<?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-9270044</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:10:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>||squashed||</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111477728074850934</id><published>2005-04-29T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:21:20.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate to admit it, but i'm getting tired of blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i hate blogspot, i think blogspot is well efficient, user-friendly, and generally, colourful, except that well, i'm getting tired of worrying about this and that like how my layout looks and whether my tagboard works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not because of zhiying trust me... i've been thinking of switching to livejournal for awhile. its hassle-free, simple, effective, no tagboards to worry about, and well i suppose livejournal is for the more serious blogger. as in its more heavy on words compared to blogger, from what i've observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. so if i change... well, i'm sorry if you have to relink, but i'll see about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111477728074850934?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111477728074850934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111477728074850934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111477728074850934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111477728074850934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-to-admit-it-but-im-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111457782379077562</id><published>2005-04-27T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T12:57:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz from zhiying's site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Your Name- adele.&lt;br /&gt;02. Does your name has a meaning- noble and kind. :) german roots!!! and french roots!!! hhaha. 03. Where are you now- com lab1. next to zhiying. next to jingwei.&lt;br /&gt;04. Fave color- orange. yellow. red. bright colours. green.&lt;br /&gt;05. Fave food- italian. french. indian. yeah. chinese. don't give me the that's cuisine thingy... :D&lt;br /&gt;06. Fave snack- dots. point point point.&lt;br /&gt;08. Fave musician- erm. nychoir. as mentioned by zying. erm. in reality.... :) anyone but my sister. and is not bimbo. generally prefer pple above age 16. NO jojos. no linsay lohans. no hillary duffs. no jessi mcsomething. :mcdonalds: no britneys. no highpitched voices. no sharp voices. no pop singers. i like rock. :) oh yes. no avril.&lt;br /&gt;09. Fave song right now- erm hmn. here without you, you and me, hundred years.&lt;br /&gt;10. Fave sport- squash. squash. squash.&lt;br /&gt;11. Fave subject- english. lit. history. not lang arts.&lt;br /&gt;12. Coke or Pepsi- pepsi&lt;br /&gt;14. Pizza or Donuts- we not americans we say doughnuts (dots zhiying.) pizza. duh.&lt;br /&gt;15. Laptop or Desktop- what the heck? duh desktop&lt;br /&gt;17. Shakespeare or Harry Potter- intellectually, ahem. shakespeare. Romeo, oh romeo, where art thou romeo? :lame: in truth, Harry Potter. ask me ten years later. ;)&lt;br /&gt;18. Cold Weather or Hot Weather- depends. cold as long as its not below 15 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;19. Contacts or Glasses- contacts&lt;br /&gt;20. Are u a huggy person- YES!!! *hug*&lt;br /&gt;21. Would u consider urself as a negative or positive thinker- negative (:&lt;br /&gt;22. Do u like cartoons- sure. erm. not sure. i don't watch cartoons. i'm too intellectual and mater to do that. :)&lt;br /&gt;23. R u planning on learning something soon- ballet? are u nuts? no jingwei. how about... the art of survival? i can finetune my skills...&lt;br /&gt;24. If you look out of the closest window 2 u what would you see- air (good answer zhiying)&lt;br /&gt;25. R u wearing short pants or long pants right now- er skirt&lt;br /&gt;26. ever been on stage- yup.&lt;br /&gt;27. Most embarassing fact- erm. hmn. i am short. :)&lt;br /&gt;28. What's ur dream car- ferrari or a porsche. Dream big babyy!&lt;br /&gt;29. Childhood hero- god?&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever watched a concert- like what? musical? yes. rock concert? no. i'm not the groupie type. school concert? yes.&lt;br /&gt;31. Phone or Online- phone&lt;br /&gt;32. Believe in Santa- er no. my mum used to pretend to be santa. it never worked. we're too smart. :D&lt;br /&gt;33. Would u rather be Rich or Smart- smart. if you're smart you can be rich. i want BOTHHHH though.&lt;br /&gt;34.Allergic to anything- homework.&lt;br /&gt;35. Fave day of the week- friday!&lt;br /&gt;36. Do u have any enemies- no. at least. no one ever told me before.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do u have boyfriend/girlfriend-got(: yeah. zhiying.&lt;br /&gt;38. In crush with someone-dots. point point point.&lt;br /&gt;39. Do u believe in love in 1st sight- ahhh. no. its the twentyfirst century. people meet via the internet leh...&lt;br /&gt;40. Any friends outside your origin country- yep.&lt;br /&gt;41. Ur greatest fear- deleting the numbers in the question. i kEEP DOING THAT !!!! its irritating.&lt;br /&gt;42. Believe in Adam &amp; Eve- erm. duh.&lt;br /&gt;43. The last thing u cried over- after the rg match. bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;44. How old do u wanna be when u get married- 24.&lt;br /&gt;45. Where do u wanna spend ur honeymoon- a trip around the world. i need a rich husband.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do u wanna have kids- 2.&lt;br /&gt;47. What do u want ur wedding color 2 be- isnt soil like brown? no choice what. er zhiying. white?&lt;br /&gt;48. Pro-Abortion- NOOOOOOO!!! Do you know that when abortions occur the feotus can bee seen moving away from the stupid sucking thing that comes to kill the baby? the ultra scan thing shows the baby inching away. WHICH MEANS THAT IT IS ALIVE EVEN THEN.&lt;br /&gt;49. Do u mind gay people- nah. its normal.&lt;br /&gt;50. Do u sing in the shower- like duh.&lt;br /&gt;51.Best stuff you've eaten in the last 2 weeks- chocolate&lt;br /&gt;52. Digital or Manual Camera- digital.&lt;br /&gt;53. Movie that makes u cry- all. nearly all.&lt;br /&gt;54. Last movie u watch- guess who. it sucked&lt;br /&gt;55. Last Childish Movie u watch- shrek2?&lt;br /&gt;57. Fave movie- too many to count.&lt;br /&gt;58. Visual Art or Music- music&lt;br /&gt;59. Weirdest stuff u've ever eaten- erm escargot but people eat it quite often&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you have pets- used to. until it went to heaven&lt;br /&gt;61. Who cleans your room-the maid&lt;br /&gt;62. Most useful software ever invented- erm....&lt;br /&gt;63. Ever met an inventor- no.&lt;br /&gt;64. Believe in horoscopes- no.&lt;br /&gt;65. Zeus (Hercules's Dad)- wth?&lt;br /&gt;66. Xmas or Xin Cia- xin cia?&lt;br /&gt;67. Ever met a president- yeah president of student council&lt;br /&gt;68. Ever met someone in the government- yea. lim swee say? met this funny guy in a restaurant. his wife knows my dad and the husband was some minister.&lt;br /&gt;69. Natural/Artificial- natural.&lt;br /&gt;70. CD/USB mass storage- usb.&lt;br /&gt;71. How much is the RAM capacity of the comp ur using right now- gosh.&lt;br /&gt;72. Do u know how to change the oil of a car- no&lt;br /&gt;73. Are you shy-no. i'm thick skinned..&lt;br /&gt;74. Fave animal- zhiying&lt;br /&gt;75. Fave Plant- ah&lt;br /&gt;76. Would u consider urself 2 be a techno-nerd or shopaholic-funky person- i hate techno. i am a nerd. i like shopping. i hope i'm funky.&lt;br /&gt;77. Starbucks or CoffeeBean&amp;TeaLeaves- STARBUCKS ALL THE WAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;78. Ice cream or Sherbet- ice scream.&lt;br /&gt;79. Fixing Electronics or Cooking- cooking.&lt;br /&gt;80. BSB or *N sync- neither. they both suck.&lt;br /&gt;81. Christina or Britney- christina. duh. she can sing.&lt;br /&gt;86. What do u think of World War I- it sucked? unnecessary larh.&lt;br /&gt;87. Are u a neat freak- no. not relaly&lt;br /&gt;88. The dryest joke u ever heard- er. ask faeces&lt;br /&gt; 89. Do u dance- every week. during dance lesson.&lt;br /&gt;90. Ever do slow-dance with an opposite sex- ahh yeah my dad&lt;br /&gt;92. McDonalds or KFC- ahh. kfc&lt;br /&gt;93. Orange Juice or Apple Juice- ahh. orange&lt;br /&gt;94. Do u prefer skim, 1%, 2%, or whole milk- milk.&lt;br /&gt;95.When is ur birthday- april fifth.&lt;br /&gt;96. When was ur last holiday- march.&lt;br /&gt;97. When is your last wonderful romantic date- .&lt;br /&gt;98. Do you have a happy family at home- of cos. we are a happy family! xD duh&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you like many punctuations or one- many&lt;br /&gt;100. and your wish- world peace :0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111457782379077562?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111457782379077562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111457782379077562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111457782379077562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111457782379077562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/quiz-from-zhiyings-site-01.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111457596471892021</id><published>2005-04-27T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T12:26:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i said that i am bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay don't roll your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is exactly 12.26 during lunch but i'm bored and i just can't wait to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the popiah thing was okay lar. as in. it was hot. hot hot hot hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can die man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111457596471892021?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111457596471892021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111457596471892021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111457596471892021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111457596471892021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-bored-bored-bored-bored-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111426763050475316</id><published>2005-04-23T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:47:10.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm doing daily posts now!!! haha. such dedication i have to self expression!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. that was like totally lame. but then, i think i'm getting lamer :) but i prefer cornier. and no, brenda, i don't have corns. haha. that was quite lame brensies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post. i'm going to sleep. stared into the mirror just now. my eyes were red my face was red and i looked tired. i am of course. but my sis is still studying so have to wait for her. hahah. i've roughly finished lar for today. i still have like half more but that's not too bad cus today i started out with everything to revise yeah and i started only at 7.30 at night. was slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read about five books in the space of two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. ok whatever. i ate loads of pineapple today. i like pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols okayyy that was lame. as mentioned, am getting lamer. and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogskin search: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;futile. absolutely ziltch ones i like. zero, nil, nada... hahah. oh and blogskins.com seems to be in perpetual maintanence. either that or i'm just totally bad lucked. i mean everytime i go there it doesn't work. sigh. as for potential nice skins... result fruitless. potential not so nice but still pretty nice skins... shan't talk about that. it makes me depressed. and i don't even need a nice skin. i just need a nice bloody base!!! i mean, my html ain't that bad... i just had to do css layouts. it gives me a headaches getting the stoopid pixels right... and layers give me a migrane. i won't mind editing the thing though. i enjoy that... changing pics and moving stuff about. it gives me satisfaction to screw up other people's work. ok. so that's the angst answer. my true enjoyment leads from the fear of being scolded for plagerising. hahaha. oh wells.   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111426763050475316?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111426763050475316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111426763050475316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111426763050475316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111426763050475316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-doing-daily-posts-now-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111416859128037779</id><published>2005-04-22T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:16:31.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>half day. Whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day was hot. there's no other word to describe it. i mean come on... the shade works wonders, literally. dots. i'm being sarcastic. i'm not sure if its technically possible to be sarcastic when you type, as in of course its possible- i intend for that to be sarcastic- but whether you can tell that its sarcastic... that's a different story. so anyways, it was hot hot hot hot hot. swelteringly hot. exceedingly hot. utterly hot. i'm surprised i'm not sunburnt. if i was... my mom would get mad. she buys all these sunblock lotions for me but i rarely use it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... YAY 204!!! CONGRADS FOR MAKING IT TO THE FINALS!!! See you there at HCI running babyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't be sad stella... i know it was very disappointing but oh wells, no one can like perform 100% everytime... as long as you tried... and besides, there's the finals to make up for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went with niesies, yingting, yingsies, ah zhu, minx and xingyi to orchard. yep. quite fun. made lots of noise.... we ate at KFC. niesies refused to eat the skin... so i ended up with the oily bits!!! haha... i treated her so she owes me one :) and then, we talked made lots of noise, bought tickets for movie, took two neos watched the movie, shopped for a bit, didn't buy anything, walked to my house to collect hero vcd and i left them half way when i saw the squashers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah zhu laughs very loudly. very funnily. in a super strange manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tango is not as innocuous as it looks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... the neos are cute lor... shall scan it in soon and upload it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, me and brensies, faeces and huiqi went to heeren to shop for a bag. couldn't find anything so we roamed about, bought some sweets, went to cinie, tried to get movie tickets, couldn't get tickets, took more neoprints. three times. so my grand total for today is five noes. haha. there was like six of us, plus zhiying and chenxies. it was quite fun larh. then went to long johns to drink... and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall quite fun, even though what i wrote sounds quite boring but then well, we laughed and laughed. but very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) i totally blew my pocket. i spent like thirty odd dollars... and the movie guess who kinda sucked. it was ok lah, quite funny but not very worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. still quite fun!