<?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-6561319</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:48:24.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-115055777988671016</id><published>2006-06-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:22:59.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>national age group was.....ERRRRRP. NO COMMENTS = its like so near yet so far. HAHA okay nvm. CONGRATS TO AMANDA TAN HUI MING FOR COMING IN SECOND FOR MASTERS. YOU ROCK. AND CONGRATS TO LIEW AI QING AND AMANDA TAN HUI MING FOR DOUBLES CHAMPS. YOU GUYS ROCK TOO. congrats to raffles MAAC for er......OKAY WE DIDNT GET ANYTHING. our group name rocks la. we were speculating how the emcee would pronounce our grp name. i suggested MEEEHHHH-k since we're all born in the year of the horse =D but in the end the guy just spelt out the name -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i've been singing like SIAO. thursday afternoon went to church to prac for church camp. sang for 2 hours. THE SONGS ARE SUPER HIGH i was so deprived of oxygen after that. then age group. SANG SUMMORE. HAHA! me christabel and ai qing started harmonizing all sorts of songs. and manda, the only SANE one just stared at us and called us spastic. then yst afternoon age group, SING SOME MORE. after that chiong to church to prac for this sunday. SING EVEN MORE. tomorrow morning, jss, SING. afternoon, sss, SING. for the first time, I HATE SINGING. *manda rejoices*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually we were quite spastic during age group la. HAHA. OHOHOH and we kept role playing the visa ad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christabel: *sings background indian music*&lt;br /&gt;me: *indiant accent* if you see the birds, they mean luck. more birds, more luck!&lt;br /&gt;me: my brother is going on a journey. i would like to wish him good fortune. 5 birds pls!&lt;br /&gt;ai qing: but there's only enough for one bird! *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;me: OKAY! *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH I THINK ITS SUPER COOL =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. last sunday we had to collect our camp materials. my mom was doing all the paper work and collected all the stuff for us. guess what size she gave me for my camp shirt. XXS. OHMYWORD. when i saw the shirt i was like AMUSED/FLABBERGASTED/PISSED. i mean XXS?!?!?! at first i literally burst out laughing. and then my mom was trying to justify herself "now the fashion is TIGHT FITTING mah" and i was like OHMYWORD *FAINTS*&lt;br /&gt;1) unfortunately this cutting isnt meant to be TIGHT FITTING&lt;br /&gt;2) i like baggy shirts havent you seen all my school shirts&lt;br /&gt;3) okay fine even if you want tight fitting, why XXS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woa then she made me try the shirt on. i struggled to fit my head through the hole. and when i wore it, i looked like SUPERMAN. even superman wears s pls! OH. tess also gena xxs! HAHAHA. but nvm im changing to an xs tmr. but still no diff -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee okay im gona pack now. mom's bugging me to pack by tonight. bleagh. im just gona spam my bag with board shorts. they're nice and cool and comfy. just bought another one today. heh. *serene's jealous* haha dont worry i can lend you some if you want! (and if you can fit in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear something. i hear a scream. i hear my mom. i hear my mom screaming. i hear my mom screaming for me to pack my bag. OKAY. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-115055777988671016?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/115055777988671016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/115055777988671016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115055777988671016' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-115020669343298484</id><published>2006-06-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T21:51:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she seems to be totally ignorant of the impact her words have had on me. im sorry but unfortunately scolding me won't make the situation seem any much better. instead of saying im not putting in enough effort, why not just tell me i suck. BECAUSE YOU VERY WELL KNOW I AM PUTTING IN EFFORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it la. no point stressing and pms-ing over these kinda stuff. i cant wait for church camp next week. im really looking forward to it. its like living in seclusion for 4 days. i mean, all of us know that holidays arent really holidays after all. you're still being surrounded by the pts, the trainings, the proposals and many more. and so im gona leave all these behind me on monday and really concentrate on the most impt thing in our lives - God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i will bring nth with me but my bible and a heart longing for God. AND OF COURSE MY CLOTHES LA. HAHA. but i will NOT bring my laptop. NOOOO WAY. I DONT CARE. IM NOT GONA BRING MY LAPTOP. yes. i will not check my mail for 4 days. (confirm flooded when i come back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this has been an emo enough post. shall go off now. GOONG ROCKS =D AND THE DRAMA IS BETTER THAN THE COMIC. *STARES AT AUDREY HO*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-115020669343298484?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/115020669343298484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/115020669343298484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115020669343298484' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114995593124274099</id><published>2006-06-10T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:12:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>england vs paraguay 1-0. BIG JOKE MAN. own goal summore -.- so technically, there were no goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle soon and co came over just now for dinner and to discuss abt the end of yr trip. i was trying to dig out info from bryan regarding spsl results. *AHEM AHEM* HAHA okay la he didnt tell me anything -.- haha after dinner we wanted to watch world cup but we had to watch via the indonesian channel. and the reception was HORRIBLE. like there were ghost images everywhere and each player was being multiplied by 3. haha so for the first 5mins we were painstakingly watching the match. as sarah mentioned, it was like TABLE SOCCER. haha 3 guys with synchronized kicking. then came the own goal. must be too many balls alrdy the goalkeeper dono which one to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally we gave up so all 4 families trooped to the coffeeshop at the market to watch. wasted like...45mins sitting there with no progression in the match. then finally owen got subbed out. HAHA so sarah claire and i gave up and went back home. sarah's only purpose of watching the match: owen. that's why...guys watch soccer for the game. girls watch soccer for the players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then the guys and parents came back to discuss abt our trip. no more israel. now its back to VIETNAM. aahh i wanna go aussie! or cameron highlands! not vietnam....=((( all the kids are protesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, scorching got scratched again just a few weeks ago. like a few days after the humongous damage. and then another week later my spare ball got scratched. and just a few days ago my spare ball got scratched for the second time. i think by the end of the yr my balls will become like...a SQUARE. oh nic's ball got scratched too! HAHA! HELLO NIC. I CAN EMPATHIZE =D eh must be smth wrong with the left hand side of the lanes leh. both left handers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114995593124274099?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114995593124274099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114995593124274099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114995593124274099' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114959672854739095</id><published>2006-06-06T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:25:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHAE YEON IS SEXAYYEEEEEE. ohmyword. yiusum just sent me her song. oh and i think i've been influenced too much by yiusum's kim hee chul. because i DREAMT OF KIM HEE CHUL LAST NIGHT. and she was just swooning over kimheechul washing someone's hair in bad family. AND SHE WANTS HIM TO WASH HER HAIR TOO. HAHA DREAM ON LA. chae yeon still nicer la! CHIO GIRLS BETTER THAN CHIO GUYS HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im watching goong now. but im stuck at epi 4 coz i dont have 5 and 6! ling ling where are you i want 5 and 6! nvm i shall go onto youtube because i cant tahan anymore. anyway, i've found 3 new mahjong kakhis! yiusum huiwen and lanya! yes. they are NICE kakhis because THEY LET ME WIN 4 TIMES HAHA. YES I AM PRODED THANKYOU. go to ys's lj for screencaps of some of my pro-ded games if you want. too lazy to upload. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. did interviews yst. not bad. this girl's phone rang halfway and we were like 0_0...HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for audrey and sijia's return. I DREAMT OF AUDREY HO A FEW NIGHTS AGO. and i shall continue dreaming of her till she returns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114959672854739095?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114959672854739095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114959672854739095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114959672854739095' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114900355781139216</id><published>2006-05-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:39:17.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to mention that the past few days have been exceptionally lonely for me because on top of the absence of audrey nette peiqi sijia and hazel, my bro went to bintan for some leadership camp. ohwells he just came back a few hours ago. im not exactly feeling very unlonely now either. its just good to have one more person in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;south zones yst. errp what can i say but i went there totally not expecting to win anything. i mean dude cjc + sajc. so everyone was joking and we were all having fun. but then on our last game during the 5th frame manda came and told us our team was currently 4th. and we were like ohmyword *starts concentrating and sparing properly*. unfortunately it was too late. although we managed to narrow the losing gap we still didnt make it. oh wells. lesson learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) never play a fool&lt;br /&gt;2) never underestimate yourself&lt;br /&gt;3) dont think its the end of the world if you're bowling badly coz others may be bowling just as bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. unfortunately i have not gotten down to watching IMKSS, and i doubt i will, given my current schedule. BUT i spent the entire of saturday night swooning over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) shg ads (her cellphone ads are super sexayye)&lt;br /&gt;2) XMAN! ahh!!! noo not xmen3. XMAN. THE KOREAN VARIETY SHOW. WAHAHA! thankyou ys for intro-ing it to me. it made my night. I STILL THINK THAT GIRL IS SUPER SEXY AND OHMYWORD SHE HUGGED THE GUY AHH SO SWEET I WAS LITERALLY MELTING OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were debating over who has more x + y factor. kim tae hee or shg. OF COURSE SHG PLS. kth is chio yes but she has GOLDFISH EYES! and she is just chio FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I SHALL NOT INDULGE IN FURTHER ARGUMENT LEST YS AND I END UP DOING LAME STUFFS LIKE CREATING XY LINEAR EQUATIONS FOR BOTH OF THEM AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and meryl got into top 28 for singapore idol. so cool. i shall go get her autograph before she gets popular. NYAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114900355781139216?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114900355781139216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114900355781139216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114900355781139216' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114864908240822836</id><published>2006-05-26T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:11:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woa break record man. this blog has remained dormant for 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. i have been looking forward to this day since 2 weeks ago. unfortunately and ironically, the day has come yet i don't feel anything at all. maybe its coz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) so many things happened today im actually still in the very stressed up mood&lt;br /&gt;2) many many more stuff to do during the june hols&lt;br /&gt;3) AUDREY HAZEL SIJIA NETTE AND PEIQI ARE GOING TO UK TOMORROW. OHMYWORD I AM LEFT ALL ALONE HERE IN SINGAPORE. OK WITH THE EXCEPTION OF CHIA YARU BUT SHE'S ALWAYS SO LAZY SHE DOESNT WANNA GO OUT WITH ME AND SHE'S HARDLY ONLINE. so techinically, IM ALL ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOHOOOO. IM SERIOUSLY FEELING SO LONELY AND SIAN. audrey ho where are you come online now. =( the worst is AUDREY AND SIJIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without sijia coz she is one whacky funky cool friend who's willing to try out the craziest stuff with me and and make oreo milk shake with me and eat sakae sushi's katachi mixed vegetable with me and go to mini toons to buy presents with me and eat yong tau fu with me and sit 966 to go home with me. I LOVE YOU SIJIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without audrey ho because although she is very irritating and loves to deny statements she has made and claims that i dont come to school at 7:05am when i very well know that she purposely chooses to pop by my class on the days where my brother chooses to wake up late and i come to school later than 7:05am and she loves to scrutinize me and call me a stick during trng and intimidate me with her abundant knowledge of organic chem she is always online and she stays up with me till unearthly hours and when she's going to baozha she will rant to me online and when im going to baozha i will rant to her online and somehow audrey ho being online 24/7 makes up for her being irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. AUDREY HO AND QUEK SIJIA I'VE DEDICATED ONE WHOLE PARAGRAPH EACH TO THE TWO OF YOU. SO YOU BETTER BUY ME A PRESENT FROM UK. you can bring back a HEADLAND or a BAY. or you could bring back a TOMBOLO or a SPIT. or you can carry back a BLOWHOLE for me. i will be eternally grateful to you if you do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i better not continue or else i will baozha before they can even leave for the uk. BYE AUDREY. BYE SIJIA. DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH. though im not physically there with you, MY HEART WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU. if you really miss me, you can stand on a HEADLAND to look for me. i will stand on BUKIT TIMAH HILL and wave to you from there. with love, your wonderful friend, mel loon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114864908240822836?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114864908240822836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114864908240822836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114864908240822836' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114777378230076717</id><published>2006-05-16T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T18:03:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybadyye! i have an announcement to make. I HIT 40KG!!! NYAHAHAHAH! yeaaa the last time i weighed myself was like....2 weeks ago. and i was only 39! and now. guess what. im 41! HOHO! i put on 2kg within 2 weeks! YEAA!!! i shall continue eating as much. I WANNA BE FAT. see manda tree! IM NO LONGER BELOW 40! so u can't tease me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a really roxorrss day. first we had pe. volleyball. ROO BIG JOKE LA. haha according to miss tan (and hazel and me) roo plays volleyball like a BALLERINA. HAHA! as in seriously BALLERINA la! its not those kinda anyhow-ballerina. its those REALLY BALLERINA. yes and roo and i took ballet before! I COULD EVEN RECOGNIZE THE BALLET STEP SHE WAS DOING PLS. when she was tossing the ball she did a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Plié in fifth position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. then when she was pumping the ball she did a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pas de Bourrée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahah i was LMAO watching her play la! oh oh but dont look down on roo kay! she's power man! i was serving the ball to her but kind of missed abit. so she pumped the ball with her fists instead and FWAH the ball was soaring through the air 6m high over almost half the parade square la! POWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha then we starting reminiscing abt our ballet, recalling all the dances of the different grades. oh yea and roo and zhixin were ballet mates! cool right! zhixin's my pri school friend btw. and yes we agreed that the toughest move was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pirouette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha this was the horror man. everytime it came to this one the entire room would be filled with uncoordinated movements and the teacher would be screaming her lungs off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw roo dont worry i didnt memorize all the spellings la. I CHECK INTERNET. HAHA! eh got DEFINITION some more k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plié&lt;br /&gt; A bending of the knees with hips, legs, and feet turned outward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas de Bourrée&lt;br /&gt;A traveling step in which the dancer may move in any direction on demi-pointe or on pointe. The calves are held as close together as possible while the dancer executes a series of swift miniature steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirouette&lt;br /&gt;A turn of the body done while standing on one leg, the other leg being held in any one of a number of traditional positions. A pirouette is done on demi-pointe by the male and on pointe by the female dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. btw there's this advertisement for australia where this lady in bikini stands on the beach at the end and says "so where the bloody hell are you". HOHO. think it came out in the news a few months back. anyways, the point is, one part of the advert shows this golfer saying "we've got the ROOs off the green!". haha ROO! my new form of irritating roo XD. WE GOT THE ROOs OFF THE GREEN! *hops like a kangaROO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway then for chinese we watched snippets of sui hu zhuan. there's this part where pang ching ling and xi men qing (CHEEKOPEK) were together in the room. then suddenly ximenqing just grabbed her and started kissing her all over. then they showed the entire room filled with their clothes. u know what happened la. then after that they showed ximenqing's legs, with his pants off but still through his feet. AND HIS LEGS WERE MOVING UP AND DOWN. OHMYWORD. and he made this sound which was super YUCKS. ahahha its super gross la!!!! like ewwwwwwwwwwwww. CHEEKOPEK LA! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho kay better go off to mug chem now. titration ahhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114777378230076717?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114777378230076717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114777378230076717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114777378230076717' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114759696238707925</id><published>2006-05-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:08:42.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmyword my brother is singing. since when did he sing?! he was strumming on his guitar downstairs and then suddenly i heard this weird low voice. and then OPEN THE EYES OF MY HEART LORD. ooooooh OPEN THE EYES OF MY HEART and i was like o_O?! ohoh and then another one. HOLD ME NOW IM SIX FEET FROM THE EDGE AND IM THINKING MAYBE SIX FEET AINT SO FAR DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today is mama's day! yes the day when whatever your mama says is right. the day when your mama can never go wrong. nyahahaha! and its an "overrated piece of commercialism" -quotes audrey ho-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. our sunday school class helped the jss by selling tickets for their picnic today. haha eh apparently the amt of tickets we sold is considered alot eh! not bad! nyahaha. yea and as jiejie ros said, permutation is essential. bjohn and bratan went together so i think the moment those ppl opened their doors and saw 2 guys standing in front of them they thought they were con men. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then as a reward for our hard work we had kopitiam lesson! yayy! yea and i had my mixed chinchow with soya bean drink again. shiok =D and we were sitting right beside the soon kueh stall. HOHO BAD IDEA. for the entire lesson my eyes were fixed on those fat chubby full-filled soon kuehs. ahhh i was drooling man. serene and sheryl bought one soon kueh in the end. but i didnt! coz i had to go for lunch after that. o yea then after that we went to low thia kiang's hse for lunch! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to visit my greatgranny. she was really happy to see me. and i held her hand. yep. pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gtg now. this week's gona be a busy week, with eois and io. especially with the io having to be collapsed from 3 days to 1, woa a lot of work to be done man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114759696238707925?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114759696238707925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114759696238707925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114759696238707925' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114745318399522573</id><published>2006-05-13T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:59:44.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom just walked out of her room with her handbag about 15mins ago. i asked her where she was going, expecting it to be another late night movie with my dad. weird thing was she seemed rather downcast. so i asked and my greatgrandma has just been admitted to hospital, for the second time. she's really sick. my heart sank. she asked me to pray for her. but i dont know why i just put on this ok-im-sorry-to-hear-that look and went back to my room to resume with the normal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh not again. i hate this. we just had family devotion an hour ago and my mom brought this up. and well she just said her only wish was for my greatgrandma to accept Christ and how she really really wished for a miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly dawned upon me that there's not much time left. we don't even know how much time there is. and im beginning to question myself. what on earth am i doing. why didn't i even try in the first place. why did it take so long for me to realise. why didnt i follow my mom. WHY ON EARTH AM I SITTING IN FRONT OF THE SCREEN NOW. WHAT ON EARTH AM I DOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the main reasons why my mom stopped working was because of this. and i know she's been trying very hard to reach out to her. and i really don't want all her efforts to go to waste. and i really want my greatgrandma to be saved too. SO WHAT ON EARTH HAVE I BEEN DOING ALL THIS WHILE. I DONT KNOW. I FEEL SO HOPELESS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's with being a psl and organising all the activities and mugging so hard for eois and being so worried abt my math and planning my study schedule. ALL THESE DISTRACTIONS HAVE BLINDED ME FROM THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE. NOT JUST IN LIFE. in ETERNAL LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely pray oh God for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Lord, before i do so, im really sorry. please forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114745318399522573?