as I wanted it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8008529930142783691?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8008529930142783691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8008529930142783691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8008529930142783691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8008529930142783691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/listening-to-all-new-atl-songs-on-ryans.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3544762989294080256</id><published>2009-09-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:45:01.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Composition's the bane of my existence. But I love music. Urgh, I just really need all these IA's out of the way, sigh this love-hate relationship with music has got to end soon :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways checked out Orchard Central with Sam, Ryan and Chin yesterday, dinner at Quiznos (aka, ahem, the &lt;strike&gt;atas&lt;/strike&gt; Subway) was retarded, downy level brought to a new high, haaa juxtaposition. Guitar Hero was fun, heh. And I like how the place is so spacious, so many comfy sofas haha. But a tad too empty, like a Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I forgot to mention about Thursday kinda being the last day of school, and the class had this mini party-cum-Stevanus/Lydia Yap/Danson's birthdays' celebrations. Bittersweet, I'd say. 6.12 Jericho's kinda like the last class we'll ever have, yknow what I mean, ahhh. Ohwells. Okay, at least we'll still have Prelims, and after Prelims and IB and after IB and Results' day ehmagawd. Okay nehmind, shall not think about that for now. Ahh did I mention, how long we all haven't played touchrug together, everyone including myself have been so busy, sigh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN AHH I WISH BLOGGER WOULD NOT SCREW UP SO I CAN POST PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lately, I'm addicted to Train, such beautiful songs ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey soul sister&lt;br /&gt;ain't that mr. mister on the radio, stereo&lt;br /&gt;the way you move ain't fair yknow&lt;br /&gt;hey soul sister&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna miss a single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala knock you down rollercoaster ride (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3544762989294080256?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3544762989294080256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3544762989294080256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3544762989294080256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3544762989294080256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/compositions-bane-of-my-existence.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-495923548095696752</id><published>2009-09-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:12:33.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Today was a bad day. Compositions are due on Friday. Tomorrow's the last day of school, which means I have to head back to school on Friday. Urgh I should've finished this long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph, you're screwed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna do music therapy yayness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-495923548095696752?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/495923548095696752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=495923548095696752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/495923548095696752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/495923548095696752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2740223548288167999</id><published>2009-09-01T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:07:06.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So Teachers' Day celebrations was freaking awesomeeee. Loved the council video, loved the Senior Admin's item, really damn sweet la! And guitaring and singing (out-of-tune) in class with everyone was much fun! Hahah I love how You Belong With Me is rather easy to play on the guitar heh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of the rare productive-and-fun-at-the-same-time days, I like. AHHH TWELVE MORE DAYS TO PRELIMZ. HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me i'm trying to find, my calling i'm calling at night. talk about deja vu, i've seen this, been there. what's the deal with my brain, why am i so obviously insane. i just need understanding, that's all. try to reach out to you, touch my hand, try to reach out as far as you can. all i ask is that you love yourself a little more. let the good times roll, we can let go, everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world. i wish i had put in as much effort as y'all had. hey soul sister, i don't wanna miss a thing you do tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S CHEER CAPTAIN AND I'M ON THE BLEACHERS. New favourite word: Bleachers, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2740223548288167999?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2740223548288167999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2740223548288167999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2740223548288167999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2740223548288167999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-teachers-day-celebrations-was.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8020437574546357894</id><published>2009-08-30T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:57:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Guess I got the date wrong! Turns out that, Anberlin was playing at BayBeats today! So under the half-pretext of studying, I went to Esplanade to check them out with Sam and Ryan after lunchh. Bumped into Danetta there! Hahaha. So anyway, they are so freaking cool, cool beyond description really. ALL SO CHARMING, hee. Even though they only performed one song for a 30min set, and it wasn't even their own song, it was a cover of Creep, I guess, it was still pretty awesome la. Oh, yea, except that I just found out they sang Inevitable, Paperthin Hymn and Unwinding Cable Car, etc. at the evening set. AHHH WASTED SIA. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying was barely productive, distractions much, but ohwells. Story of my life. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Need. To. Start. Hardcore. Mugging. ):&lt;br /&gt;For the Quest for 45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8020437574546357894?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8020437574546357894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8020437574546357894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8020437574546357894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8020437574546357894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-i-got-date-wrong-turns-out-that.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7765204550379354818</id><published>2009-08-29T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:51:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I just remembered Anberlin's playing at BayBeats tonight, and I'm like gonna go for some family dinner thing, which also means that I'll miss Michael Jackson's Munich concert on Channel 5 later. GG sian. Oh btw, I've barely did work today :/ TODAY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PRODUCTIVE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 to Prelims&lt;br /&gt;82 to END of IB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala dumdeedum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7765204550379354818?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7765204550379354818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7765204550379354818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7765204550379354818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7765204550379354818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-remembered-anberlins-playing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2111553769975681314</id><published>2009-08-29T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:30:24.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH XUETING (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Dinner at her place was awesome, hahah much nostalgia really, it felt really nice being there with everyone (: though there were some stuff that I forgot (NOT PURPOSELY), and some stuff that I'm randomly remembering. Hahah fun times fun times (: I LOVE YOU GIRLZ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Hopes/Wishes/Wants-To-Be-Done (nothing to do with academics) list:&lt;br /&gt;1) 300909&lt;br /&gt;2) SHOPPING. more clothes bags shoes please :/&lt;br /&gt;3) chicken rice!&lt;br /&gt;4) table soccer (:&lt;br /&gt;5) VACATION&lt;b&gt;SSSS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6) thrashing Jas at bowling hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;7) night cycling!&lt;br /&gt;8) movie marathons (:&lt;br /&gt;and so much more ahhh. I really want Prelims + IB to be overrr. Thank God for everyone and everything that keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and watching Harold and Kumar with the boys in the SAC after Honours yesterday was just weird despite fast-forwarding the awkward moments hahah, even weirder than watching with my siblings. But still, it was fun(ny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saw you from a distance&lt;br /&gt;saw you from the stage&lt;br /&gt;something about the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;something about your beautiful face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see a sparkle of a million flashlights&lt;br /&gt;a wonderwall of stars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah I need to get back to work now, sighz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2111553769975681314?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2111553769975681314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2111553769975681314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2111553769975681314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2111553769975681314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-xueting-dinner-at-her.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3739782009445809515</id><published>2009-08-27T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:08:53.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i cannot do this anymore we always talk about not being judgemental or hypocritical and then we say people judge are we not judging them by saying that why are we all like that why is the human nature like that i am stuck on perfect situation by weezer it has been playing on repeat since twelve i am tired yet not really i think i shall make full use of the fact that i am not entirely tired to do work i wish i was smart math remedial today was urgh i cannot remember so much stuff i keep needing reminders how am i gonna do the papers on my own sigh its over whywhywhy do we have so much going on in our lives why cant we all just be happy living together in peace and harmony such that we can truly focus on just studies ahh but i cannot let anything affect anything hahahah i donch noe what i am talking about actually i am just really bored oh gosh deja vu freaking deja vu really like microcosm vs macrocosm oh as i was doing econs i came upon the word protocol haha i like that word it sounds quite cute hahaha i want a holiday not holiday as in a break from school but like a vacationz by the beach with ib out of the way and like oh yea i wanna go on the gmax thingy by clarke quay when ib ends i am actually quite scared of rides like that but aiyah quite fun right just scream your heart out for that few seconds and then you feel quite shiok hahah i suddenly miss the rides in genting fun times fun times okay i have rambled enough this was therapeutic i really like this stream of consciousness shit woohoo okay i need to do analytical chem urgh i am so behind in everything i really don't know how i am ever gonna do well enough to get a scholarship to go even go anywhere like where is fairleigh dickinson or i think that is what it is called hmm maybe right i should just stop schooling after ib la i could try working something out aight i shall be off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3739782009445809515?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3739782009445809515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3739782009445809515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3739782009445809515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3739782009445809515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cannot-do-this-anymore-we-always-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-9167565117088806287</id><published>2009-08-26T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:20:26.