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111416859128037779?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111416859128037779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111416859128037779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111416859128037779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111416859128037779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/half-day.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111399215837736211</id><published>2005-04-20T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T18:15:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y'know, i was just thinking about this whole class thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be very malu or blur but it seemed like for the first time i realised how... broken up our class is. I mean, not as a whole, i still think we're very united as 204 but otherwise underneath... i mean... you hate me and i hate you etc. and then there are lots of fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really agree with stella to go to the point to blog such a long post about mui suan and tingyun and i don't really think that stella is entirely correct in putting all the blame on them... i suppose. it takes two hands to clap right? trying to be neutral, i am sitting on the fence and just hoping that they'll reconcile and that will be the end of the whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lots more of course. except its quite personal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i actually went BLOGSKIN SHOPPING!!! haha. i'm browing through blogskins.com. trying to find a nice simple blogskin that i actually like... :) oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a darker note, i did something to my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel... pissed. at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeppp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and RGS B Div won SCGS. congradulations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111399215837736211?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111399215837736211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111399215837736211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111399215837736211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111399215837736211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/yknow-i-was-just-thinking-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111356935192503154</id><published>2005-04-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:47:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;belated birthday post- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all... (ahem. quote quote. michael jackson just in case you don't know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR THE PRESENTS AND THE BDAY SONGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was smiling so hard my cheeks ached and i was blushing so hard i looked like a tomato. or a cherry. or an apple. so embarassing... (in a good way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shoutouts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia- &lt;/strong&gt;thanks for the shirt. i know it ripped a hole in your pocket and i love you for giving it! and i don't mind that it was like... super late... i love you anyway! and i love the shirt of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanky and Minx- &lt;/strong&gt;still can't believe you got me a calender!!! haha i was laughing so hard when i opened the present i nearly fell off the bed. and no i didn't guess it... i thought it was one of those fiddly toys at first... its on my bedside table now ;) and i only opened your present on my bday despite the fact you gave it like two weeks early... *self control*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ying Ting and TianYu- &lt;/strong&gt;thanks a bomb for the voucher!!! :D movie tickets just went up fifty cents and a dollar so... ahem. your voucher will be put to good use!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jing Wei- &lt;/strong&gt;an angel with BLACK hair... haha. so it was fragile... i thought that it was just a joke or something... it spent the night with our om props and then i brought it home. yes, it didn't break. yes, i like it. and yes, i am thanking you... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xin mei- &lt;/strong&gt;thanks for your rabbit thing!!! did you give it to olivia too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia- &lt;/strong&gt;you gave me a DUCK. i still cannot believe that... haha... its soooo lame!!! :) but i like it anyway... :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Der, Heather, Hui Min-&lt;/strong&gt; your dog was CUTE!!! I named it doggy two. you'll find out soon why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chin Yun, Ting Yun, Hui Wei- &lt;/strong&gt;I love it!!! The squash pple were like... so cute so cute on the bus and i was closing my eyes cus i didn't want to see it yet... :D and i named it Doggy One!!! (don't roll your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chen Xi, Woonsies-&lt;/strong&gt; Chen Xi, your present was dots. that is all i can say.... haha... and i named the dog DOGGY THREE!!! YAY!!! and don't roll your eyes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Qi, Zhi Ying, Serene-&lt;/strong&gt; THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ROSE AND THE BUMBLE BEE!!! at least i think its a bumbleee beee!!! and i didn't know you could bend the rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feaces- &lt;/strong&gt;i love you feaces. there's nothing more for me to say... THANKS A LOT FOR THE ROSE AND THE TALKING TEDDY BEAR AND THE LAME JOKES AND YOUR CORNY JOKES AND YOUR DOTTY JOKES... *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Fang- &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks for the teddy bear thing!!! I named it teddy. no surprises why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Squash Juniors- &lt;/strong&gt;i know i don't really know you guys well but THANK YOU SO MUCH for that expensive bear!!!! :D So... Squash on!!! (pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel, Charlene, Fransisca, Cynnie- &lt;/strong&gt;I named the elephant ellie. again, guess why... :D THANKS ALOT!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhou Ang- &lt;/strong&gt;THANKS FOR THE PHOTO FRAME!! i'm gonna download the class pic and print it and put it there... currently its on my bedside table hibernating... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anon- &lt;/strong&gt;i have no idea who you are... i tried asking around who left the present on my table but well... no one saw you... thanks anyway for the glass figurine. :) you should leave presents signed!!! haha!!! *a hug to you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vinette- &lt;/span&gt;Vinette darhling!!! i named the teddy bear teddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel, my dahling brother- &lt;/strong&gt;its apt that you got me books!!! Thanks for the garfield comic and the short story... :D i really appreciate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy and Mommy- &lt;/strong&gt;money is the way to a woman's heart. I LOVE YOU!!! oh yes. and thanks for the cake!!! walnut cheesecake... positively sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thus concludes my birthday post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a final note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being fourteen feels old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being fourteen makes me feel short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being fourteen is well... not very different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i really really really like to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank all of you for giving me the like best birthday in ages!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. if i forgot anyone, tag on the board ok&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;em&gt; Sorry about that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111356935192503154?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111356935192503154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111356935192503154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111356935192503154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111356935192503154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/belated-birthday-post-i-love-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111270693181320373</id><published>2005-04-05T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:31:35.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Anon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm i shall try and take it that you're tone is decidedly sceptical without malice and your reply to my blog is just you trying to vent your... curiousity and dubiousness. I shall also take it that you're not trying to... belittle us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i could tell you who those coaches are, except that i presume you're from squash. so that means by telling you, it might just happen to be your coach. which is quite malu for both of us. so i shall not tell you the exact school. rest assured, i didn't lie, i might have exaggerated, but not grossly so. (I know for sure that one coach said that we should be second.) and yes, just if you're wondering, its from word of mouth. so i can't garauntee that. but at the very least, my coach did say we could have done much much better. In case you're wondering, a few other coaches did comment that we could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by underlining 'admitted', i can either take it that- you think that should have openly said it, or you're quoting from me, or well, you could have meant something else. if you are being decidedly picky about my choice of words, i apologise, and you can erase the word 'admitted' from your memory cells and replace it with 'said'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i'm not trying to be too complacent or arrogant about our team's abilities, but the fact is, we could have done better. our performance throughout the whole tournament could have been greatly... improved. while we did try our best, most of us just did not perform. i'm not trying to say that for sure, a hundred percent, we are second, that is just a statement based on my own opinion as well as coach and a few other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you disagree, you are, of course, entirely entitled to your opinion as i am entitled to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you're still... well not too happy with my post- i have made some ammendments to make it more... objective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know, we could have done so much better. coach told us that some of the coaches were quite surprised by our performance. I know that at least one coach thinks that we could have gotten second. We're supposed to get second. even the other school's coaches said that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is quite saddening how that dream can just slip through our fingers like running tap water... all due to lack of performance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viola. problem ammended. if there are still any discrapencies, you should just put down your name and i'll personally email you to correct it, if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(oh yes. if you're the same anon that tagged on chen xi's blog. well. then i can't say i think you're an innocent victim that just unfortunately got caught by my paranoia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think that chen xi is entitled to her own emotions and the way she controls it is ultimately up to her and while i do concede that crying in the middle of a match is not exactly very practical, it is up to her whether or not she cries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also. loserfied or whatever you typed is not exactly being very fair to chen xi. if i were you, i'll watch my language. does crying make you a loser? come on man, everyone cries. its normal. in fact, i read somewhere, one reason why girls live longer than boys is because we cry. it allows you to let go of your emotions. so i think its really rude of you to call chen xi loserfied just because she cried. have you ever considered the fact that maybe she cried because her performance was just not up to her expectations? or maybe because of pressure? but then again, you may not know that... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes. and crying in the middle of a match does&lt;/strong&gt; not &lt;strong&gt;mean that he or she has given up. that's just generalising and a blind assumption- unsubstantiated and without proper reasoning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while you could have just been saying that in a light chiding tone, meaning no harm whatsoever and just giving your... opinion, you should at least rephrase your words. something like...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think that you should not cry in the middle of matches... it may seem like you have given up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or something close to that lines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes. and about what zhiying says.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you have something to say, just say it. boldly. with your name on. like this, you're just cowering behing the computer screen. )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111270693181320373?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111270693181320373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111270693181320373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111270693181320373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111270693181320373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-anon-erm-i-shall-try-and-take-it.