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114745318399522573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114745318399522573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114745318399522573' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114736728712113780</id><published>2006-05-12T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:08:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok it is 12:43am now and i am about to go to sleep. but before that. i must blog about this. I HATE LIZARDS. LIZARDS DESTROY MY ENTIRE LIFE. THEY DISRUPT THE PEACE WITHIN ME EVERY NIGHT. i just did something really stupid just now. *audrey ho bursts out laughing and proceeds to do her keyboardsmash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in front of my laptop listening to audrey rant and munching on my sandwich from this paper bag. then i went down to throw the paper bag away. so i went down to the kitchen (this time round the alarm wasnt set yet heh) and did my bang-check for lizards. coast was clear and i walked in towards the dustbin and did my bang-check once again. and BAAH THERE WAS THIS LIZARD FROM BEHIND THE DUSTBIN DOING ITS MATING CALL. so i got so irritated i just stood there hopelessly for half a minute. i didnt wanna open the dustbin coz i didnt want the lizard to jump out at me. so guess what. I CHUCKED THE PAPER BAG INTO THE FRIDGE AND STOMPED BACK UP. ahhh i rock man. there was no other alternative so i just had to do it. and i told myself im gona throw it away tmr when the lizard's gone. but i bet u i'll forget to throw it away and it'll be left with rotting crumbs in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes one last thing. WE GOTTA RETAKE ENGLISH SA. AHHH!! how can man! i felt so sian while doing the summary la! and now...retake....bleagh. apparently there was a leakage of the test paper to some GEP classes due to a mix up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for choir concert just now. FRONT ROW ohmyword. hahah rooo was super scared la! ooh then they had rj street dancing for guest performance. XIN MIAO'S A DANCER OHMYWORD SO COOL! i never knew she was into these kinda stuff =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok going off to sleep now. this weekend's gona be hardcore math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114736728712113780?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114736728712113780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114736728712113780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114736728712113780' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114690519528563254</id><published>2006-05-06T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T16:46:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCORCHING'S ALIVE! yea! how on earth did they fix it man! im so impressed! yst before trng i went to ask aunty winnie abt the situation. and she was like "oooooh cannot alrdy...we had to buy you a new one" then she brought me into the room and showed me the ball. then she started laughing and saying "haha see its a new ball! looks so new right!" and i was like scrutinizing the ball and i didnt even know if it was new or not! haha in the end i spotted a few small scratches here n there so HAHA! SCORCHING'S ALIVE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy so i trained with scorching yst. aunty cat inspected it and said there's still part of the scratch there. yea and quite true when i rubbed my hand over the ball i could feel this small patch with a dent in it. bleagh. woa i was so scared okay! before my first shot i was thinking "what if i throw the ball down the lane and it just breaks into 2?!" HAHA but it didnt happen la. scorching's a tough guy =) and he was hooking like SIAO yst la! esp when doing 2 step drills. hahaha it hooked so much it actually put me off. but oh wells. so i had to bowl BIG C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was ranting to zhimin abt how i was so pissed that my ball kept hooking so much. and she told me i should feel happy coz other ppl are trying like siao to make their ball hook and how they have to cup their hands alot alot and have alot of rev. haha quite true. WHY MY BALL HOOK SO MUCH AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woa yst my bro went for some dance night and came back super late. i woke up at like 3am this morning and he was playing monopoly with a bunch of frens in his room. playing monopoly at 3am.....-.- haha i play monopoly at broad daylight also can fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. was just mugging for physics. I NEED ANSWERS FOR CLASS QUIZ AND ASSIGNMENT! WHERE ARE THEY! raaah. ransacked through the entire inet and found zero physics answers. even tried robbing other classes of their files. i sound like a burlgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall go find smth to eat and then get back to mugging. cyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114690519528563254?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114690519528563254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114690519528563254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114690519528563254' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114665420719648083</id><published>2006-05-03T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T19:03:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY 105'04 and 105'06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY 205'05!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 305'06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah shiok man. that's the good thing abt being a fiver all the way =) ok so had class party during cle today. there were loads of food but we spent most of the time playing games. so er....yea there were lotsa leftover food. (manda and feli koped my leftover sweets) so we played maffia. haha and like nobody was interested in playing everyone was just interested in eating. and noob was like "everybody close yer eyes! NO PEEPIN'! UH-UH! i see some peeeple PEEPIN'!" then we'd be busy passing chips arnd with our eyes closed. then when the chips come we'd peer open to see what flavour. like, then cope. dont like, pass on. haha quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrp. about my ball. bleagh. still dono how its like man. its still at kimseng. and i cant get my new ball till im assured of a compensation. so...gotta use my green ball for trng this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok brainwash time. i am going to ENJOY my june hols. im going to SAVE 3000 BUCKS BY NOT GOING TO UK. i am going to watch KOREAN DRAMAS. im going to watch GOONG and MY LOVELY SAMSOON. yesss. oooh and im going for CHURCH CAMP. how SPIRITUAL. yes. i will go for everything and i will NOT lose out by not going to uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha! yes i know im just brainwashing myself. anyway, bio spa tmr. pray i dont die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the entire afternoon yst with sijia at parkway. was looking for a present for my bro. but still havent gotten him anything yet. i dont know what to get him! i should just listen to sijia and give him an hongbao x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. hanshanggong just died last night. im so sad =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114665420719648083?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114665420719648083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114665420719648083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114665420719648083' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114622411822997845</id><published>2006-04-28T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T19:50:57.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO DEPRESSED. had trng today as usual. everything was going on as usual. drills were as usual. aunty cat kept reminding me not to turn in as usual. we were all laughing and having fun as usual. audrey was ranting to me abt her class as usual. manda was being spastic by calling me a tree AS USUAL. and then the message "prepaid limit near" came on the screen as usual. and so everyone was rushing to throw their last few shots as usual. then finally the dreaded "prepaid limit over" came on the screen as usual. and the lanes turned off as usual. but we still insisted on that one last shot down the lane as usual. and so i threw my last shot as usual. and the ball came out of the ball return as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GUESS WHAT. THERE WAS A BIG FAT HUMONGOUS GIGANTIC UGLY SCRATCH ON MY BALL NOT AS USUAL. ON MY BALL TRACK SOME MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword the moment i saw it my heart ached la! it was so LONG and BIG and DEEP and i just stood there with my jaw dropped, after which my brain registered the fact that this was a serious matter and i started screaming at audrey "AUDREY! OHMYWORD OHMYWORD LOOK AT THIS!!!!" then i proceeded with shouting for aunty cat. after which aunty cat told me that they had to keep the ball and ask the manager if a compensation was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man this is so saddening okay! i mean, the scratch was SO BIG and it was ON THE BALL TRACK aka the ball CANNOT BE USED ANYMORE. like ohman! i mean even if i get a compensation im still gona be so sad la! this ball is new pls! i just got it like a month ago for bdiv. and now, just coz of one throw the ball has gone to waste. AND I AM POSITIVELY SURE IT IS THE MACHINE'S FAULT. it didnt scratch against the gutter or anything. the ball was rolling perfectly down CENTRE of the lane and it SPARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sigh. no use whining now. it cant be repaired. and well compensation isnt gona make me feel any better. even if i buy back the same ball, which i probably will have to. and frankly buying back the same ball will make me feel worse. i feel as if i betrayed my old ball! i know this sounds really stupid and insane la. but really, i miss my ball =( =( =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not so much about the price. its just the ball itself. and i feel so guilty. i didnt even get a chance to give my ball a name. i called my first ball milo. then my second one was blueberry. and my third one was raspberry. then my fourth one was kaya and my fifth one was earth. i didnt give this one a name....