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEWWW (:&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY BELATED JEAN &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So I started on my new exercise regime last night, hahahah, I shall be determined and stick to it this time, coupled along with an attempt to eat healthily. Ahhh, I try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;My dad was talking to me about universities again, over dinner just now, and I really don't like it when he does, because all he does is to tell me to stay in Singapore cos overseas would be expensive, and to that, I would always retort that I could always get a scholarship to tank the tuition, then, I would realise what I just say and, sigh. I don't know. It seems impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Prelims in freaking 18/19 days? I have barely started on studying cos there's still work and work and work and omggg howwww ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-9167565117088806287?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/9167565117088806287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=9167565117088806287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9167565117088806287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9167565117088806287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-chewww-and-happy-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6346893033627840043</id><published>2009-08-23T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:43:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hahah looks like I've found my personal cheerleader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123, 321, Steffie Steffie Number 1&lt;br /&gt;456, 654, Steffie Steffie Best of All&lt;br /&gt;789, 987, Steffie’s Gonna Own Her MI for sure!&lt;br /&gt;Clap Clap, Clap Clap Clap, Clap Clap Clap Clap, CLAP CLAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha thank youuu (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6346893033627840043?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6346893033627840043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6346893033627840043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6346893033627840043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6346893033627840043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/123-321-steffie-steffie-number-1-456.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8396210780281666470</id><published>2009-08-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:21:48.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I've been at MI for the past, seven hours or so. I'm tired. But I'm nowhere near done. HATE THIS MEDIA SCRIPT SHIT URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, I'm pretty impressed with my own attention span today, heh, rather insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh can't wait for it to be over. Then I'll just need to edit my compositions and then. I CAN START STUDYING FOR PRELIMS FINALLY. I actually prefer studying/mugging to doing work, really. Sighhhh. I scare for Prelims. I need it for university applications, dieee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You walk down the street and into the sun. It’s yellow and purple and everything I could ever want. You walk to the beat of the traffic ahead. You look so hip and cool and everything they say is right. I look at your brown hat and your scraggly beard. I look at you and you are my dreams at night. You are the life I want. We could be best friends and skip down the sidewalk directly into the world and never falter, never slow our pace. I promise I won’t drag you down. I will not be afraid. You’ll want me just the way I am and I’ll have you just the way you are. You will be me and I will be you and the flowers will bloom just right and the world will be peaceful all through the night, all through our lives. We will twist and turn though the green fields in the middle of the mountains and look right at the bright, yellow sun. You will squint and I will smile. I will try to capture it all but you will lean forward and grab me. Whisper in my ear, “You can’t take a picture of this. It’s already gone.” And then you will take my hand and we will run as far as we can into everything we don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t take a picture of this. It’s already gone.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8396210780281666470?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8396210780281666470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8396210780281666470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8396210780281666470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8396210780281666470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-at-mi-for-past-seven-hours-or.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7161016074643861783</id><published>2009-08-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:28:52.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Woohoo, UP and bowling with Sam and Ryan today was quite awesomeeee (: Carl and Ellie were so cute together, and I love Carl's nose, it looks sooo squishy, heh. As for bowling, hahaha I think what we need, is just a little bit of luck. Quite funny how the people bowling in the lanes beside us were all damn sick, talk about contrast, hahaha. But really, I had much fun (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, I hear them talk,&lt;br /&gt;Coldest story ever told,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far along this road,&lt;br /&gt;He lost his soul,&lt;br /&gt;To a woman so heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm I really love The Nanny, it's so retarded and ridiculously hilarious hahah but ahh I think I should get started on music, time is running out. k laterz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7161016074643861783?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7161016074643861783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7161016074643861783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7161016074643861783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7161016074643861783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo-up-and-bowling-with-sam-and-ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4238040458996750309</id><published>2009-08-21T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:27:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;TGIF. I am so glad, so very very glad the week's over (: I've been so tired the whole week ehmagawd. My cab ride home today was so strange. I was dozing off, then the uncle asked me exactly where I was headed, then I fell asleep again. And when I woke up, he was like "Mm, fell asleep? Did you have a dream?" Hoho, what a strange uncle indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Woohoo I just saw Gaga on MTV World Stage (: Hmm I really still can't make up my mind, eh no, rather, I can't bring myself to believe she's a hermaphrodite. IS SHE REALLY. But ohwells, doesn't really matter I guess, her music's really awesome so lalala (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hahah and I just cut my own fringe, I think I might have screwed it up a little, but hahahaha doesn't matter la - IT WAS REALLY THERAPEUTIC WOOHOO. I likeee. Haha maybe right, I should cut my hair short after prom, that would be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;UP AND BOWLING TMR (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4238040458996750309?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4238040458996750309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4238040458996750309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4238040458996750309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4238040458996750309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1795862242661808625</id><published>2009-08-20T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:59:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I have to talk about and praise myself in the testimonial which is supposed to make universities wanna accept me, or make people wanna hire me. But how, I don't know what good things I can say about myself :/ Bleah. I don't even have enough good qualities to talk about, much less list it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmm mewzik terrorpy. Ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I cannot wait for the weekend to comeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1795862242661808625?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1795862242661808625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1795862242661808625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1795862242661808625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1795862242661808625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-to-talk-about-and-praise-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7485983227696368627</id><published>2009-08-19T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:36:11.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Of mewzik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;I'm so sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;With flooo and koff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Howl howl howl howl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Albany and Goneril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Barbarous, Degenerate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Fiend, Detested kite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Monsters of the deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Base, base, bastard, bastardy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Nature thou art my goddess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmm divine justice please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Baby are you down down down down down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Even if the sky is falling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;psst pfft hmph HI MILLYYYYY (: okay hushhush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Haha soz I'm reallyyy bored. kthxbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7485983227696368627?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7485983227696368627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7485983227696368627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7485983227696368627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7485983227696368627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4520045910083756047</id><published>2009-08-18T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:35:46.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;IOC IS OVER WOOHOO BOOHOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Guys, Murphy is a sneaky man. Don't gamble please. Just study all 18 extracts pleaseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4520045910083756047?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4520045910083756047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4520045910083756047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4520045910083756047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4520045910083756047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/ioc-is-over-woohoo-boohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6198863203605144484</id><published>2009-08-18T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:16:35.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IOC IN ABOUT TEN HOURS OR SO. THIS IS SHIT ASS SCARY OMG. Now I know how everyone felt just one day before their IOC. I. REALLY. Cannot. Wait. For. It. To. Be. Over. I'm praying so hard for something I'm good at. Ahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"Oh, from your brain ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"Mm so this is what you two shared la?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;C, hahah I love you omg, you really the witty bomb (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6198863203605144484?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6198863203605144484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6198863203605144484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6198863203605144484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6198863203605144484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/ioc-in-about-ten-hours-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6827167799360174663</id><published>2009-08-17T00:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T01:14:58.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY IDDIE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;hahaha oh gosh, I was just thinking about our obsession with Mark Chay back in Sec 2, all the silly stuffs we did back then, heh, fun times fun times really (: Miss youuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyways, I don't care what others say, I firmly believe that, Lady Gaga DOES NOT have a penis. It's impossible. Why would she wear leotards if she had one. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Picturesss from Dance FOA and Gaga (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8fN7ERMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0P_GNur8vvE/s1600-h/joey.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8fN7ERMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0P_GNur8vvE/s320/joey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370609062650332354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8fN7ERMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0P_GNur8vvE/s1600-h/joey.