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111250930222163094</id><published>2005-04-03T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:21:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sad. very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how disappointing it is to end up with something that falls so short of expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is even irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two places lower than what we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach is sad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, we could have done so much better. coach told us that almost ALL the coaches was asking why we couldn't perform. he said that they said that we are actually, the second best squash team C div in singapore, after SCGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to get second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the other school's coaches admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a positive note, my birthday is coming. two days more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111250930222163094?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111250930222163094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111250930222163094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111250930222163094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111250930222163094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111181025757760531</id><published>2005-03-26T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T12:10:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;More Updates:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAP- Creative Arts Programme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really really happy. I thought I didn't get in because I only submitted one copy of my portfolio and no one asked me to photocopy it- you need three actually- so I had totally given up hope and then Mr. Tan smsed me at ten at night to tell me I was going to CAP. I was so happy I was quite stunned. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed my portfolio. In three weeks. It was quite ambitious really, I don't usually write stories like that. I wrote about a dog who saw in black and white, a girl who meets a strange woman, a doctor who regrets the repurcussions of the Singapore education system, a gun-weilding monkey, a six-year old girl and a teenager who erradicates the root of her problem. I also wrote a few draftless stories: a schizo lizard and a girl with strange dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the monkey one the best. Haha. It was very fun to write. There was a lot of mistakes though. Had to sort that out. Zhi Ying liked the girl one and my brother liked the dog one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who else got in- I think i'll feel very lost if i were the only Nanyang Girl there, but I know that two people from GEP got in. One from each class. I think there will be a few more people going from NY, we can't be the only three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall enjoy CAP. My brother says its really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe I got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Match with Fairfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won. Yes! Chen Xi's blog is like super detailed already so I shall not go into the little details. Go read hers if you want to find out. (Haha hers says go read Adele's so... yeah.) Anyways, we played pretty okay. Okay so maybe not. We played pretty badly I feel. Chin  Yun was nervous. Brensies was nervous (don't be nervous ok?) Nat played well. Exception. I played pretty badly. Chen Xi... let's not talk about Chen Xi. Totally disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach thinks we played badly because of the pressure. Fairfield was supposed to be easy to beat except that this year they are quite good and well, yes. The pressure was on us to beat them. Quite scary the way coach said it. "Even if you have to die to get the ball blah blah blah." I mean... die... and Chin Yun was very nervous. She could have won Agnas. Agnas is not that good actually. Brenda put up a good fight, but she was not in the game. (Sorry Brensies but its true.) My opponent wasn't very good. Third set I started to relax and lost four consecutive points. Coach was super pissed. Everyone was laughing can you believe it? And someone did mention that I was a smiling idiot. Shall not elaborate. It made me quite angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Xi ah, what happened to you ah? You like suddenly totally broke down, super scary. Chen Xi just started to cry in the middle of Chin Yun's match and I was like why are you crying and everything. And then, she cooled down. And then, Chin Yun came out and started to cry. And then Chen started to cry. And then Brenda came out and cried. And then Chen Xi cooled down. And then, during Chen Xi's match, she started to cry. And then, when I saw Chen Xi play so badly, and everyone was so worried, I nearly cried. After the whole game, Hui Qi cried because she was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are out there, reading this, and thinking that we are all just a bunch of cry-babies, well, we're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blame it on pressure. Pressure... makes squashers squashed. Okay that was lame but well, quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Training&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscle ache has now reached new heights. Suffice to say that swinging a racket is inconcievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy. Lols. And thanks to everyone who tagged!!! I was so touched I was smiling and smiling and smiling and smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111181025757760531?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111181025757760531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111181025757760531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111181025757760531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111181025757760531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-updates-in-no-particular-order.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111149620710448317</id><published>2005-03-22T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:57:16.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updates on my life: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm going to quit french. finally.&lt;br /&gt;-we lost to SCGS. no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emotions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- relieved. i'm quitting french. quite happy actually. liberated. more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;-sad. i think i could have played better. relieved- could have played worse. somewhat indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;-no thanks to chen xi of course, and thanks to chen xi at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolutions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-use extra time to train. hard.&lt;br /&gt;-learn from mistakes. listen to chen xi.&lt;br /&gt;-listen to chen xi. same applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaboration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting in order of occurence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Match with SCGS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mao shi hui was on the team. quite funny actually. chen's match was sad though. the other's were like pro so well cannot be helped la. my match... i played pretty well but i could have played better and i could have put up a harder fight. 3-1 to Hannah's favour, of which last match 9-7. most game score's very close. and i DISAGREE the referee. will not be sore loser and start complaining. shall take it in my stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lesson learnt: don't get too nervous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quitting French&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. i wanted to quit last year... i mean... last year was really stressful but this year is worse. and i was weighing my pros and cons. i see no reason why i should continue. i don't really love french, like teng. i'm not exceptionally good at it; i scrape my A1s. i don't want to be a linguist. i don't want to be a journalist. i don't want to study in france. i don't want to migrate to france. i am very busy. i miss trainings. i don't come for many lessons anyway. i'm sick of taking french. so i quit. there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lesson learnt: why did i even take it in the first place?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling depressed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a lot to blog about. feeling quite er as mentioned above, depressed. chen xi was being super frank with me on MSN. she was like rattling off my weaknesses. like for example, i don't hit hard enough. i can hit harder etc. felt quite sad, quite enlightened. so i know my weaknesses, she has yet to tell me my strengths, and i can improve!!! I WILL HIT HARDER/DEEPER!!! and what's more, I WILL TRAIN HARDER!!! I WILL!!! and this time, noelle, i will do it. when it comes to training, i'm commited. not to changing blog skins. the harsh reality of life. oh yes and i just found out today i have a lot of weaknesses. :) so yes. i will work on them, starting in order of importance. i shall conquer them! there's some weird julius ceaser quote, i came i saw i conquered or something like that. so yes. Vindi Vedi Veci or something along that lines. except those are all wrong la. its quite good you know, having someone sit down with you to tell you of your weaknesses. its as mentioned above, enlightening. helps you improve your game. because honestly, i can't tell when i'm playing. and i also have a few bad habits. like ignoring balls that are stroke or let and just hitting them anyway. sigh. will try harder to spot these balls. will try harder to improve. will try harder to win. will try harder to squash. ok lame. and after she said all that, felt pretty depressed. i suddenly feel... squashed. haha. no pun intended. like no confidence le. haha. i will still try my very very best for our match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Learnt: Listen to Chen Xi.Bug her for advice- often.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Match with Farfield M.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a few pro players this year. so i heard. will try best to beat them. we must beat them. sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm writing a bloody report. haha. officially the most organised entry i've ever done. one of the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111149620710448317?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111149620710448317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111149620710448317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111149620710448317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111149620710448317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/03/updates-on-my-life-im-going-to-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111115576079270716</id><published>2005-03-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T22:22:40.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear, i will, i will, I WILL, change my blog skin! I will not, will not, WILL NOT procrastinate and chuck it aside and forget about it and leave it for some poor person to do. I will do it. hmph. even if i have to do it during er lunch or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this skin- its simple you know, and its so easy to change the template, its effective but i suppose its time to change a new skin. or at least change the pic. i'm tired of seeing this ang mo girl. haha. maybe i should change it to er scenery or something. i know alicia has a pic of her favourite artists but i hardly think i'll do that, and well maybe i'll stick to something conventional. (i love you zying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finished my history assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even bloody remember what i have to do!!! haha. but oh well. i shall check my diary later i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. so anything significant happened today? hmn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEN XI IS UNDER 15 PLATES CHAMP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO CHEN XI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't sprain my ankle. then i wouldn't have walked over and then who knows... even now, it's still a little swollen and my dad still advices me not to play until it completely heals without a swell or pain. goodness knows how long that will take. until then, i shall suffer from squash deprivation and squash withdrawal symdrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda reminds me of that american idol advertisement... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my ankle is getting loads better and i can walk normally now!!! except that the ankle guard practically stifles my foot, from blood. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and i just found out that day i am flat-footed or so the shop guy claims. does that explain why i always get pins and needles? does anyone know if being flat-footed will er affect anything like you running? in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my brother. he was like, flat footed is when your foot is flat. i was like, roll eyes. and then he was like might affect you running. i felt like going DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i shall blame my lack of speed on my foot. haha... sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111115576079270716?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111115576079270716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111115576079270716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111115576079270716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111115576079270716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-swear-i-will-i-will-i-will-change-my.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111076227284490570</id><published>2005-03-14T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T09:04:32.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so bloody mad i feel like cursing. except that of course if my mum ever stumbles on this blog she'll kill me la so i shall refrain from using too obscene language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sprained my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!! how could i? i should have been more careful. this puts my whole... training thing on whole. i have to rest my foot i don't think i can go on court until wednesday or thursday. sighhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even walk. my dad's gonna bring me to see a chinese doctor and he'll get me crutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am walking over my match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my foot is swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it heals soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and YO Zeslene!!! haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes ah chen. i will rest. i need to rest. i must rest. I MUST RECOVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is fear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is faith in reverse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is faith?