=( ohwell....as a tribute....i shall just let it be called scorching inferno. oh my baby. i didnt even get to bring it home. they had to keep it for evidence and for further investigation -.- so today....i walked off with my 2 balls, and an empty one ball bag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tribute to scorching inferno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn-99.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users10/melrox/default/large-msg-114622485052-2.jpg?1544408987"&gt;http://cdn-99.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users10/melrox/default/large-msg-114622485052-2.jpg?1544408987&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth: 11 March 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratched peacefully on: 28 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearly missed by:&lt;br /&gt;Mel loon&lt;br /&gt;Milo&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;Kaya&lt;br /&gt;Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scorching inferno....i'll always remember you =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114622411822997845?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114622411822997845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114622411822997845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114622411822997845' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114589152361623011</id><published>2006-04-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:33:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just sat in front of the screen...stoned....in one convo, i was typing the "5-4-3-2-1"s to audrey every minute. in another convo, jiacong tammy weiling and i were doing the same thing too. in another convo, jukie was telling me all abt what she felt the heads go thru and preparing me for what i was heading towards. and in another convo, peiqi was persuading me to just go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just sat there hopelessly...watching the numbers on the clock incease...54...55..56..57..58..59...00...GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. gone. no more turning back. no more regretting. no more contemplating. just moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh well...im just really glad to have come this far. that's all i can say. i really don't wanna think about anything else at the moment. whatever happens, He will be there for me. whatever happens, He has a purpose and reason for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay go mel. go nette. go yenlin. go jiacong. go weiling. go tammy. go andrea. go kevy. WE CAN DO IT =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114589152361623011?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114589152361623011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114589152361623011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114589152361623011' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114563964678685282</id><published>2006-04-22T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T01:14:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had pft after school. i have nothing to say except for the fact that i thought i needed 16 to get an A for IPU when it was actually 17. so i happily did 16 and dropped down only to find out that 16's a B -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really in the mood to blog now. ohwell....something happened just now and i dont know i just felt so confused. i was pissed yet guilty. and so i got to the computer and wanted to find audrey only to find out that today she went offline exceptionally early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i've been stagnating my walk with God. during the great depression last yr i really walked very closely with Him. i'd spend a long time in prayer every night. devotion passages just seemed so apt and vivid. and well....now that everything's gone back to normal...im drifting further and further away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess what's really holding me back is all my commitments and well...worldly interests. &lt;em&gt;Colossians 3:2 Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.&lt;/em&gt; i know very well these things are holding me back. yet im not willing to let go. am i being stubborn or is this just human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: the following content is highly thought-provoking and may be disturbing to some. if you have doubts about reading this, pls proceed with your emergency evacuation at the top right hand corner of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of human nature. someone recently asked me about spending hours in prayer. whether it was worth spending hours in prayer with God. this is probably a rather controversial issue. before this i must warn you that i am taking a biased stand in this issue, so feel free to think otherwise. humanly and logically speaking, if you spend hours in prayer, you have gone insane. but then again, the world has become so complexed in thinking that we begin to form our own human logics. better still, our devotion to God has been constrained by such human logics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that sad...ohwells, i just realise indulging in such arguments has caused me to feel much better. now i dont feel as confused or as pissed or as guilty. hope everything turns out fine =) and well, i hope that i can have a closer walk with God. and i realise that i need not forgo whatever i am doing to glorify God. instead, in everything that i do, i can do it for the glory of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114563964678685282?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114563964678685282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114563964678685282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114563964678685282' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114546180006327188</id><published>2006-04-19T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:50:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freddie's dying...his fall yesterday caused him to get this disease...its curable but its too late...he's dying... =( to think patrick used to say he's overweight and we should feed him less...now he's all frail and....dying....we love you freddie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spsl interview today. sat outside there and waited for like 2 hours pls! and ohwell everyone went in all nervous and worried. but when we came out we were all like....ZOMBI-FIED. the moment i stepped out after the interview my legs just turned jelly and i literally zombi-ed all the way down to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i dont know why we all reacted this way....well i guess for me when i stepped out i couldnt believe what i had just gone through...and i seriously have no idea how i faired. so natural reaction =  zombi-fied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway jiayou psls who are taking your interviews tmr! RELAX!  just do your best and be yourself! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114546180006327188?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114546180006327188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114546180006327188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114546180006327188' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114508194966000743</id><published>2006-04-15T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:19:09.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooo yea! i just finised math pt indiv! stayed up till 230am last night and continued this morning. i rock pls. last night i was happily doing and calculating and searching for the best route for the monorail and TADA when i finally found the route i was so happy. and then PEEKABOO yiusum told me the speed of the train and i was like OH YEA THERE'S A LIMIT FOR THE DISTANCE OF THE TRACK. so CONGRATULATIONS AND CELEBRATIONS i had to start all over again -.