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Joeyyy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8fN7ERMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0P_GNur8vvE/s1600-h/joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8epX8VVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wCRQucDxoD0/s320/chd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370609052839335250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;CHD! (: Cherrrr da bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8eMwWjjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5F50BnNIBOM/s1600-h/JUNJIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8eMwWjjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5F50BnNIBOM/s320/JUNJIE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370609045157088818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;rantpart! HI SAM (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8eMwWjjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5F50BnNIBOM/s1600-h/JUNJIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8dsr36DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jSLOqIhLYqo/s1600-h/gaga.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8dsr36DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jSLOqIhLYqo/s320/gaga.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370609036548368434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8dsr36DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jSLOqIhLYqo/s1600-h/gaga.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;@ Lady Gaga! sorry Jas, there wasn't any decent picture with all five of us togetherrr. sweaty i know, but it was much funnn (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6827167799360174663?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6827167799360174663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6827167799360174663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6827167799360174663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6827167799360174663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-18th-birthday-iddie-hahaha-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sog8fN7ERMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0P_GNur8vvE/s72-c/joey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4005478384569184599</id><published>2009-08-16T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:17:17.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12,264 + 20,334 words for IOC notes. That's like, 8 EEs right there. Oh gosh so manymany words. I really can't wait for Tuesday to be over!! I really hope I get sth nice. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, fever's gone, WOOHOO. Talk about speedy recovery (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4005478384569184599?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4005478384569184599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4005478384569184599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4005478384569184599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4005478384569184599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/12264-20334-words-for-ioc-notes.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4718196157756977988</id><published>2009-08-15T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:23:07.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Last night, I went to sleep with a really bad throat. This morning, I woke up with a 38.5 degrees fever. Hahah omg so fail, really. Who gets sick and recover and get even more sick again in the span of about a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ehmagawd IOC on Tuesday I quite scare ahhh. But really, I can't wait for it to be over, I'll be sooo glad. But then again, I still have Music Investigation to work on, due this coming Friday and I haven't worked on it since I got it back the last time. Sigh. Urgh, I'm always procrastinating and having to stay up so late whenever something important is, severe lack of sleep's probably why I'm sick again. Ohwellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;beautiful dirty dirty rich rich dirty dirty beautiful dirty rich. what's going on on the floor. groove slam work it back filter that baby bump that track. ahh i think right people should mind their own businesses. yesyes they should. lalala. ahh school's so stressful, really cannot tank, i wanna go out and playyyy and have fun. rahh. oh yea and i can't wait for gossip girl season 3! anticipation much. woohoo. we live a cute life, soundfematic pants tighter than plastic honey, but we've got no money. daddy i'm so sorry i'm so s-s-sorry ya, we just like to party like to p-p-party yea. BANGBANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4718196157756977988?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4718196157756977988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4718196157756977988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4718196157756977988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4718196157756977988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-night-i-went-to-sleep-with-really.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2042215636152080563</id><published>2009-08-14T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:32:01.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNS!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO DARLI! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GaGa was the BOMB last night. We were so lucky, I really had no idea how we got to skip queuing up and how we got so close to the stage (about ten metres away from her I swear) when we came so late. Quite sick when I think about how everyone was squashed together though, hahahah we were so sweaty our clothes were really like, sticking to our skin, yesyes I know, the horror. Waited in the crowd for so long before she came on (about an hour), ringing in my ear still, plus my throat's half dead, BUT WHO CARES. IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT, GAGA WAS AWESOMEZ!! Cher Juns Ryan Jas: THANKS FOR A GREAT TIMEEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me, papa, papa, paparazzi ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been surviving (or not) on 5 hours of sleep altogether the past two days. I miss sleep. I need sleep. Music IA suggz. Ahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2042215636152080563?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2042215636152080563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2042215636152080563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2042215636152080563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2042215636152080563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-juns-and-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2988136890718582180</id><published>2009-08-10T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:05:27.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the span of three days, I've watched three movies. John Tucker Must Die which is such a laugh and Jesse Metcalfe rather hotstuffz, heh. A Walk to Remember and The Notebook, so sweet so sweet. Landon Jamie Noah Allie ahhh. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBSLAIDKWTTA.AWTRMMTOY. INESTTOYA, BYCBIMLWYAMOF, WDYDT? DYDIOPOWICWAI? ICSMLN, BDOATSYDTM, ISBTSOD, YWFYM, TOGWIJRFY, TOGWWCYIABP, TOGWWTRYTSTE, YKWIS? ANIJR, IO, INTMO, IWGBTLHIHBDFWY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELEPORTINVISIBILITYCLOAKCHICKENRICEBISCUIT. Ah okay I think, I need to get back to Lear. byeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2988136890718582180?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2988136890718582180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2988136890718582180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2988136890718582180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2988136890718582180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-span-of-three-days-ive-watched-three.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7028657073011548659</id><published>2009-08-08T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:03:13.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I would very much like to post pictures up now but Blogger decided to be retarded again, so I guess pictures will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was funfun. First it was The Magic Moment, heh, 12:34.56pm on 07.08.09 which I spent with Juns! and Bao and Pam in math class hahah, I like how we came together to make wishes heehee (: Hmm, then I had lunch with XT, Audrey, Rachel @ Ion's Fish&amp;Co. I had fun catching up and all (: then Siyi came and joined the rest for shopping while I headed home. Then it was Dance FOA at night! Quite an awesome show :D And I love how the whole class sat together and how Cher's face changed so comically when she saw us in the audience during her tango item, hahahaha. And I loved the music that came on when they showed the slides, heh. And omg I was so shocked when we saw Kev on stage!! Nice he fell sick for the entire week and decided to come for the show anyway, Kev ah Kev. It was quite funny how we slowly realised it was him lifting Joyce, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea oh yea, Charity Bazaar on Thursday went quite well! Haha sales was quite good during Juns' and my shift, heh. Now that it's over, I guess, it will be quite a long time till we'd have such an opportunity to come together as a class once again. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend ahead, Lear calls, kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH JIM (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7028657073011548659?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7028657073011548659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7028657073011548659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7028657073011548659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7028657073011548659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-very-much-like-to-post-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1083651921728928173</id><published>2009-08-06T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:32:18.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY WENQIAN (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Tuition was demoralising. Apart from the fact that King Lear sucks SO bad, what sucks even more is that I kinda know my stuff, it's just that I don't know how to express myself correctly/properly. Like as always. URGH. Whywhywhy. Doesn't help that IOC's um, 12 more days away and I've so much other work to be done before that. Luck Fear F Lear :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Fever's finally gone, thank God. Something else's gone forever too and I'm glad. Thank you (: Hmm but now I have this stupid weird stomachache since last night and it won't go away ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1083651921728928173?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1083651921728928173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1083651921728928173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1083651921728928173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1083651921728928173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-18th-birthday-wenqian-tuition-was.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-70532039907235679</id><published>2009-08-04T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:16:30.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;National Day Celebrations todayyyy = short day which ended at 1030. It was fun singing (out of tune) with the tablemates, hahah HIGH OR LOW HIGH OR LOW. LOVE YOU TWO (: Then we hung around school for a bit before heading down to Ikea for lunchhhh together with Astro Edward Pam Bao (: I love Ikea, and all its soft toys/pretty things/comfy furniture!!! I love the 22 square metres apartment. I WANT I WANT. And I took 961 for the first time ever, bloody long journeyyyy. Ohwells, it's still a straight bus, beats anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;random camwhoring pictures :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZx77WqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hJKXuRVC7wM/s1600-h/5488_139782875139_718955139_3608466_4857788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365768919052933794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZx77WqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hJKXuRVC7wM/s320/5488_139782875139_718955139_3608466_4857788_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZTEbAdI/AAAAAAAAAXU/jMu-Ime8CEY/s1600-h/5488_139782735139_718955139_3608445_342233_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365768910767063506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZTEbAdI/AAAAAAAAAXU/jMu-Ime8CEY/s320/5488_139782735139_718955139_3608445_342233_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZvrRH-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/R4dzIoEZE6o/s1600-h/5488_139782810139_718955139_3608454_1665741_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365768918446186466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZvrRH-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/R4dzIoEZE6o/s320/5488_139782810139_718955139_3608454_1665741_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I LOVE JUNS FACE HERE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncK51mV_GI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nKOCwryCJHE/s1600-h/5488_139783020139_718955139_3608489_3067033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365769469791960162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncK51mV_GI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nKOCwryCJHE/s320/5488_139783020139_718955139_3608489_3067033_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;feifei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKaK0d32I/AAAAAAAAAXs/HvykCqMbiN0/s1600-h/5488_139783005139_718955139_3608486_4209627_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365768925732527970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKaK0d32I/AAAAAAAAAXs/HvykCqMbiN0/s320/5488_139783005139_718955139_3608486_4209627_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4%3c/div"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365768906568275954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZDbWl_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vzNym1XBfxw/s320/5291_111728207718_640637718_2083590_1019189_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Drama FOA! Kim and Swen (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think right, there's too much drama going on in everyone's lives haha guys we need to focus on IB sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;9 more to Lady GaGa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;15 more to IOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And God knows how long more to end of IB. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-70532039907235679?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/70532039907235679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=70532039907235679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/70532039907235679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/70532039907235679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day-celebrations-todayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SncKZx77WqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hJKXuRVC7wM/s72-c/5488_139782875139_718955139_3608466_4857788_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-9209676530075973787</id><published>2009-08-02T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:08:13.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;IASSATOTWS, WCPJLM, OR, UA? ITSHTLTPB, BOIAWTHA, JFTSORMOTHHPWISPTTMAF. APLMA? ISATTWTOTBTSAHIWWR, IRDWLRTATT, AI, IRTHJLACF, WMTAWAPAG? SM, O. IRSSTOD, RWJSTTMLHRD, JCTAGW. BTA, ITITOWBOAB, HH. AGPSMFATT. IRDHTMCTTTWM, U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, don't bother. But haha that was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-9209676530075973787?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/9209676530075973787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=9209676530075973787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9209676530075973787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/9209676530075973787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/iassatotws-wcpjlm-or-ua-itshtltpb.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-594652530759793668</id><published>2009-08-02T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:34:10.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH TO YOU LEON!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to the ION Orchard yesterday with the intention of shopping, hahah but it was so crowded and the whole building structure's so complex and messyyyy. In the end the guys bought stuffs, but Cher and I ended up empty-handed haha ohwells. 'twas fun though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Drama FOA in the evening! Haha I have no idea how I passed the temperature test but anyways, Thwarting of Baron Bolligrew was rather heelarious. Lord Mayor hahahaha what a joke seriously. Quite an enjoyable show :D lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, about time I get back to the books, sigh. TEN MORE DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-594652530759793668?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/594652530759793668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=594652530759793668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/594652530759793668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/594652530759793668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-belated-18th-to-you-leon-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3038380157461998370</id><published>2009-07-30T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:13:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haha this is so random, I just randomly got a fever, I'm like 38 degrees now. Praypray hopehope it's not H1N1, I actually do like going to school despite the loonnnggggg lessons, haha. The retarded thing is I can't tell my mum cos she might just own me. ARGH this, basically everything, suckz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3038380157461998370?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3038380157461998370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3038380157461998370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3038380157461998370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3038380157461998370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-this-is-so-random-i-just-randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-3394014646274318498</id><published>2009-07-30T09:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:38:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was looking through pictures on Facebook last night to put into the ever-so-beloved CAS file. nostalgia all, kanchiong spider everything. Ahhh. But yay, I just need to get it bound and CAS IS OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm so grateful for madam, she's really so nice so nice, I must really pull up my socks and work towards a 7 for Econs in Prelims. PTM made me gain new insights haha. Ahhhhh school school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been thinking, and I figured, everyone's pretty much the same. Ultimate sianness of life much. One will always wonder why shit happens, but eventually, you'll look back at all these one day, and you'll be thankful, and glad, cos all these make you a stronger and better person. I mean, look, you've already come so far! You just need to stay tough and you'll get by, and everything will fall into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hahaha one funny random comment from Cher during break just now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I mean, if you can't be a Serena Van der Woodsen then don't be Serena Van der Woodsen la, just be a Jenny Humphrey right." &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha CHERBEARRR (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-3394014646274318498?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/3394014646274318498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=3394014646274318498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3394014646274318498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/3394014646274318498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-looking-through-pictures-on.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6092960310406252660</id><published>2009-07-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:27:49.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is impossible. Cannot tank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;CAN I TAKE A BREAK FROM LIFE PLEASE? This is too much for me to take, I somehow kinda wish I would go deaf from the blasting music on my iPod, so I can just screw music. Did you say music therapy? I don't mind giving that up eh. I just need to be somewhere else right now. Anywhere but here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;pewpew zooommmm bangbang bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(PTM tmr, it's over.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6092960310406252660?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6092960310406252660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6092960310406252660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6092960310406252660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6092960310406252660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-161821227750183621</id><published>2009-07-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:20:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On a completely random note, as I was on my way home from piano lesson just now, I suddenly thought of OBS back in Sec 3. Don't ask me why, but I thought of Kenny, such a nice instructor. I suddenly miss that one week, when all that mattered to us was how to set up a tent properly so that we could sleep well at night, or how to set up a proper fire to ensure our food could be cooked properly so we could eat canned luncheon meat, baked beans and all. It was a fulfilling one week I remember. But gone are the days when life was so carefree. I remembered my worst anxiety was how long I was gonna take to recover from all the sandfly bites, and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, all we seem to worry about is results, putting together that portfolio that will impress and everything that would get us into a good university, which is supposed to like, determine the rest of our lives. But why so sian, everything to be determined by all these seemingly-superficial stuffs, ohwells. We don't really have much of a choice anyway ya. What sucks is that I'm mediocre at everything I do. Not a jack of all trades, nor a master of any. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so I guess life has gotten just a little more complicated than before, but I know, in a few years' time, when I look back at all these, I might just burst out into laughter, so it's okay, we all learn don't we? What I'm really thankful for is that, I've friends who have been and always will be there for me, and I know it, and I'm just so grateful for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes what we all need to do, is to just take a step back and just look at everything from the top. Then we can fully appreciate all that's been put in place for us. Yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OKAY I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS RANDOM POST CAME ABOUT AT ALL BUT YEA, FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, I LOVE MY FRIENDSSSS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOC IS ON THE 18TH OF AUGUST HAHAHAH SO LONGGG MORE TO STUDY, HEEHEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-161821227750183621?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/161821227750183621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=161821227750183621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/161821227750183621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/161821227750183621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-completely-random-note-as-i-was-on.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4887601323403314360</id><published>2009-07-26T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:16:38.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haiya what's wrong with Blogger. It's been malfunctioning for the past two days. whywhywhy. GKRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was a total waste of time, I spent the day downloading random piano scores, playing MSN games, discussing plans to build a teleporter, tumblr-hopping and watching Boys Over Flowers ehmagawd. Anything but touch my work/study for IOC, ohwells. At least I worked on Telephone Conversation today, good start good start. Haiya I wanna go shopping lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 to Drama FOA,&lt;br /&gt;12 to Dance FOA,&lt;br /&gt;and 17 TO GAGA I CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4887601323403314360?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4887601323403314360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4887601323403314360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4887601323403314360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4887601323403314360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/haiya-whats-wrong-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-138516450618810474</id><published>2009-07-24T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:58:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's been quite a draining week, I'm not even the least bit glad that the weekend is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finished watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! Thought it was alright la, front part was a li'l draggy, and they kinda downplayed the exciting parts, but I guess Emma Watson made up for that? So pretty really, haha. I think the Harry + Ginny pairing a little awkward though, nice she's taller than him by like half a head? Ahh we should all go school in Hogwarts, so we could fly on broomsticks, make potions, cast spells. How fun seriously, I want an invisibility cloak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tuesday was results, did okay I guess, quite happy for English A1, tuition saved meeee, but like, could be muchmuch better in general. Ohwells, there's always prelims to work for. But right now, we all need to mug our asses off for freaking IOC ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PE and Trug was awesome fun yesterday, I love playing with everyone, even though I can barely last a trug game now. Then it became a real bad end to the day/bad start to today at home. Damn lame I'm so tired of all these childish bitchy quarrels, I really do not need this right now. I'd seriously run away, only thing that's holding me back is my inability to support myself financially. Ohwells, I just need to tell myself I'm way above all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;on a much happier note, WORLD LIT IS FINALLY OVER I CAN BID FAREWELL TO IBSEN HEDDA STRINDBERG AND JULIE ALREADY, WOOHOO. thanks juns for all the last min helppp (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and on a MUCH MUCH HAPPIER NOTE, I'M GOING FOR LADY GAGA CONCERT ON AUGUST 12 OMG I REALLY CAN'T WAIT. THANKS RYAN'S DAD FOR SPONSORING TIX :D CHD ALL GONNA HAVE MUCH FUN. lets have some fun this beat is sick WOOHOO POKER FACE PAPARAZZI BROWN EYES, NINETEEN MORE DAYSSSS. EXCITEZ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hope IOC's before GaGa so I can scream at the concert. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-138516450618810474?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/138516450618810474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=138516450618810474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/138516450618810474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/138516450618810474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-quite-draining-week-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5899483162978805062</id><published>2009-07-19T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:08:01.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to the Top Universities and Scholarships Fair @ Suntec today, with Cher and Juns. It was alright I guess? Except that they didn't have any NYU booth. Haha Yale was the bomb I SWEAR. hardyharhar. Ahhh universitiessss, sian la SAT scores IB score everything else. But I was so glad to bump into so many people, Monsmonssss (: Amanda Teo, HongLiang and Daphne, quite nice to see these familiar faces. Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and fuck you. Thank you so much for making me hate you, it's so much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5899483162978805062?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5899483162978805062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5899483162978805062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5899483162978805062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5899483162978805062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-top-universities-and.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5222366259697370736</id><published>2009-07-18T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:01:05.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went for Yao's birthday party @ Changi Goldkist chalet last night! Under the pretext of watching Harry Potter in town. AHH I'm so terrible I know, I lied, but urgh, I haven't been out and the tickets were all sold out anyway, and I was scared my mum wouldn't let me out if I told her I was gonna go for a party. And I have to lie even more to cover up everytime my brother or my mum asks me about the movie. URGH URGH URGHHH, don't judge me okay :/ I shall console myself with Juns' text: &lt;strong&gt;It's ok steph, we're teenagers we're supposed to lie angsty emo and take drugs.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA love you beans (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways, back to the party. Met Juns and Tiara in town for dinner then we cabbed down with Cher. And we were all talking about how my party should start at 3pm and end at 8pm, haha HOW HIP RIGHT. Haha and we should play Pin-The-Tail, pinata all. Hahaha. Anyway, we were kinda the first AC people there, along with Sam and Tanaan. Sat around and chatted for a bit while waiting for others to come. Pretty fun chilling with everyone I guess, if only I could stay a little longer. Thanks for a fun time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear you and you,&lt;br /&gt;This may be quite random, but I just felt like saying something. Hope you two don't mind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all hurting in one way or another, ultimately, it's kinda the same thing. It's been too long that we're being pulled down by this thing, and yet we haven't been able to move on properly, simply because it's way easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanna say is that, I'm really glad we have each other? Though not entirely, we can kinda understand what each of us had been through, yknow what I'm saying? (pardon my poor expression skills) And I'm just really thankful that we can be there for each other, though sometimes I really wish there's more that I can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong k, like I said, God put all these in our lives not to put us down, but to let us grow through these experiences, so yea, stay strong. You will get over it soon, that's for sure, things can't keep going wrong forever, it will eventually take a turn for the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So here’s a piece of advice: let go when you’re hurting too much, give up when love isn’t enough, and move on when things are not like before. For surely there is someone out there who will love you even more.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I think right, what we really need to do is to heed our own advice. But well yes, just have some faith, there will be that someone out there who will appreciate you fully for who you are, love you exactly the way you love her and not take you for granted or make use of you for anything. You'll get through this for sure!! (: And when times are tough, I will always be here to listen to you k! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Steph (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5222366259697370736?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5222366259697370736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5222366259697370736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5222366259697370736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5222366259697370736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-for-yaos-birthday-party-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4438715261579524165</id><published>2009-07-17T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:17:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The ultimate sianness of life. My GDC died on me, it's not even the batteries, the GDC is freaking spoilt wtf. ANGSTYBANGSTY TODAY, URGH. Tuition was demoralising, IOC is so screwed, I'm so terrible at communicating my point across and all, disjointed sentences all, fail la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;IB fees = $730. I don't even know why I'm paying to take the exams. Why would I need to know how to figure out the structure of an organic compound, why would I bother with unbiased population standard deviation in the future, and seriously, who gives a shit about all the calculations we do now, we hardly need it in the future omggg. AHH give up la, quit life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's all coming back to me now, why won't it stop, freaking vicious cycle, I need to break out of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He says once I let go of those feelings, once they are with their rightful owner, my wounds will close, my scars will fade. Like I have an infection in my blood and the only way I'll heal is to let the poison ooze out of&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why are you crying?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't know. I guess it's something you do at a time like this."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are you sad?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No, not really. It's more like a feeling of aloneness. Like no one else knows what's going inside of me. It's a whole bunch of things. But it's not bad, not as bad."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I wanna just curl up in bed and eat all day, then grow so fat I'd just explode and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4438715261579524165?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4438715261579524165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4438715261579524165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4438715261579524165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4438715261579524165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/ultimate-sianness-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-258898652729227868</id><published>2009-07-15T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:24:05.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU GLENNNN (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Floorball during PE yesterday plus touchrug after school was funfunfun! Hahah clearly, two months without proper exercise is taking a toll on all of us, nice run for a bit must stop to rest for a bit, heh. Today muscle aches allll, but it was really great to play with everyone again, after exams and all, I like I like :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;EH EH I HOPE IOC WILL BE ON WEEK SEVEN MONDAY OR TUESDAY, COS I WANNA GO FOR LADY GAGA. I know it sounds damn stupid, but pleaseeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;threehundredandsixtyfive ehmagawd, how did time fly past so quickly. and the general trend in the graph of happiness against time is still decreasing, when will things ever truly get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sl3yld_vXcI/AAAAAAAAAXE/iDf_C5Gb5E0/s1600-h/shush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358705857161813442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sl3yld_vXcI/AAAAAAAAAXE/iDf_C5Gb5E0/s320/shush.jpg" 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/10635419-258898652729227868?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/258898652729227868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=258898652729227868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/258898652729227868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/258898652729227868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-18th-birthday-to-you-glennnn.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sl3yld_vXcI/AAAAAAAAAXE/iDf_C5Gb5E0/s72-c/shush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2082149339264117219</id><published>2009-07-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:27:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;MIDYEARS ARE OVER. Over as in no more mids, and over as in ultimate fail. Math was retarded I should've just slept all the way last night instead of napping and waking up to chiong. Sigh. Haha and we totally should've mugged at Swirl yesterday but we just lost the drive and will to study, and we just talked and Boggled in the end, which btw, I'm rather good at, heh. Dinner was nice, I had quite a fun time biatching about someone hahaha oh but the horror. nuffsaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ghosts of Girlfriends' Past with Joey, Swen and Doug just now was pretty awesome, damn sweet, damn thought-provoking, a little spooky when the last ghost came, but yea, I love it, great show &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Too many things running through my head now, tomorrow's a lame day, cos I'm only gonna have one hour of Chem the entire day, but I'll still go cos there's trug after school (: I is tired boohoo, this has got to stop. I need that on/off button for different parts of the brain, just so I have control over what to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2082149339264117219?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2082149339264117219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2082149339264117219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2082149339264117219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2082149339264117219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/midyears-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-690967493001529233</id><published>2009-07-11T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:15:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hahah today was such a blah day I'm such a pig omg, got back from MOEHQ in the afternoon and napped all the way to 7pm. I shall now attempt to finish up my second composition :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway, I was at MOEHQ for some MOE scholarship tea session for music. Needless to say, all about teaching scholarships. The terms are all pretty awesome except for the bond term :P  But right, I figured I could take up the Teaching Internship Program, like after IB, gain some working experience before going to uni. I'm really really really really bent on going to the States. Die la, really no backup plan yknow :P ohwellz. I'll figure sth out slowly, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've seen too many heartaches lately ): Why do people do the things they do and hurt people like that, KRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-690967493001529233?