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith is fear in reverse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words from a wise person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111076227284490570?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111076227284490570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111076227284490570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111076227284490570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111076227284490570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-so-bloody-mad-i-feel-like-cursing.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-111070085808919958</id><published>2005-03-13T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:00:58.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lots of stuff write about! shall only blame my busy schedule and my inability to somehow pull myself to blog. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp's over and YES! GO 204!!! YES! i can't believe we got best class again! and in the beginning of the camp at costa richa or whatever i thought that we were all screwed and that there was no absolute way we could get it. after all, i think that the instructor dude was really pissed at us, is his name Glen? i think so. anyways, some pple complained that he was being biased, which he was actually, but that being beside the point, he gave us this huge speech about how the result doesn't count blahblahblah. so i thought we would never get it. after all, that was really like sore-loserish attitude. :( and then we were like ok, no way we can win, but nvm, can still try. so we did. we cheered and cheered and all that team-building games, that was pretty fun actually. and than Xuan told us that our class actually stood a chance because alot of the other instructors were really impressed with us. so anyways, i thought she was just pulling our leg but well we passed a message to the rest to tell them what she said and that really motivated us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they announced that we won, i stood up and screamed and we started like hugging each other and screaming. some people even cried. i was so damn happy i think that could go down under one of the best memories i ever had- standing right there, at that moment, in that spot, with my class, at that place... haha. and then we got up and we were all super happy and we were like singing that westlife song even though i don't like westlife and we had a class hug :) i think i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO 204!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all the other classes hate us though. do you? i mean... no one was like really cheering for us when glen announced that we won... it was like rather silent. i think only our class was cheering and well the whole environment aside from our class was subdued. i don't know... its quite saddening really, alot of us were talking about it. are we that loathful? after all, i don't know, i try my best to be like diplomatic and well of course i prefer my class to the rest but then thats like natural. and we're not ego.... right? i need insight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad sorethroat but i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and 104 won best class too!!! yeah!!! its the four tradition!!! 104'04, 204'04, 104'05, 204'05... haha!!! :D oh and congrads 208 your dance was really cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and always 204er!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-111070085808919958?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/111070085808919958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=111070085808919958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111070085808919958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/111070085808919958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-lots-of-stuff-write-about-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110946401564803858</id><published>2005-02-27T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T08:26:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i haven't blogged in ages. really very long... something like two three weeks? but i have been so damn busy i really hadn't had time, unless i did it during IT lessons la which wouldn't work either cus i still haven't finished assignment two. which is already due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days are passing by in a blur. the routine is always the same. i feel like my life is now revolving around two things: studying and cca. studying and cca. studying and cca. haha. the squash tournaments are coming soon, i'm damn worried, shan't think about it, and well, we just had like what? four tests this week? and geog quiz plus french petite test next week too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we've all been training hard, all the squash people i mean. and in whatever free time i can salvage, i train on my own too... sighh... i don't know if we can beat SCGS. i think we'll be thrashed. they have some really good players who've been playing squash for like years, i heard there's two of them... and MGS... i dunno about mgs... but they got first for C Div last year. Shan't think about RGS too. (yo yu wen) we're supposed to go there, put up a good fight, play our best, and even if we lose it doesn't matter... except i don't think i can play my best on that day. i'm scared that i'll be scared- geddit? so it's like fear of fear.... haha. what's the long word for it again? something phobia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 76 for chinese. disappointed. i could have gotten higher. i mean, i studied for it... and since my pathetic chinese foundation calls for low expectations, i wanted to get above 80. at the very least. i could've gotten those stupid sentence stuffy right. my parents were quite pleased though. see what faith they have in my chinese ability? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my other subjects were kinda screwed. i forgot to quote in history. can you believe it? i feel like slapping myself... urg! and science... well the vesectomy thing? haha. i thought it was a MAJOR operation... i mean anything that involves cutting of organs is major to me. stitching is minor. opening up your body is major... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling very tired last week. i had like an average of five plus hours of sleep every night and i'm one of those people who needs at least eight hours of sleep. haha. so i was pretty exhausted. i fell asleep twice in class, that's a first for me, and i was yawning throughout the day. shall blame it on singapore's education system. hmph. my dad had to chase me to bed, quite literally. haha. lol amandy, i'll er become my usual er durecell bunny self after the weekend. i hope. or after monday at least. i'll be rejuvinated at the prospect of slacking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo ivan. haha i remember you. how the heck did you get my blog? nvm, shan't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amandy, i have no idea who nicholas is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok short blog... will blog more often. i shall make it a point to do so!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110946401564803858?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110946401564803858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110946401564803858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110946401564803858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110946401564803858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/02/ok-so-i-havent-blogged-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110743501228300201</id><published>2005-02-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:50:12.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i sprained my wrist and i'm wearing this old wilson arm band now that has this red coloured logo thing that is also covered wtih splotches of stains from you know the usuals- spilt soup or maybe laksa or even sweat!!!! its kinda reddish you see, the stains. yep. and its tight, so tts good. sighh i don't even know how i sprained it lor. i dont think its sprained i probably just you know pulled my muscle i think. and i have squash tomrrow. you think i can play with my left hand?! erg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran today! yes! i ran!!! i ran i ran i ran! with der. noelle was supposed to go but well she didn't bring her pe t. and we ran four rounds so i feel accomplished. i actually managed to keep up! and it was less tiring that tuesday even though we ran one more round. and i found out that when i run i breathe through my mouth so i pant. hahas. yay! saw a few squashy pple but that's about it. and the tennis girls i think. but then again, i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole afternoon in school with some other pple working in the class room to improve our deco. i think it looks good. or at least i hope so cus we kinda put in alot of effort and we worked really hard to stick to the theme. you know, egg carton dragons and stuff! i really think the dragon and the chicken is really cool. haha. i ran about the school with der borrowing chickens from newspapers to stick on the window panes. i'm trying not to think about the cleaning up. but we stayed until pretty late and some of us got hyper and a little weird and stuff but it was quite cool. the music was on and we were like bonding and even if we were motivated by the common goal- going home haha- we had fun... i think. its weird how much effort i put in to scrub the counters while at home i just don't bother. so its kinda opposite frm what the tchers say you know about treating the school like your home etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. and i dont really get why we need to research on Eddy Grant's Gimme Hope Joanna. so yep. i printed the notes i shall attempt rather pitifully to assimilate them tomorrow when i reach school bleary eyed. but whatever. hahas. i mean, its compre right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy- except my hand still aches and i am seriously doubting my ability to swing a 110g squash racket. yep. see how pathetic it is? and whats worse, this is the first time i sprained/twisted my anything, except for this once when i twisted my muscle. yep. and i don't have osteoporosis or whatever. i mean, i drink milk!!! haha ok i shall stop being lame and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i decided that eternalise shall represent me trying to eternalise my last few moments of liberation. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110743501228300201?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110743501228300201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110743501228300201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110743501228300201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110743501228300201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-think-i-sprained-my-wrist-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110726167313877020</id><published>2005-02-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:41:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;reflective-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling exceptionally reflective today haha which is why i decided that i should blog as an outlet of my er inner most thoughts and feelings. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok so maybe not so reflective. i am currently listening to kelly clarkson, (it's on launch), chatting on msn, trying to study for tomorrow's petite test and er concentrating. yep. its hard you know, multi-tasking. very different from listening and closing eyes. but i really really don't feel like studying so i must have some form of incentive to probe me into er harnessing my inner-strength to studyyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand bits of it. i tried to ask jing wei (why didn't u answer your hp?) but well. and so i shall have to hope and pray it doesn't come up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why i feel so reflective today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that the one word i can use to describe my last year at NYPS is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember rushing up and down the stairs, working at the fun corner ('fun') finding teachers after teachers and well missing the catching thing every recess. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised another of my negative points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can get super grumpy and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always prided myself on being a person with the ability to well keep my temper down and hide my emotions pretty well but you know after the blood type thing it kinda made me think. when i get angry i can get really super angry and i'll flare up and i'll blow up and i'll you know explode. and i start to yell. really yell. either that or my voice drops in decibels severely. all this is recorded based on past experience with my sis because well i always lose my temper around her. most of the rest of the time i'm a pretty calm  person i hope. i can hide my emo well. and so well thinking about this i came up with a new new year resolution, just before chinese new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall try not to get angry so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised i cannot go back to NYP during CNY because i am too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Third Lang&lt;br /&gt;Tues: NYE, too late to go to NYP and even then, i have TUTION can you believe it? i shall blame it the singapore education system. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: i have a meeting with a friend that i cannot miss. and i really need to practice squash or else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can try and comfort myself- i did go back in november last year with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i feel totally stressed at the moment. i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-study for french&lt;br /&gt;-finish art&lt;br /&gt;-finish chinese compo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think that works as an excuse? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i decided that i am no longer liberated because tomorrow marks the first test of the year 2005 and hence, i am now eternalising er facts. yep. or the last few seconds of freedom. or love or something mushy mushy and cliche and er lofty. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i decided that i don't like Eamon, whoever the heck he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110726167313877020?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110726167313877020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110726167313877020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110726167313877020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110726167313877020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/02/reflective-i-am-feeling-exceptionally.