- but anw, its done now! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for geog pt....sheesh....jiayou!!! we can do it! 5 more days and we don't have to think of those problematic problems and solutions anymore! yes im gona have a grand celebration at the end of this week. oh and BY THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet 16! ahaha now u can go watch nc16s XD hope you'll have a wonderful birthday! and don't be too put off by your injury! just drink your BEST TASTING VANILLA PROTEIN SHAKE and you'll be fine =) and yea for the sake of your birthday: you're a nice senior &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but jukie beats you hands down&lt;/span&gt;! HOHO you didn't see anything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this is really hilarious! -622- is me and BAIK AHHHH!!! is jont:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-622- A wave tossed in the ocean, vapour in the wind says:&lt;br /&gt;o sigh i wish i had signed up &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-622- A wave tossed in the ocean, vapour in the wind says:&lt;br /&gt;for the uk trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;you mean its real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-622- A wave tossed in the ocean, vapour in the wind says:&lt;br /&gt;DUHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-622- A wave tossed in the ocean, vapour in the wind says:&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword jont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i was just kidding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought peiqi and lynette were kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-622- A wave tossed in the ocean, vapour in the wind says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAIK AHHH!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;honset!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea i was having lunch just now and looking at 2 kids from the opposite house playing. then this guy on a motorbike drove up to their house and then they were like screaming "DADDY! DADDY DADDY DADDY!!!" and i thought awww so sweet these kids are so happy to see their papa come home! but that guy just got off his bike, walked into the house and started scolding them. ohman so sad! poor kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh when i was very young my bro and i once climbed the roof. haha we ran up to his balcony and took a stool and climbed over onto the roof. then this guy in the opposite house was washing his car and he saw us and went "EH! aiyooo dont climb!" haha so we climbed back into the balcony. and then after that the guy got into his car and drove off and we were like AHHH HE'S GOING TO CALL THE POLICE!! so we chionged all the way down to tell our maid. then i called my mum "MUMMY! the uncle is going to call the police!!!" and my mom was so shocked she was like "HUH WHAT HAPPENED?" and i was sooo super scared i started crying and told my bro "kor kor i dont want the police to catch me!" and my bro went "nevermind! the police come, i fight with them!" and he ran up to his toy chair and took out his plastic power ranger sword. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells of course the guy wasn't gona call the police la....he was just erm going off somewhere ahhaha. and yea our mom gave us a big scolding. so shibai lor! firstly we created a false alarm and called our mom for nth. secondly in the process of telling her we leaked out our secret of climbing the roof and got scolded ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay....gona church later. gotta practise for tmr's worship lead. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114508194966000743?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114508194966000743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114508194966000743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114508194966000743' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114492924078354468</id><published>2006-04-13T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:54:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had psb gm yesterday. agenda: peer appraisal 2006. ohman...we had to evluate like every single person who signed up for spsl. so as i was writing in those figures, i'd think of the person i was evaluating, and think of all the things i've done to/with her. whether good or bad. and then when it came to my name i kind of jumped abit. i don't know why haha! it was probably coz everyone would most likely be evluating me at that time too so....heh....aiya i shall not go any further la. interviews are on monday. sheesh so fast! anyway. i love the song who am i by casting crowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp the bridge and chorus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114492924078354468?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114492924078354468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114492924078354468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114492924078354468' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114459549573691052</id><published>2006-04-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T23:11:35.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woa im back to my super emo old skin. haha! actl the previous one was just meant for my full house craze XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway i desperately need help! no actl i just need practice. our class is worship leading for sss next month and im guitaring. OHMYWORD GUITARING. i was fighting with angelyn for singing but oh wells she koped it. ok i shall ask my bro to teach me the songs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and! we're playing this song too! testify to love! AND I JUST REALISED THE TABS ARE SO EASY! ahhh im beginning to get high! i've always wished to play testify to love la. ohman im gona try it out now. oh and we sang testify to love today. haha first time we sung it...so cool. actually there are lots of songs with rather easy tabs e.g open the eyes of my heart, all in all, come now is the time to worship. but ohman they've been sung almost every week so quite sian alrdy. AND BY THE WAY. I ACCIDENTALLY TRANSPOSED OPEN THE EYES OF MY HEART THE OTHER DAY. ahaha i was so amused k i was just fiddling around with the chords and then it just fit in XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry im currently very high now. i shall end this post here. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114459549573691052?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114459549573691052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114459549573691052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114459549573691052' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114434539404373637</id><published>2006-04-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:55:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im back after a long long break! this post shall be specially dedicated to: BDIV06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword. i think we rock la! on monday after our comps we went for bdiv outing. we walked all the way from yishun safra to northpoint. and on the way there basically the whole group of us was split into 2 groups. the JPOP vs the KPOP aka jap anime vs korean dramas. HAHA! AND OF COURSE KPOP ROCKS MORE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to longjohns for lunch. then after that we went shopping for aunty cat's pressie! haha went to this stall filled with badges. so we bought 3 badges C A T. then one more badge saying NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE and the last one saying TODAY IS A SHUNNY DAY. HAHAHAHA! SUPER FUNNY LA! when we saw it we were like WOA SO APT! HAHA! i think we're so mean! but nvm its cute =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this whole rack of hats at the stall and qing audrey and i were trying all sortsa weird hats and taking random pics. we looked super spas pls! coz we just like took some random weirdo hat off the rack and conveniently plopped it onto our heads without fitting them in properly. so we looked like we had deshaped skulls! HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon we found ourselves getting pressies for the entire world. "aye must get for uncle jimmy too! o yea then mrs lim also! o yea mdm