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/690967493001529233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=690967493001529233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/690967493001529233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/690967493001529233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahah-today-was-such-blah-day-im-such.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-5163462621932722980</id><published>2009-07-10T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:44:12.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I really like engaging in deep conversations which take me down the memory lane once in a while, gives me new perspectives, allows me to empathise more with others and gives me the opportunity to talk about things which I (somewhat) consciously bury deep down inside my heart. Thanks for all the after-dinner talks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;BLEAH CHEM OPTIONS WAS SHIT TODAY. I was so disappointed cos I kinda mugged really hard for it, sacrificed so much sleep somemore. Fail la ): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I had an awesome time in the afternoon. Lunch @ WahChee with the class, all those talk about MJ and army and all, then about four hours' worth of quality CHD time which I really enjoyed. Thanks for everything Cher and Juns, it was fun reliving so many many memories from last year (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhh why love so blind, ohwells i see mr magoo on tv haha, and i kinda find that disturbing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-5163462621932722980?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/5163462621932722980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=5163462621932722980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5163462621932722980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/5163462621932722980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-like-engaging-in-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-4488492002028428469</id><published>2009-07-07T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:32:03.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penelope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-4488492002028428469?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/4488492002028428469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=4488492002028428469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4488492002028428469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/4488492002028428469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/penelope.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7818188408331967734</id><published>2009-07-06T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:57:11.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;MATH PAPER 1 TOMORROW OMG OMG OMG FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW. HAVEN'T FINISHED PRACTISING GG. WHYWHY MUST MUSIC BE ON THE SAME DAY AIYAH SIAN I REALLY WANT MIDS TO BE OVER NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so i can finish up music iaS. and focus on just studying for IOC. which reminds me, I WANNA GO FOR LADY GAGA, but it's a schoolday haiya. sighbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7818188408331967734?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7818188408331967734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7818188408331967734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7818188408331967734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7818188408331967734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/math-paper-1-tomorrow-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2648578860888124938</id><published>2009-07-05T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:02:07.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This week went by pretty fast, done with English and Econs. Chem paper I and II were quite bad :/ sighsigh. Next week, Math paper I and Music on Tuesday, and Chem Options on Friday. AHHH I can't wait for midyears to be over. I didn't get to watch Transformers 2 last night cos my mum didn't allow me to go, so sian but ohwells. At least Harry Potter will be out when midyears end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been watching so much Michael Jackson on television this past week, he's so awesome at singing and dancing what a pity I didn't know about his greatness earlier. He's passed away for a week or so already, yet people are still speculating and saying that he's not dead yet blahblah. Just leave him alone maybe? I think everyone should just remember how great he was and all the good things he did, and leave it at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tomorrow shall be productive, unlike today. GO STEPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2648578860888124938?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2648578860888124938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2648578860888124938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2648578860888124938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2648578860888124938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-week-went-by-pretty-fast-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-479790042994647270</id><published>2009-06-29T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:43:28.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I fail, couldn't stay off the internet for the night. Urgh I need to finish studying Chem but I'm so fucking drained I wanna give up already ): Mm English Paper 1 was alright, and Econs Paper 1 was so-so? Today's a bad day, and I think I know why. But I guess it's much more convenient to just blame the weather. Why Steph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's 2am and I'm cursing your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were so in love that you acted insane,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's the way I loved you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breaking down and coming undone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a roller-coaster kinda rush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I never knew I could feel that much,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's the way I loved you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-479790042994647270?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/479790042994647270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=479790042994647270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/479790042994647270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/479790042994647270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-fail-couldnt-stay-off-internet-for.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8072132208148779746</id><published>2009-06-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:49:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;studystudystudystudystudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today's Saturday already, I've barely started on Chem and I haven't done much today. Sianz I really feel like giving up soon. WHY DON'T THEY JUST GIVE US THAT ONE WEEEEEKKKKK. Urgh. Ohwells I shall ATTEMPT not to come online for the next few weeks, at least not on weekdays, when mids are going on, unless they stop school haha. BACK TO SCHOOL IN APPROXIMATELY 30 HOURS TO SCHOOL/MIDYEARS EHMAGAWD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oh yea, one last thing before I go: RIP Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8072132208148779746?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8072132208148779746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8072132208148779746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8072132208148779746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8072132208148779746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/studystudystudystudystudy.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6780342056087902400</id><published>2009-06-25T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:55:21.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH SU-ANN &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;These two past days have been so productive that if the past three weeks had been just as productive I might have finished studying already. 9 to 10 hours in Bishan library with Juns and Joey yesterday and 10plus hours in school today with Ryan and Sam today = no joke. I wished I had gotten into the mugging mode much earlier, but I'm not gonna complain cos I'm almost done with Econs, and I've finished reading Siddhartha. But then I think of Chem and I just wanna dig a hole and die cos like Juns, I thought it was in the second week too. Ahh too much too much la, how to finish. JUST GIVE US ONE MORE WEEK LA OMG PLZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway yesterday was pretty fun, thank you two for an awesome time really ♥♥ Kinda bumped into some BLG guys who were studying there but like, it's been so long and I don't really know this group so I didn't say hi, but I felt bad urgh ohwells. Haha and since when did the library get so anal and started giving out friendly reminders (check out facebook) to people who reserve seats haha, quite amusing heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories like ambers keep us warm&lt;/em&gt; nice discovery i made shall keep it secret heehee i dont like dreaming cos i keep having nightmares which are really horrific ohwells auntie wartime strategies are da bomb thumbs for fries i like totto chan you too cool juns (: we were such spafaces but i enjoyed myself muackz nice i've no life so i'm watching wrestling and i like rey mysterio and his stunts hahaha okay so there's only about four more days till school reopens i don't understand why it should urgh give us a break sia imr &lt;em&gt;and i'll take the truth at any cost cos we are broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow heehee (: Don't we all need a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6780342056087902400?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6780342056087902400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6780342056087902400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6780342056087902400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6780342056087902400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-18th-su-ann-3-these-two-past-days.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6730723258411599600</id><published>2009-06-22T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:22:23.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;d fetched me to school today, and it was such a terrible jam the whole journey took an hour. To make things a little worse, he started complaining about so many different things omg haha I never realised how naggy my dad can get. Then he went on to talk about university (kinda like his favourite topic with me recently), he asked me what I wanna do. So I went on to explain very roughly how music therapy works. And then he tells me it's useless -_- thanks ah. And he went on and on about how I should do sth useful, like doctor cos "you can earn lots of money and then you can buy bungalow" blahblah. Okay he may seem superficial here but he's actually not. It's just, ahh I don't know laaa, high expectations, but I can't and I don't wanna be a doctor :/ He's so stubborn on not sending me overseas for uni, but there's no music therapy courses hereeee. I need to be more open-minded, urgh it's so stressful having to think about all these already, but gap year's not an option :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So anyway, today was a fairly productive day, save for a few distractions here and there hmm I'm wonder who's to blame, I'm rather satisfied, buttt I still haven't finished Siddhartha, so long more to go ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay I feel terrible saying this, but I'm kinda hoping that hols will be extended, even by three days I'd be happy. There's too much to do in too little time la :/ But then again, I miss the classmates and friends. Ahh, we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Off to Bishan Library tmr, haha haven't been there in the longest time 4eva, tmr shall be more productive than today yay lezgo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6730723258411599600?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6730723258411599600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6730723258411599600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6730723258411599600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6730723258411599600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/da-d-fetched-me-to-school-today-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2862431199382405755</id><published>2009-06-21T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:45:37.