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110705977588888967</id><published>2005-01-30T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T12:36:15.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!! long time no blog, to put it frankly. haha. i don't really have the time now, especially since school started and i have so many deadlines to meet and tuiton and third lang and an unexpandable sleeping time.  so i shall blog now or i'll never do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from church. tried to go to popular to find the biology for o level book but i couldn't find it. all i could find was this whole shelf of biology for o's books that i got so confused i just gave up. i'll go to the popular at school instead. then i went to the library (library at orchard) and borrowed three books! i borrowed two jeffery archer books, he's pretty famous and not so bad really. haha. and the third book is by this funny author i never heard of before. tried to get the david eddings fourth book i think for the belgarion series but i couldn't find it- as usual. no curt benjamin, terry goodkind or john grisham either. i think i'm going to have to give up and buy their books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad was really pissed yesterday cus i lost my eyemask. he was really really mad but my coach is gonna buy it for me and then my mum is going to pay him, which means i don't have to pay for it. i suppose i should, i mean i did volunteer to pay for it cus i did lose it afterall but my mum said nvm and cautioned me to be more careful in the future. yepp. so that solves the whole eye mask problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired. my hand aches a little cus its swollen. (i got hit by a racket) yep and well we had matches that day with some Nanyang poly people. the one's i played with aren't very very good and well i won all of them but i still played like shit for the first match so i was kinda depressed. and on friday, during training, i played so badly i was depressed. all grumpy and wouldn't really talk much... sigh... haha. but i think i can hit harder now. i hope so at least!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tennis after this and me and my sis are going to queensway cus she wants to buy a pair of ftp shorts. the ones she bought before were too huge- (don't ask me what made her buy L. can you believe it? she should be wearing S or XS. so the guy in the shop says.) i bought it from her and its even too large for me. so haha she wants to buy antoher pair. and we're gonna look around i dunno mayb she sees something she wants to buy. i am too broke. i am still in severe defecit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy. so liberated!!! cus i finally finished my CAP portfolio and i feel as though this huge burden has been lifted off my shoulders and i have not a care in the world!!! i dunno if i will get in, i could have done better. (i totally rushed it i only started working on it Mid Januaray.) but oh wells. if i don't get in i'll try again in well sec3. i am determined to join CAP even if it kills me and takes me years to hone my er existing errr talent, if it exists of course. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised just now that i haven't started on my props for OM despite the fact that i have been bugging all my team members to finish theirs. talk about hypocritical. except that well the due date is a week away so i suppose i still have time. i think i'm gonna ruin it though- my art skills are pathetic. absolutely abysmal. i mean, i got C for art. and the teacher was my dad's patient. my primary three tcher was my dad's patient and she kind of favoured me but sighhh that hasn't brought up my grade one iota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to watch the aviator. i really want to watch it, and constantine of course, but i need to find time! and i want to play squash with the RG girls! (hello yu wen!!!) and i want to play tennis with liang lei!!! but i really don't have time! (have i ever said that i really love Keanu Reeve's name? its really nice to pronounce. you know... kee-a-nu) so i think i'm gonna be really busy for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis wants to get on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall sign off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110705977588888967?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110705977588888967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110705977588888967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleep. about 10 h a day. otherwise i'll be grumpy. to my sister at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is not here today. she's in camp- something like setting goals and reaching for it or something as boring!!! haha. i get to use her blanket and bolster and pillow... when she goes for camp, i sleep in comfort! my bed gets so full that if i turn, i'll bang into something soft and squishy, which is a good thing... :) i need to bring a pillow for Lifeskills camp this year i think... cannot bear with the hard floor one more time. and i'm bring a new sleeping bag this year... its a lot smaller. and thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is representing the whole NYPS and mayb the other NY schools to give a checque of more than 100k to the Red Cross society. i think she'll be on TV, if they cover it, cus its quite a lot of money... 100000 dollars and above leh! so i'll watch out for her.... and my bro won some weird SPF book prize thing- $1500. erg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my CAP portfolio and i hate it. most of the essays at least, not all. i hate about half of them. the rest are ok lah. i just don't really you know like it cus i think some of them sound very fake but will have to see what Mr tan thinks about it. if he doesn't think them good enough, mayb i'll take part next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep amandas. this blog is so stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear to post at least once in three days from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have something to post that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110614183814011331?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110544650578591302</id><published>2005-01-11T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:28:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110544650578591302?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110544650578591302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110544650578591302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110544650578591302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110544650578591302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110484048788743461</id><published>2005-01-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:08:07.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. suddenly felt like blogging again, with a fifteen minutes interval from the first blog today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing wei, i honestly think that the world will end. within centuries that is. not thousands of years- human depletion of natural resources as well as our helpful pollution of the environment ensures an early end. so yep. but its beyond your time, of course. but i think that well by then, we would have found another planet that is livable enough for us to wreck. yep. but the world will come to an end. and pretty soon too.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110484048788743461?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110484048788743461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110484048788743461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110484048788743461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110484048788743461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110483917064506785</id><published>2005-01-04T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T19:46:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two days of school year 2005 has gone by. almost half the week has gone by and before i get a chance to catch my breath, i'll be in sec 3. what a scary thought- i'll be &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt;. i mean- 15? that's pratically adult. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107- you're a nice class. haha. a bit shy- and quiet, but you're still nice :) have yet to see 104 yet... spent two days with 107. whao its so tiring... and i missed so many lessons, but in a way, i guess its worth it cus i get to meet new people! lol. i'm in charge of grp 8 and yep. 1 nyps student there! heard that liang hui is in nygh so... yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash training totally sucked today. ok. its good for your fitness and stuff but my feet ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. this is going to be another short blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be doing the Elements of the Novel thing... haha... but oh well. slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110483917064506785?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110483917064506785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110483917064506785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110483917064506785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110483917064506785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2005/01/two-days-of-school-year-2005-has-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110439925166751152</id><published>2004-12-30T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T17:34:11.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it scary? one moment you seem to think that well, maybe the world is good and at least all seems peaceful and the next moment, wham, you're filled with all these articles of a massive earthquake and tsunamis. you've just finished the last bit of your turkey and you're settling down with a book and then you find out about the disaster. we heard it on the news actually, my family, on the radio in the car. never knew it was so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the world such an erratic place to live in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over 70000 people dead and the death toll is expected to rise to more than a hundred thousand. WHO members believe that the number could double due to illnesses and lack of water, mainly in Sumatra, Indonasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it sad? i was reading the articles today and i nearly cried. i was starting to sniff. seriously- my dad knows the doctor who's missing. the one who's two boys were found. i'm sure many other people are still frantic over the missing relatives or friends, others mourning over the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the world such an awful place to be in sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in terms of deaths, 911 and SARS didn't even touch the tip of the iceberg this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, people are pledging their help. somehow, i wish i could do more. me and my sis are going to wreck through the house looking for clothes we outgrew. my mum's donating money and we're going to pass it all to Aunty PG, my mum's friend, who will send it to the Indonasian Embassy. The next time i see a tin can for donations, i'll donate 50 bucks. if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, something that i learnt in this disaster, that is so cliche but somehow, you just need a disaster for you to understand? life is precious and anything can happen. in australia, we drove so fast, now my dad's regretting it. it's the same concept really. what if something had happened then? you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the world such an unpredictable place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all who have somehow suffered losses in this disaster-- there's nothing more i can do but to pray isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110439925166751152?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110439925166751152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110439925166751152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110439925166751152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110439925166751152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-so-freaked-out.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110428552577072653</id><published>2004-12-29T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T09:58:45.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a sore throat and i missed so many things. haha. i missed the psgl meeting that day so amandas had to get me all the info and stuff- sorry and thank you amandy! i missed the friendlies with the sp people cus i couldn't go and well... you get the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and i cut my hair and i don't like it. my mum says its my fault cus i am really really sick of tying up my hair- and i'm not good at it anyway- so yep. sighhh it will grow though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon and i don't know whether i'm happy or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently, alicia and her friend chyi hui is sitting beside me staring over my shoulder and making stupid and LAME comments. its hard to type when they're trying to distract you and laugh into your face and delete what you type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is going to be very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, have a happy new year?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, and i think i'm relaxing zying! hahhhhaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110428552577072653?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110428552577072653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110428552577072653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110428552577072653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110428552577072653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-had-sore-throat-and-i-missed-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110386894304045569</id><published>2004-12-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T14:25:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so pissed now. as in very very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zying just told me, by tagging on the tagboard, that there was something very weird going on on our class blog. so i thought she just meant that someone changed the layout or something so i was like, okay, whatever, let's go check it out. and then i went, and the first thing that i realised was that the layout was the same and i'd read the last entry already. so anyways, i was about to leave when i saw that the first tag on the tag board was my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is so freaking wrong since i haven't tagged on the board since goodness knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i read the two tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"omg... k u guys change the layout n out some music? it's so 1-toot-2 dull! i am suffering tt ppl frm nygh said tt our class blog sux! pls get mi out of this bloody class. will u?