thern also!" then after that we went to watch ICE AGE 2. it was super ERRRR HAHAHA! then we had to leave at the climax coz we had to rush back for prize giving. woa 15 of us chionged out of the cinema and started running like siao. then we chionged cross the road and almost got hit down by a van. HAHA imagine if you're the van driver and halfway while you're driving this bunch of girls in black appear right in front of you and start screaming "AHHHHHHH!" and then they run back to the pavement. AHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we chionged all the way across the disgusting grass field and suddenly it started raining so we were like CHIONG AH!!! and started running faster. then i recalled ice age 2 and i was like "THE ICE IS MELTING!!!" and everyone started being spas and getting hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'll never forget this bdiv outing. it was super cool k! we really bonded as a team man! and well done manda! you rock coz we got to miss school! =) ok here's some of the gazillion pics that we took during our outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us at bk with aunty cat's present! SO SEXAYYEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/1032/p10101023jc.jpg" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team 1! in order of play: me, vivian, zhimin, audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/5452/p10101113rp.jpg" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/4360/p10101127xq.jpg" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA im taller than qing! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/7513/p10101197az.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassie's TALL but im TALLER =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/6559/cimg81703te.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. BLEACH CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img332.imageshack.us/img332/3451/cimg82011fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's us with our 15 movie tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img364.imageshack.us/img364/1704/p10101054mz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH. audrey wanted this pic on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img344.imageshack.us/img344/9775/p10100911fk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in return i shall post this! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/4435/p10100988rr.jpg" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and at the same time i shall post some convention echo pics! yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jukie and me! best mentor and best mentee! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img332.imageshack.us/img332/7854/img0077jpg21ow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nette me and peiqi! the THREESOME ahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img332.imageshack.us/img332/9094/echo06032jpg21bp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw if u were to compare the colour of the shirts btwn the 2 pics you'd notice one is orange and the other is yellow. why? coz in the first pic jukie and i were SOAKED so it became orange! haha yes this shows how soaked we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall go off now. &lt;3 bdiv06 forever! NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE because TODAY IS A SHUNNY DAY! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114434539404373637?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114434539404373637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114434539404373637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114434539404373637' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114373942068567147</id><published>2006-03-31T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:28:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this yr's nats really seems so empty. i miss those days at victors. i loved bdiv the most. it was so cool! coz we didn't hafta bowl and we were like the little ones running around from lane to lane cheering for our snrs. i still remember all our spastic cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go xxx! you rock you stone you pebble!&lt;br /&gt;xxx, hao qiu, zai lai, yi ci!&lt;br /&gt;xxx SO PRO!&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMINNNNNDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;we love you xxx!&lt;br /&gt;go rara! go sasa! RASA SAYANG HEY! RASA SAYANG SAYANG HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA THE LAST ONE IS SUPER COOL K! my pro-ded invention! XD it was really so cool k. we'd spend all our time creating new cheers. raaah ok i shall stop reminiscing abt the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we went for team lunch at swensens after comps today. then some joker went to ask the waitress: excuse me, can we have 15 bills pls? HAHA crazy la! the waitress was like ERRRR. so in the end we had a combined bill and everyone was chucking all their money onto the book. "excuse me here's the money!" *chucks a whole book of coins to waitress* HAHA i think we created a big joke out of ourselves la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anw i better go sleep now. physics test tmr. ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw dachangjin is super nice ohmyword! its currently at the super exciting part and THE SHOW ENDED AT THE CLIMAX RAAHH. i feel so tempted to just sit down and watch the vcd instead. yikes but nooo i cannot be addicted! ok nvm i shall succumb to my addiction over the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114373942068567147?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114373942068567147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114373942068567147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114373942068567147' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114347576287213329</id><published>2006-03-27T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:09:22.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ECHO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee echo rocked man! except for the fact that i had a FLU and my nose was dripping n dripping n dripping and i was coughing and coughing and coughing. first we had our psl sessions in the morning. then went to parkway for lunch and met some of the vs peeps. then went to peiqi's house to change and stuff. then we went to vs for ECHO!!! yup we had our oc meeting first. then after that free time! wheee we were all running around and stuff. then ju and debbo pulled all the rg prog comm psls aside. nette yenlin and me. and then we sat down in a circle and had like a very EMOTIONAL INSPIRATIONAL INFORMAL DEBRIEF. haha it was super serious la! then halfway chester came and he offered to treat us to 100 plus. COOL BO! vs ppl are rich la. matthias bought the whole group of rg psls an arrangement of chocs which cost 60 bucks! OHMYWORD 60 bucks crazy! we didnt dare to eat la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH THEN THEN. OUR COMM DID CROSSDRESSING! HOHO! SUPER COOL K! the guys were like wearing our SUPER SHORT uniform and we were wearing their SUPER LOOSE pants. HAHA FUNNY K! PROG COMM ROCKS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had bbq. all of us were tryna make up for matthias' 60 bucks. so we bbq-ed 2 otahs for him =) then after that all the spsls sat the psls down. like we had to sit on the floor close our eyes put our heads up and place both hands palms down on the floor. then things got really serious. like yea they asked alot of Qns and we had to raise our hands accordingly. then the final question: WHO WANTS TO BE SPSLS? and then yea the hands were raised and suddenly THEY STARTED THROWING WATERBOMBS AT US. and we had WATER WAR! woa hahah everyone formed teams and started dunking each other. nette vivian peiqi and i formed one team and we were out to dunk all the spsls. we dunked jukie too HAHA! then pok la the vs guys started pouring water cooler water over us. FREEZING COLD ok! in the night summore! o yea and not to forget. I HAD A FLU. so basically the next day my flu got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, echo was fun! so was convention! havent gotten down to writing notes yet. shall do it another time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then B DIV. woa i was super scared today pls. firstly i hadnt bowled since wed. like ohman im asking for trouble la never bowl for how many days! secondly my flu was still quite bad and i was sniffing throughout the entire 6 games. woa then during practice throw i panicked. first throw when i saw my rotation i almost fainted. like WHAT WAS THAT?!?! first 4 games were UTTER CRAP. haha i was so scared ok my ball was rolling so slowly i kept turning in and BLEAGH yea u can just imagine. then finally last 2 games i bowled better. uncle jim's conclusion: i took 4 games to warm up. HAHA I TOTALLY AGREE. OHMAN that's so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and our snrs came down too! yayyy! sarah ax rachel aunty jiahui steffi and deanna. THANKYOU SENIORS =D ok. gotta go sleep now. i love myself so much i was determined enough to complete my philo essay last night. if not i'd be struggling to finish it like now instead of blogging. yay mel rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114347576287213329?