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED READING HUCK FINN AT 4AM THIS MORNING. ULTIMATE YAYNESS. Finally ah, I know the whole story. Now I need to finish Siddhartha, okay that shall be the goal of the day. Bleah I'm such an underaccomplisher but ohwellz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was looking at Joey's email, and I saw Sam's blog. Very meaningful, just thought I would pick out my favourite ten and share it with everyone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;29. WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK OF YOU IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Haha I was watching rugby on tv at like 3am, I miss watching rugby, live, kinda. Haha yknow what's so strange, when I was in Bangkok, I saw two shops selling yellow and navy blue striped polos, and they're both rugby shirts. K I don't know why, but I found that strange. AND I MISS PLAYING TOUCH ): And I think I need a dream translator thingy, I keep having so many strange dreams it's damn freaky ahhh. I just want nice fairytale dreams plzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh oh I'm so glad I've found more tumblrs to follow, even though that's probably not a very good thing right now, cos it can be rather time-consuming to surf tumblrs. But ahh, so nice to look at pretty faces, hot people and niceee clothes. Okay I really should go do sth more productive right now, I've kinda wasted my whole day away :/ Recording of composition tmr, can't wait for it to be done yay. K off to Siddhartha nowww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2862431199382405755?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2862431199382405755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2862431199382405755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2862431199382405755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2862431199382405755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-finally-finished-reading-huck-finn-at.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8596642179710068365</id><published>2009-06-20T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:34:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HI ALL I'M HOME I'M HOME (: Reached Singpapore at 11 plus, 12 last night? Mhmm mhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bangkok was pretty awesome (: Did quite a bit of shopping! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- iPod stuffs (including pink earphones :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Tote bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- some Converse sneakers which I haven't seen in Singapore yet AND I HOPE THEY WONT HAVE IT HERE, if not damn lame haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Some pouch thingy and new pencil case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Zara top (quite discounted heh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Pair of shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not a lot of clothes la, but like, I happy la (: and foot massages were awesome! Dinner at Chinatown was great! Haha sorry my vocab suckz but really, the whole trip was quite nice (: I love the hotel's(Novotel on Siam Square) breakfast buffet, I love how you can bargain so much at the roadside stalls hahaha damn fun, don't know why I didn't like Bangkok as much before. Ohhh now I remember, we didn't get to go Chatuchak! Cos it was a weekend market, what a pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But generally, I had fun laa (: It feels so much different this time compared to the last time I went, which was last March, but yea, quite funnn, nice break from everything :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So now it's back to the books, I must finish microecons and Huck Finn today :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8596642179710068365?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8596642179710068365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8596642179710068365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8596642179710068365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8596642179710068365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-all-im-home-im-home-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-8942426818991523219</id><published>2009-06-17T05:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:46:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YOZ I'm like at budget terminal now and it's actually quite awesome! Haha there's actually duty-free shops here, contrary to what I initially thought, heh. The terminal's quite different from the last time I came, which was like, six months ago, haha okay I don't even know why I'm thinking about that lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aight, BYEBYE FRIENDS, will return on Friday, lubdubz (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-8942426818991523219?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/8942426818991523219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=8942426818991523219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8942426818991523219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/8942426818991523219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/yoz-im-like-at-budget-terminal-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-314997997505026549</id><published>2009-06-16T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:40:50.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ahh w.lit is disheartening, I thought it was quite alright and then she tells me I need to reword the title cos it's too simplistic and not matching, I need to work on quite some parts, damn sian to hear all this when you worked so hard and you think that it should be near completion, rahh. Ohwells, thank God for tuition, haha I would seriously die without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today's June the 16th already, tomorrow to Friday are gone cos I'll be in Bangkok! So, I'm only left with one week to study, before CTs start :/ I scareeee. Anyways, we be flying budget, which means we have to be at the airport by 4am :( What a gross timing, not looking forward to that, but I am looking forward to some relaxation. Haha as if I haven't already been relaxing enough at home. IF ANYONE WANTS ANYTHING FROM BANGKOK JUST TEXT ME OKAYZ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haha have you ever thought about what you've always wanted to be in the future, like sth that's totally unrelated to what you're studying? Was having a conversation on that last night, pretty fun to think about. I've always admired those adventure camp instructors, like in OBS, like they get to do sth fun and they're paid for it! Haha but nah, I'll never be so brave to take that big a step, to do sth so different. Ohwell, random thought, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When you’re at the top, remember what it felt like at the bottom. When you’re at the bottom, remember what it felt like at the top. Good doesn’t last forever. Neither does bad."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-314997997505026549?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/314997997505026549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=314997997505026549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/314997997505026549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/314997997505026549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh-w.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-6974255742618846153</id><published>2009-06-13T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:12:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dinner with Rebe, Siyi and Grace @ Chicago's Steakhouse and ice-cream @ Cold Rock on Wednesday was pretty awesome, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;love how we girls can have so much to talk about everytime (: Don't know when I'll see everyone next, but I'll try to take time out whenever possible okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Spent Thursday and Friday studying in school, rather productive I must say, math econs ioc ahhh. Math is so torturous really :/ Haha those two days must have been the two most productive days of the whole June hols so far, and that's not a good thing ah ohwells. Studying in the SAC, library and on the astro turf, 'twas much fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sudden revelation last night woohoo took me long enough but yay i finally straightened out my thinking thank you thank you and thank you (: (: (: msn party thirty mins of argand diagrams ben ten aliens paper roses angus thongs and perfect snogging stiff dylans aaron johnson haha i like i like heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Like Sara Tancredi said "I'm happy right now" (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And hi J, I miss you!! Hope you're having fun with your family now, you'll probably only see this when you get back and by then I'll be leaving for Bangkok, but I just wanna say I'm really glad you trusted me enough to share stuff with me. I want you to know that I'll always be here for you okay, stay strong! See you when I get back, loveeee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you got dreams in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why don't you share them with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And if dreams don't come true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'll make sure that you're nightmaresare through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you got pain in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why don't you share it with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And we'll just wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If it's half what it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And lay it down slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But lay it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you've got love in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why don't you keep it with mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can't promise a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I'll always be trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And lay it down slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But lay it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lay it down easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But lay it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;/edit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH ADWYN CHONGGG :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and HAPPY BELATED 18TH WES (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-6974255742618846153?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/6974255742618846153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=6974255742618846153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6974255742618846153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/6974255742618846153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/dinner-with-rebe-siyi-and-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-1222817761881852328</id><published>2009-06-10T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:10:08.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday was funfunfun, went to Joey's place again, with the initial intention to study, mhmm mhmm. Haha then when Juns arrived at Serangoon station, we decided to go fetch her, on bicycles. Yes so we cycled there, quite embarrassing yet reallyreally thrilling hahahah. I've never cycled outside a park before!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way back, Juns took the bike and I walked and then two of them waited for me in front of Serangoon swimming complex, and I took the bike from there, cos Joey said it was downhill from there, less work so I was like haha okay then. When we were so close to her place, there was this sharp L curve, like if I didn't swerve the bike on time, I would crash into the wall in front, with bushes poking out. Haha guess what, I did. HAHA I freaking crashed into the wall like a retard. Hahah but it was really quite funny heh. What a klutz. Maybe it's karma, cos I laughed at Aries in her facebook note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm gonna do here, cos I'm bored and I don't wanna do it on facebook. Lezgooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you married the person you last texted, what would your last name be?&lt;br /&gt;wong (astro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if you had a kid with the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;i woke up, played the piano, texted, watched tv, ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know a secret about your last ex that would embarrass them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mei you ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will you be sleeping with tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my princess(bolster) heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do your own laundry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sometimessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing any bracelets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing someone bought for you?&lt;br /&gt;haha cant remember, does green tea count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel awkward when strangers say hi to you?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, depends on the situation i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you any different now than you were a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;yea, slightly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taller than your mom?&lt;br /&gt;yuppyupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything upseting you right now?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the farthest away from home you have ever been?&lt;br /&gt;JAPANNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate being alone?