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pls update the entries weekly ok. no entry makes this blog dead. if not willingly not havin a blog better than being laughed by others. get it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my first reaction was to laugh. i mean, come on. do i EVER speak like that? i mean, who ever was impersonating me... well, let's just say that that person did a damn bad job because i never ever speak or write like that. NEVER. its beyond my principals to speak in broken english and using so many short forms- and vulgarities i may like to add. (ok that's quite hypocritical, i do curse but i never use words like TOOT for example.) can someone name me ANY incident where i used words like 'ppl' (i always use pple but even then, hardly ever), 'mi'? i don't phrase my language like 'no entry makes this blog dead' and i definately would NEVER do something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whoever you are, trying to you know, use me to RELEASE YOUR THOUGHTS OR FEELINGS OR WHATEVER, you're doing a very bad job. you've quite obviously written it the way YOU would phrase it and not the way I would. so its VERY OBVIOUS that that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whatever. just get lost okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if you have any problems about 104 class blog than well, tell it to us honestly and frankly, using your REAL NAME if you dare. other wise, it just shows that you are a COWARD that has to hide behind SOMEONE ELSE to say what you think. you don't even DARE TO USE YOUR OWN NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erg. i'm really angry now... ("we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merr..." is that irony or what?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and just for the record, i think the blog's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's bad english, you-who-is-hiding-behind-my-name. i try not to speak broken english or singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you obviously didn't make an effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110386894304045569?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110386894304045569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110386894304045569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110386894304045569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110386894304045569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-so-pissed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110377022965937808</id><published>2004-12-23T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T10:50:29.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am soooo blooody mad. okay not really but almost. i got into trouble yesterday with my parents. i didn't remind my sister to wash her lenses, which is my DAILY JOB. i wonder why i don't get paid for it. anyways, my sis forgot to wash her lenses- i washed my own of course- and then, cus our tution teacher cancelled tution, we went to Yio Chu Kang to play squash. very last minute thing, i had to search through the buying guide to get the number, but i couldn't find it, it was not in the business guide too, so in the end, i searched the INTERNET. can you believe it? the site was like 'squash courts around asia' or something like that. (if you need it u can sms me!) and then, after two hours of tiring play, we checked our hp, and found out that my mum had smsed me like ten times. my sis had tuiton in- five minutes- we panicked like siao rushed to the mrt and rushed to tll. my sis was late, my mum was mad, and i had to go home to face the wrath of two furious parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, my dad had gone back to work and my mum cooled off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all was well, except that i'm banned from leaving the house for two days. haha. but my parents aren't very good at enforcing punishments- i'm going out for lunch with my friend and her mother, but i can't go for squash training today- so can someone pls help me tell coach? thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110377022965937808?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110377022965937808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110377022965937808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110377022965937808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110377022965937808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-soooo-blooody-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110363754327967768</id><published>2004-12-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:59:03.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised that i haven't blogged for a looong time. so i decided too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am lying in bed listening to perfect 10 and doing nothing else. except that i switched off the light. i was thinking about it- is it normal to do that? switch off the light? for a second i thought maybe i was a little strange you know, not as in a joking strange, but as in a brooding strange, but well, after that, common sense set in and i realised i was probably over reacting. probably too bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming. yay... i actually don't feel very super happy... somewhat indifferent actually, though i suppose presents would help me change tt... *wink* my maid set up the christmas tree and i've started putting presents under the tree. my sis too. yep. its quite bare actually, my bro and my parents haven't put anything yet. except my mum la. but oh well. so much for the christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's gonna start soon. the mere thought makes me shudder. so i shall skip this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to orcahrd today with my sister to watch a movie- National Treasure. it was quite good actually, pretty exciting, if slightly cliche. but it really wasn't too bad. had fun. met this guy from my tuition, he said hi to me over the escalator, he was with a friend- i just couldn't remember who he was. after a few seconds, probably seeing my expression or somethin he just told me who he was. erg. i feel so embarrassed. Vi- why can't you come? anyway- get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had squash training on monday- optional. was ok, except tt i saw my coach there. was so freakin rusty... took me about an hour to warm up. haha. chen xi and i was laughing and laughing at coach's pathetic chinese. it really was quite amusing. he said 'zhou4 ni3' like an english- or indian i suppose- word. worse than me tts for sure- i feel better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmnn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, noelle, do shut up about the bloggin thing okay? thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone else:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110363754327967768?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110363754327967768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110363754327967768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110363754327967768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110363754327967768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-realised-that-i-havent-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110307234118004869</id><published>2004-12-15T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T08:18:36.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm baaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! (i think) after ten days i am finally back in singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia was pretty fun. its summer there, but early summer and boy was the weather horrible! on the first few days it was nice and cool, about 23 degrees but after that, the temperature just escalated and yesterday it was a whooping 39 degrees- easy for the australians to bear but not for me! nearly died. broiled to death like a lobster. adele the amazing broiled lobster- whoopeedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what i did for the last 10 days- also going to serve as a recap for me since i didn't write down any logs or something. (my mum was pissed about tt)  so these are the main attractions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1- arrived at perth. nice cool weather. went to phillips chase, which is in downtown area. also probably the biggest shopping centre around perth. had a total of 30 minutes to shop before closing time, which was at 5. (stupid rule) yep. managed to run to the changing room and a few shops before we were chased out. went for dinner with my daddy's friends- the family we went with and my dad's colleague's husband. had a sudden inexplicable urge to drink milk. resulted in a few trips to various convenience stalls before i found a shop selling milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2- fremantle. a huge market that opens only on saturday, sunday and monday, but with the most shops on sunday. went to look around. bought soap, nice herbal organic soap, plenty of it, for quite cheap really, as compared to singapore. bought some vintage cheese to go with wine, chocolates with sweet fillings and mangoes! mangoes are sooo sweet there. and cheap. for $0.99, you can get one mango. you can't get that in singapore. after walking about alot in the town of fremantle, went back to the hotel, and got ready for dinner, which was at mathilda bay restaurant. very expensive restaurant, but it was hospital funded. (the purpose of this whole trip was for my dad to go for some weird lecture on 1 day. the other days we extended, but kk funded one dinner, doctors plus family) so like half the restaurant was kk doctors and their family. it was good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3- drive to Albany.&lt;br /&gt;didn't really do anything else. did make a few stops... at the cherry farm. it was really good, and i am not being sarcastic. but there were loads of flies though. damn irritating. after tt, we just went to a nice italian restaurant before we plonked into bed. verrry tired. went shopping at the Albany town too. its really really tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4- denmark&lt;br /&gt;we stopped at the lavender farm and the berry farm. loads of flies again... we did alot of stops at wineries. my dad is a big wine drinker and so is his friend so yea. haha. also went to this port hole thing beautiful scenery. it was gorgeous! we stood on some rocks to enjoy the view... i wish i could stay there. revised all our geography stuff as i tried to understand all about it. it involves water shooting out of the sea. its really really pretty. we took alot of pictures there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5- pemberton&lt;br /&gt;the drive started with us going to the alpacca farm. loads of flies and lots of animals. we fed them by hand: kangeroos, lamps, alpaccas, cows, emus etc. erg. you won't believe how licky they are. my hand was covered with a layer of saliva when we were finished and my mum was passing around wet tissues. we drove on and stopped at a few wineries again before going to warpole, where we went to tree top walk in the valley of the giants. it was really fun. the walk is about 40m above the forest ground and as you walked you could stare at the grounds and the tree crowns and touch the branches of the trees. after that, we went to the ancient empire to look about, ran through tree holes and climbed up fallen brunches. had the worse chinese food possible that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 6- margerat river&lt;br /&gt;drove to margerat river. made some rather small, insignificant stops along the way. also partly because i forgot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 7- margerat river&lt;br /&gt;morning: went to browse in the city. pretty big. after that, we drove to a few wineries, which was the whole purposed of our trip to the river. bored to death, went for a nice lunch at a winery and stopped at the chocolate factory. BOUGHT CHOCOLATE! yay! we retired early in the hotel- day 8 would be very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 8- Perth&lt;br /&gt;we went to the cheese farm. tried some cheese, liked the chilli one alot. after that, more wineries, and we went to the olive farm. its delicious: have you ever tried bread dipped in olive oil and splattered with some dukkah? in the afternoon, we said byebye to one of my dad's friends (there were three families) and visited more wineries before driving to Perth. its a four hour drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 9- Fremantle&lt;br /&gt;Due to popular demand, we all went to fremantle again. this time, we bought more things. i bought a hat! its huge and its blue and its stripy. this makes the second hat i bought on the trip but sshhh don't tell my mum i think she forgot about the first one. bought more mangoes, which was the purpose of our visit there. again, very very delicious. we went to the mango stall near closing time and it was like three for two bucks. bought a shirt for my bro; it goes something like i take no shit, i give no shit, i'm not in the shit buisness. haha. the cat there is really cute. like a gangster cat... my dad bought his fridge magnet, we purchased part of our dinner (lobster: $17 a kilo, really cheap too) bought some bags, and basically roamed around, buying little little stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 10- perth&lt;br /&gt;today was the day that i blew my spending allowance all at once. yeps. we went shopping this day to finish off our holiday and i somehow managed to buy more things on this very day than i did in the whole trip. my mum paid for it and threatened to count that as a christmas present but thankfully i think she's joiking. at least i hope so. we went to a shopping centre and bought loads of stuff resulting in a few heavy bags which my mum thrust into my arms saying that i had to hold it cus most of the stuff were already mine. bought a few things i had been waiting to get for some time: a bag for tuition and more importantly, my wallet! yay! its rather big though. and i din't manage to find a school bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 11- return to singapore&lt;br /&gt;day 10's activities led to 40kg MORE on our luggage compared to when we first arrived at perth. airplane delayed by an hour and we returned to singapore only at 10 plus at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, all unfortunate people who smsed me in the last few days: Noelle, Minx etc. you will be charged 30 cents i think per sms. sorry about that but i did tell you guys that i was goin to holiday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't think that starhub or whateva made a mistake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110307234118004869?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110307234118004869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110307234118004869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110307234118004869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110307234118004869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-baaack-yay-i-think-after-ten-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110214900020720066</id><published>2004-12-04T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T16:43:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is adele's squash mate helping her to update her blog...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right... adele is currently in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;australia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; if not she will most probably be on the plane to australia... haha =D and she will spend around one week or so in &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... so for the time being she will not be able to blog nor tag... so this blog will be dead for around one week or so... and adele will return on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th/15th dec 2004...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok... i'm getting lamer now... haha =D writing in this kinda monotonous tone... haha =D u can still sms/call her cos her phone has auto roaming... but try not to cos this will cost a bomb for both u and her... e.g. one sms costs around $0.40 which is like 8 times the normal price...&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so everyone take care and enjoy your holidays... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-chen"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110214900020720066?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110214900020720066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110214900020720066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110214900020720066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110214900020720066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110203148001515788</id><published>2004-12-03T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T07:51:20.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have made a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it kills me, i must improve in squash and self-train. even if i have to live with muscle ache for all my life or whatever. i must improve!!! :) so yep. especially sprinting. i'm bad at it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the squash camp thing was simply horrible. three days, two of which were 9-5, one day was 9-12, and yesterday, i went to kallang to watch chen xi play, and then ended up training with the seniors at an empty court. and in the afternoon, i went to yio chu kang to train with chen xi and taught my sis how to play! my muscles are killing me and i'm hobbling about now- not walking. i actually wanted to go for training today too, the seniors are training at kallang in the morning but i don't even want to ask  my mum. she'll say no. i haven't packed my bag yet. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash camp was pretty ok though. i think the most useful part of it was the drills. i like the drills we did on the first day- the individual ones, because it really helps to improve the strength and accuracy of your shots. the bows one is ok lah, but really, do you think that such an exact scenerio will happen in a match? i don't think so... and even then, our drives and cross courts aren't hard enough for a match. yep. but it does train your running man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the matches were a joke. i mean, come on coach. we've been training 14 hours in the last 2 days, and you expect us to play a match against each other? brenda was limping- are you ok now?- and everyone had bad muscle aches. so it was horrible. horrible. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite ok lah- definately worth going for cus i think if you don't go, you will miss out on  alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia is surprisingly good in squash. except that she is using tennis strokes. good ball sense, can move the ball around, like left right left right. only problem is she keeps hitting the ball pretty centerish for recieves and her ball is always too extreme- too right and too left, hence, it bounces of the wall instead of lending near the cracks of the wall or something. other wise, she's pretty good. haha. and oh yea, she can't use squash strokes. she's using tennis strokes and cannot hit very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving for australia tomorrow. yay! bon voyage people! for ten days- to western australia, mainly country side. have to stay at perth for a few days cus my dad has a conference thing to attend there and a dinner to go to. yep- going with my dad's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;have a happy holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110203148001515788?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110203148001515788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110203148001515788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110203148001515788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110203148001515788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-have-made-resolution.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110173052617372438</id><published>2004-11-29T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T20:15:26.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had our squash camp today. 8 hrs of squash with an hour off for lunch. my legs are aching, my muscles will ache tomorrow- that's a definite- and i have a blister. whee. i feel good. but i seriously do- i feel a bit mad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. so we stroked for like 2 hrs. down the line, precise shots and hard shots. than we did volley and drop balls. yay brenda! i'm so happy you won that adele person- from mgs- haha. i'm still a bit disappointed that chen xi didn't win. i think she could have won if the person is lousier than that adele person. haha. yay serene too! good luck tomorrow ok- must jia you and try and win lor. than you can enter the quarter finals. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow must go again i dont know whether to feel happy or sad. haha. the basketball game today was so useless lor everyone was like so unenthu only a few people like really really play. i was like walking about doing nothing- i mean, bball after lunch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're playing tennis tomorrow! whoo! i can't wait man- i haven't played tennis for three weeks straight- it keeps raining. so irritating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is coming back from sarawak tomorrow. i can't sleep with 2 bolsters, 1 cusion and 1 pillow anymore. sigh. anyways, everytime i wake up the bolsters are always always on the floor. i think i kicked them down... but its damn comfy lor, can rest one hand on one bolster and hug the other. sigh... i can't pick alicia up from changi airport cus i have squash... i couldn't send her there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways. hi amandas. this is about you ok? its going to be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amandas is a girl who i didn't know very well until one particular incident that is probably also the earliest and most prominent memory i have of her. do you remember it- it was during the cross country thing, the first time, it was raining and i was on the bus with all these other nyghs, some from 104 others from sec 2. anyways, i recieved like 4 smses and calls from diff people telling me that cross country was cancelled. i was like telling everyone to get off the bus and turn back to ny or whatever but only a few pple actually listened- oli, zying, ying ting, (me which is like duh) and amandy. yea. and the rest of the people were like staring at me, skeptical and like disbelieving. yups. and we were all like thinking- the 104 pple- that yea how come it was like that? i mean we're a class and we're pretty close. i mean during the liveskills camp and stuff, throughout the year and everything. we should be trusting right? but most of them didn't believe me or something while amandas did- and she was in 101 and didn't really know me very well and didn't even know the other people- oli, zying and yingting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my first impression of amandas- that she was a trusting, faithful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second impression i got of you was that you were very very cheerful and very helpful. i mean everytime i see you you're rushing to help people, rushing to tell your class something- or helping them carry chairs, do you remember that afternoon?- or lending people books. haha. and you're always smiling and laughing and always very very happy... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third thing i learnt about you was that you're very smart. haha. i mean, you do so well... and you still complain- haha. esp about science!!! and your english is really good. i mean, i didn't know until i read your work and your blog and i was like- whao- amandas english damn pro! haha. your writing is so cheem it gives me a headache- haha! kidding. but really, your english is super good. i think you're the one of the best writer i've ever met, and that includes all the people i've ever known- in nyps, julia gabriel etc. oh yea amandas, don't blush ok? it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yups. the three most obvious impressions i formed of you. you must write one for me k? i'll read it!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110173052617372438?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110173052617372438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110173052617372438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110173052617372438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110173052617372438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-had-our-squash-camp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110155243799405709</id><published>2004-11-27T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T18:47:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Noelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you want me to blog about you? Okay, no problem. It's not like i have anything better to do anyway. Haha. so everyone- this is a blog about Noelle. (it's going to be weird- i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noelle is a girl that is in my class-104 at NYGH. she is taller than me which doesn't say much of course cus i'm the 9th shortest in the class. haha. she's taller than most people though, so i'll put it at above average. she's very strong, and very very very very dark, so somehow, the first time i saw you noelle, you struck me as a very fierce girl- that had an uncanny resemblence to a monkey. (don't take offence- monkey's are cute. and we're related to them.) it didn't help that your hair was long and somewhat messy and wild way- but it suits you. and you were wearing your black necklace thing- which was how i recognized you in the first place. so i was like looking for 'the girl with the black necklace' in the school tour cus i got lost. haha bet you didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i got to know you a little better, i knew you to be an ardent LOTR supporter. yeps. i formed that impression of you i think when you and jing wei started arguing- at the top of your voices- about who was a bigger LOTR fan. and i thought you to be very close- buddy buddy kind of thing- with Der cus you were sitting together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then... i learnt more about you i guess. you are outspoken. extroverted. you arent afraid to say what you are thinking- although sometimes, they can be pretty hurting, but you still do it anyway. you're frank- i think that's both your strength and weakness. you just blurt out your opinions and stuff- sometimes its not diplomatic at all- but you're honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are very passionate about what you hate. as in, you cannot stand fake accents and acbcness or whatever- and you just well basically proclaim it. you are very against what you're against- and you are willing to stand up to support your stand. again, not very diplomatic... but you're er passionate about it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're smart but lazy. you procrastinate and procrastinate- and unless you really really like what you're assigned to do, you are basically pretty unreliable too. but if you do it, like really and properly, it tends to be a good job. and well done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea- and when you hate pple, you really really hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you are- a blog about you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110155243799405709?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110155243799405709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110155243799405709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110155243799405709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110155243799405709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello-noelle.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110145629057556452</id><published>2004-11-26T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:04:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boredom is stifling. i find myself unable to do anything except sit before the computer and move the mouse. and type of course. and stare at the flickering screen. i swear- it has an ulterior motive- ruin my eye sight maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i started reading a book this morning. its called watership down and its supposedly pretty famous and good. its about rabbits. the main character is called fiver- isn't that sweet? haha. i had it for two years just never read it. its like sitting on the shelve, together with books like wuthering heights, books that i will probably read only in the most dire of circumstances. i couldn't find any book so i decided to read it. see what i mean- only when i'm desperate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going out later to orchard with my sis. she's leaving for sarawak tomorrow so she's going for some last minute shopping and i'm going with her. probably to buy sweets or maybe like small bags and stuff. i'll be sooo bored without my sis. she's a pain in the ass at times, especially when she's pissed or when i'm pissed, but i'll die of boredom without her. she keeps me occupied. haha. sisterly bonding. its a school trip- i went to kl in p5 my sis is going to sarawak. still malaysia. nyps has not taken that next step yet- to go somewhere aside from malaysia and singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got some ideas for CAP! i went through some of my old work and then i remembered an essay i did in p5. its very illogical and impossible and very mystical but i like it. so i'm going to probably write it. if i don't join CAP i'll still keep it. i may use some of my old pieces too to add in the portfolio. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh yes. and i'm leaving for australia next week. yay! i can't wait. it'll be hot but oh well. i can live with it i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110145629057556452?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110145629057556452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110145629057556452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110145629057556452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110145629057556452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110137998033956700</id><published>2004-11-25T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T18:53:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was nygh open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was called upon to render my services as a tour guide for the school. haha. i arrived at school rather grudgingly, i must admit. i sat bus 174 to school, as per normal arrived there, put down my bag and promptly rushed of to find amandas, who didn't tell me she had been waiting for me. hmph. i found out by reading the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, if you want to know what happened, read amandas blog. its the same thing. haha. so we talked and rambled and bored the parents and students, tried to be friendly with our juniors and basically, tried to make best out of our situation. which was rather rewarding actually. it was quite fun, better than in p6, when i had to give the tour and it turned out absolutely horrible. haha. yups. i hoped i convinced at least one of them to put nygh as first choice. i never regretted going to ny- I LOVE NY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to kap later on with amandas and despite having been there countless times, nearly missed the bus stop we were supposed to alight at. it was hilarious. i was trying to peer out of the window which was covered by raindrops and it was raining so heavily outside it kind of blocked my vision and i couldn't see properly. so i barely made out the Macdonalds sign. if we missed it- erg. i'll feel embarrassed for the rest of my life. my bus came earlier than amandas! yay! my toes were soaked when i reached home and my socks were dripping wet. my shoes made squelchy sounds when i walked and i needed to buy a black hairband for school at heeren but because i was so wet i decided to give it a miss and go another day. its an excuse to go to orchard though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been working on my commonwealth essay- i actually did some hw! i decided to do the one about the girl i admire but no one likes. yep. its an interesting topic actually- i created a fictatious character which seems to have a lot of character. stupid pun. i'm not sure whether its good or not but i think its ok lah. not my best but not my worse either. its over the word limit so i shall have alot of fun making it shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! i've stopped being insane anymore. i'm still a deranged lunatic but now, i'm a deranged, &lt;em&gt;liberated &lt;/em&gt;lunatic. after a nice long talk my dad and his friends and my mum and erg ok alot of adults had, i decided that i am liberated as compared to other people. i've now converted to a passionate believer of freedom for women- freedom of speech etc. and more importantly- equality between the sexes. DOWN WITH SEXISM! DOWN WITH MALE CHAUVANISTS! haha. its sad isn't it? i think that its got something to do with the extremists of the islamic religion. personally, i have nothing against that religion. i respect their rights- but i still wonder how the women survive. i mean. look. they can't leave their house alone. they have to be covered from head to toe, swathed in black. they can't drive, can't get divorce, can't get jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a prison in their supposed freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, i shall be liberated because i have decided that living in singapore, though having its downsides, is at least more liberal than other countries and well, i can basically do what i want as long as its legal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling liberated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;down with sexism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110137998033956700?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110137998033956700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110137998033956700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110137998033956700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110137998033956700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/today-was-nygh-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110129127374150418</id><published>2004-11-24T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T18:14:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyps didn't get a top scorer- again. i mean, come'on! the last time we had a top scorer was ages ago. sniff. but oh well. i think we did ok though. or at least they. haha. i hope they come to nygh! haha. but i heard that alot of them want to go rgs. sigh again. nygh rocks! i think that if they really want to go rgs they should look at their marks first. i mean, if you don't get above 265 i don't think you should put it as first choice- especially if you get like 262+. very very very risky. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got open house- i sure die one. its like the stupid form for tour guiding thing i think i lost it haha. i hope we go in pairs cus if we don't then i die. i need to photocopy from someone or memorise it! sigh. i'll be there in the morning too to help out in the squash thing. yay. can push people to join squash too... haha. or crap alot and try to make them join. either way, i'll be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much today except laze about, use the computer and go for tuition. haha. my cousins came over to my house last night- abigal and amanda and my grandma and my aunty. it was quite fun lah i was playing blind mans buff with them in my room and i nearly banged into some furniture... hehe. it was quite weird actually my counsins are like so small so scared i bang into them. imagine the collision! or worse still- what if they get hurt... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading lime just now. they had this article on sly and taufiq and i have to say that i'm a taufiq fan but sly is pretty ok too. he's quite charming if you think about it and his smile is very cute but i don't think he is very shuai or anything. taufiq has a better voice- i think the only person who can match him in terms of vocals and overall is olinda who will probably lose to him in like performance but not in vocals. sigh. i'm still very sad that oli got kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and everytime i think of olinda i feel sadder. haha. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dedication got thru to perfect ten! yay! i didn't know it was so easy! i wanted this song by daniel bedingfield and they played me a different one. i was quite peeved actually but oh well. and jamie yeo was from NYGH class 104 too! is that coincidence? so cool- my grand grand grand grand senior! haha. but she said that she studied at kings road which is at the old NYGH campus. yeps. the sms cost me thirty cents but i think it was worth it. very fun to listen to your name on air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling pensive&lt;/strong&gt;- just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110129127374150418?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110129127374150418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110129127374150418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110129127374150418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110129127374150418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110118058171526225</id><published>2004-11-23T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:29:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is the font really too small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is i'll check back and change it i guess. i like small font but now that you mention it, it is really small! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rushing this cus i have to go pick us my sis from chinese tuition. yups. honestly, i think that at this rate, i will spend half my life at chinese tuition. eeks. i hate chinese, and i think its this genetic thing or at least it must have been &lt;em&gt;cultivated&lt;/em&gt; somehow. its in the blood you see- my bro isn't exactly a chinese lover. in fact, he did worse than me in chinese at primary school but he still scraped an a1 at it cus he studies really hard. yups. i'm bad at chinese- i probably scraped an a1 too cus i studied like siao. and my sis- ok. i think of the three of us my sis is the worse at chinese- haha! it'll pull her down though. somehow she got 1st in class. my mum and i and my dad is still trying to figure out &lt;em&gt;how.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. so in case you're wondering, i got mairii from the word mair which is some obscure egyptian goddess i've never heard of. and i added 'ii' in for good measure. haha. i use it sometimes for like accounts on launch and stuff. once this girl sent me a msg she was like my name is mairii! i nearly died. can you believe it? the name i just pulled out of nowhere is actually a name. weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so screwed. the stupid cap thing. i think i should go- in fact, i probably should be working towards it but i'm not. just went to amandas blog and she's actually thought it out! ugh! now i feel so guilty. plus my bro attended the cap thing and he even got the attachment programme thing with ntu so now i feel as though i am obligated to do it. but i haven't really done anything to it. i know you're supposed to like write a couple of drafts and stuff and do some poetry, yea, but i haven't gotten around doing it. guess i'll ask my bro about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got the links up. took me like quite awhile. i got the code wrong and i still can't believe how i could forget that! haha. i added extra " and " to the urls so the code wouldn't work. haha. stupid eh? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the class gathering thing. it was quite ok lah. not too bad really. i think as long as your frens are there and stuff and there's no like life danger you'll have fun. spent so much money at the arcade i am broke now! haha. the neo prints i took with der and oli and zying are so totally screwed up- stupid machine. hmph. remind me never to use it again- i prefer the normal ones. at heeren especially. haha. i wish i could have stayed over night though. so much for my parents being liberal. more like kiasu but i guess i can understand it lah. the lenses and stuff- the last time i stayed over night at my aunty's place, i cracked my lens. as in broke it into two. even though my aunt uses contacts. sigh. so blur right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110118058171526225?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110118058171526225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110118058171526225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110118058171526225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110118058171526225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/is-font-really-too-small-if-it-is-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110109098998013768</id><published>2004-11-22T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T10:41:11.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally, utterly, exceedingly, extremely confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stupid zhiying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to her amazing ability to draw me into things that i know i probably should do but haven't and probably would not do, i am stuck with maintaining this. don't get me wrong- its not like i don't want to do it. in fact, i do, but well, i must rant and rave and do all the complaining first before i actually settle down enough to appreciate her work. haha. soooo... i'm like the number don't know what to create a blog! yay! i'm actually creating one. i can't believe it. brenda- (hello brenda!) has been bugging me for some time as well as some other pple so i suppose its about time i do it anyway. my sis has one too just that well... i've never seen her really blogging and doing stuff on it. she's probably to lazy too. which is a pity 'cus if she really does get down to doing it and really thinking it through she'll probably do a good job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused. how the hell am i suppose to get around doing it? i looked through the whole site and i think i got the gist of it like what to do and what not to do but well... i'm still a little confused. i saw the html thing, gave me a headache and yea. i'll probably meddle with it. i mean. i got an A in IT... i can't be that bad can i? except that everytime i look at it i tend to have this urge to click to another page. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so unthankful. but don't worry zying. i really appreciate it. its just masked by all this... emotions. haha. i still like you. mind you. like* love is a very very powerful emotion. you don't want pple to get the wrong ideas do you?&lt;br /&gt;and for the record: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zying wrote the *loves zhiying* bit.&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/9270044-110109098998013768?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110109098998013768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110109098998013768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110109098998013768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110109098998013768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/totally-utterly-exceedingly-extremely.html' title='totally, utterly, exceedingly, extremely confused'/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9270044.post-110108908135659587</id><published>2004-11-22T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T10:38:16.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whee. this is adele's friend&lt;br /&gt;i have just created a blog for this girl&lt;br /&gt;who is just a procrastinater in her own way&lt;br /&gt;like not creating a blog&lt;br /&gt;;x&lt;br /&gt;but who cares&lt;br /&gt;she has one now&lt;br /&gt;now you better blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9270044-110108908135659587?l=mairii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/feeds/110108908135659587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9270044&amp;postID=110108908135659587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110108908135659587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9270044/posts/default/110108908135659587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairii.blogspot.com/2004/11/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16969237644785521830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