&lt;br /&gt;not now, i don't mind actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your agenda for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;econs lesson and studystudystudy in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you not get along with?&lt;br /&gt;no one i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be with one person right now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;can't think of just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know your password besides you?&lt;br /&gt;hahah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;YESH INDEEDY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;yea kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your parents ever caught you drinking?&lt;br /&gt;nope, only drank once and they know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wash your hair in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;where else huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time someone held your hand?&lt;br /&gt;last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been kissed in a car?&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;alright, could be better i guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like staying at home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?&lt;br /&gt;mhmm mhmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 10:17 pm last night?&lt;br /&gt;just got home from Joey's i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid to grow up?&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa, rather :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst subject in school?&lt;br /&gt;geoffreyyyy. hahaha that was how my teacher said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you fell?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday hahahahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place you took a plane to?&lt;br /&gt;fugong, zhong guo ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words to explain why you last threw up?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone who smokes?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many children do you plan on having?&lt;br /&gt;a boy and a girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair longer than your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;yupp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Blair and Chuck, Sara and Michael ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the guy/girl you like?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize anything new?&lt;br /&gt;not really ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex?&lt;br /&gt;meiyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;mhmm, many many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON:&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall with you?&lt;br /&gt;mum and siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;buzhidao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ahhh I'm really bored. Off to shower then dinner with Rebe, Siyi and Grace! kthxbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-1222817761881852328?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/1222817761881852328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=1222817761881852328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1222817761881852328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/1222817761881852328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-funfunfun-went-to-joeys.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-2170109197021379340</id><published>2009-06-07T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:32:16.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rahh I had such a strange dream last night, and it was so long I swear it lasted my whole sleep no kidding. It was really strange and it kinda felt real, I woke up feeling so weird haha. My knees keep aching randomly now it's scaring me a bit, I think I may actually have premature arthritis :/ ahhh GG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hahah joey nice model falling over i died laughing hahahahaha i love these videos, sorry i'm like laughing at the expense of others but it's really quite funny sometimes hahahaha. i don't care how much time i waste on watching all these youtube videos, and the related videos as well, so long as i truly enjoy myself in that short few mins heehee (: this post is lousy so don't bother reading really. ah that little boy at the bus stop such resemblance felt strange lalala i shouldn't have asked should've just minded my own business ah steph why are you always doing this caring and bothering too much ohwells what to do hahah its quite fun blogging like that like it kinda makes sense yet not really it's such a paddy clarke thing "stream of consciousness" yesyes english A1 group two ftw hahaha uh not really actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy endings now i know oh i've been travelling on this road too long another aeroplane another sunny place it's like i just stepped outside when everything was going right i miss you yknow here i go scream my lungs out to try to get to you now every word of every song i ever heard that made me wanna stay is what's playing through the in-flight radio now i'm left to forget now it's gonna get harder it's gonna burn brighter he hates me ohhow could i turn on the tv without something to remind me i'm gonna smile cos i deserve it it will all get better in time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I MUST PUT THIS UP HEEHEE :D it made me happy, yes i know i'm super easily contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sivc7DJjEtI/AAAAAAAAAW8/r7ZOS-cw9ng/s1600-h/johnnydepp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344608289820971730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sivc7DJjEtI/AAAAAAAAAW8/r7ZOS-cw9ng/s320/johnnydepp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;uh huh uh huh i know right &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-2170109197021379340?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/2170109197021379340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=2170109197021379340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2170109197021379340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/2170109197021379340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/rahh-i-had-such-strange-dream-last.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/Sivc7DJjEtI/AAAAAAAAAW8/r7ZOS-cw9ng/s72-c/johnnydepp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-582194863299113052</id><published>2009-06-06T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:52:00.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;SATS I TODAY. OVER. YAYNEZZ :D I was so relieved when it was over I swear, so glad to have this huge thing off my mind woohoo. 'twas so stressful last night, to think of which schools to send the scores to. Music therapy ftw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And I finally have wireless at home I cannot believe it. So much more convenient, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think we have an emergency,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-582194863299113052?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/582194863299113052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=582194863299113052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/582194863299113052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/582194863299113052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/sats-i-today.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10635419.post-7499513348639693409</id><published>2009-06-03T20:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:47:35.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So the school holiday has begun, three days of focus camp so far, yesterday was a complete waste of time it's disgusting. I was so distracted I barely did anything despite going to school early with the intention of studying, ahh Steph fails :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Friday was great though, touchrug thanksgiving dinner @ Marina Square's Swensens was nicenicenice (: We waited superduper long for Honwei and Chuang who got us all worried when they said they got in an accident on their way there. Nice Chuang even called me and said sth like it took damn long cos they had to write statements for report. LIARZ. Haha but we still love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIlpxAVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/o1Rg7IGbNeY/s1600-h/Juns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343065907607437650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIlpxAVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/o1Rg7IGbNeY/s320/Juns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Junsbeans (: Haha I look so different in hereee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiX6rugPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZHoR1Bm7eJk/s1600-h/Joey%26Swen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343066170950844658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiX6rugPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZHoR1Bm7eJk/s320/Joey%26Swen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Swen and Joey (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIy1QtAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xcbJhVod_jI/s1600-h/Joey%26Swen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIkO4wzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/cvKAXWgvfPg/s1600-h/Swen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343065907226264370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIkO4wzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/cvKAXWgvfPg/s320/Swen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIXtSW0I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cUhWeBp5S5k/s1600-h/Trug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343065903864109890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIXtSW0I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cUhWeBp5S5k/s320/Trug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some of them not in here sia :/ But still, LUBDUBZ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I would very much like to ramble about the sian-ness of life. After much thought, I've figured that one phrase which sums it all up is: &lt;strong&gt;We can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We can't help it that things don't always turn out the way we want them to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We can't help it that some people will always have it so much better than us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We can't help it that try as we may, some things will never be fixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We can't help it that we act the way we do or how some people act the way they do, because we're like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We can't help it that we turn into hypocrites without knowing/wanting to, cos it's just human nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We can't help it that we always wish for things that seem so impossible to have, but we still do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I can't help it that no matter how hard I try, my mum still finds fault with me. I am tired of always arguing with her, so I give in to her, but it's such a WIN-lose situation if yknow what I mean. And I can't help it that so many things are flooding my mind right now when I know they should have been out of my mind long time ago. And I can't help it that things turned out like that and there's really nothing I could/can do about it, maybe it was my fault, maybe it was yours, but in retrospect, I think we were both at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motherchucker i can't believe mckey won antm cycle 11 i've always wanted analeigh ahh ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ppy belated birthday wentworth miller woohoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sats on saturday gg kelausai i really need to do well i really wanna go to nyu and sian need to start studying already cos mids are coming wth this is some insane shit can you believe we've all been in this for one and a half years already i miss many people too many some of whom i shouldnt be thinking about some of whom i actually see everyday what a warped mind you have steph just go die. ahhh just shoot me really. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10635419-7499513348639693409?l=marked-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/feeds/7499513348639693409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10635419&amp;postID=7499513348639693409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7499513348639693409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10635419/posts/default/7499513348639693409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marked-.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-school-holiday-has-begun-three-days.html' title=''/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09476287616811388305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DepCfOVOmTc/SiZiIlpxAVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/o1Rg7IGbNeY/s72-c/Juns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