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114347576287213329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114347576287213329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114347576287213329' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114313367674791884</id><published>2006-03-24T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:07:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYWORD THIS IS SUPER SCARY. i just finished doing conv report abt 15mins ago n ju went off. and then i felt super hungry and i wanted to go down to eat smth. budden im like the only one awake n its so dark downstairs so it was super scary. and finally i plucked up the courage to chiong downstairs and take smth. but i forgot to disarm the alarm. so suddenly when i stepped onto the first floor the whole house went BOOOBEEEEBOOOOBEEEEEBOOOOOBEEEEEBOOOOBEEEE AHHHHH I FREAKED OUT OKAY! then i had to chiong back up to stop the alarm in case the neighbours think its a thief n start screaming. and u know how my alarm is super hard to set/off. so my hands were shivering and i was pressing the buttons BEEEPBEEEPBEEEP but the irritating freaky thing still kept BOOOOBEEEEBOOOBEEE-ing. RAAAAH. anyway i finally chionged down to take a pathetic piece of cake n a glass of water up -.- BUT NEVERMIND. i have my FOOD SUPPLY in my room! mwahahaha! oreo, famous amous, lays chips, yupi gummy and kinder bueno! oh...and the cake.....-.- ok too tired to update now. shall update next time. oh and now i have to set back the alarm again. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114313367674791884?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114313367674791884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114313367674791884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114313367674791884' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114297819743315674</id><published>2006-03-22T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T05:56:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is currently 544am. you must be wondering WHAT ON EARTH is mel loon doing at such an unearthly hour. well, according to aunty cat, we hafta wake up 3 hours before we bowl, or else our entire body will be STIFF and we won't bowl well. our comp starts at 830, so we hafta wake up at 530....sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now audrey and i are like the only freaks online talking to each other. haha i can't belive it i actually woke up. i thought i'd just sleep through. but oh wells, audrey called me 4mins after my alarm rang. i told her last night that she had to call me and scream at me till i woke up. but this morning when i answered the phone the first thing she said was "what the heck la im super tired can..." in this SUPER DEAD voice. LOL. i wonder if the others are awake too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O you know i had this super weird dream last night. i dreamt of STATON games report. OHMYWORD haha how on earth could i have dreamt of a REPORT man? see ju im still thinking of you in my dreams! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway, time to get high!!! ALL THE WAY RAFFLES! WE CAN DO IT! STRIKE STRIKE STRIKE! can't strike? nevermind. PICK IT UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the most important team: &lt;br /&gt;qing aka DA CHAMPION&lt;br /&gt;manda aka mingming&lt;br /&gt;christabel&lt;br /&gt;xinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU!! you can do it! bring GLORY and HONOUR to our school! yeaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my beloved team!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEE =D&lt;br /&gt;zhimin&lt;br /&gt;audweeeee&lt;br /&gt;vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY we're a team again! hope everything goes well for all of us today! and we must cheer super loudly! YEAAAAA *caveman roar* HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee ok gotta go prepare to leave soon. BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114297819743315674?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114297819743315674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114297819743315674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114297819743315674' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114265440366867442</id><published>2006-03-18T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T12:00:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO! haha yes im still convention crazy but i shall stop screaming in here or else everyone will run away. but anyway, a few dedications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ju: JU!!!! thnx soooooo much for helping me with so many things k! even though you were just my mentor you still went the extra mile and helped me with all the proposals and action plans! AND THNX FOR BEING THERE DURING MY POST CONVENTION PERIOD AND SCREAMING WITH ME XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nette: YO! hahha! big thankyou to you for helping me out in station games even though you werent ic of it. its been really cool meeting up with you in skool and filling water bombs! and of course getting ourselves SOAKED in the process of filling them =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jont: dont worry i know you still tried your best k! so yes thnx for everything that you did. thnx for the STATON games ppt =) its been really cool working with you these 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea abt the station games ppt. jont spelt it as STATON games and when he sent the ppt to me i didnt even notice the spelling error. until on wed when i was briefing all the participants then cynthia suddenly burst out laughing "HAHAHA STATON GAMES!" SUPER MALU PLS. but not my fault la haha. yea and cook used that staton games thing for their talent time skit. COPYRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i got a new ball yst. it was such an abrupt decision la! coz yishun lanes are super oily so cat asked me to get a dull ball. so after trng i tompanged steffi and her sis mavis and her dad to go to cat's shop. oh but before that we went for dinner. it was super malu la! so paiseh. but i thought i'd just yi si yi si eat a bit. but HOHO mel loon wasnt gona eat just A BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father: you can eat anything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yea yea im fine with anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father: ok! *to waitress* gimme this one. ok this one also. ah yeayea that one also x10000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the table: one plate of sambal vegetable, one plate of garlic vegetable, one plate of fish, one plate of tofu, one plate of mushrooms, one plate of egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steffi: aiyo you order too much alrdy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father: nvm nvm. comecome melissa eat eat! *piles veggies and fishies and tofus and eggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel: thankyou thankyou thankyou x100000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father: come eat the fish! *scoops HALF OF THE ENTIRE FISH ONTO MY PLATE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel: O_O THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father: YOU WANT SOME MORE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel: NO THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is how you get mel loon fat. I BET YOU I ATE THE MOST AMONGST THE FOUR OF US. oh but if i eat like that everyday i can hit my target weight! 40kg! im not even 40 yet la! =(=(=( my resolution for 2005 was to hit 40. now its already way into 2006 and im still not 40. raaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw then we went to uncle jim's shop. woa we got stuck there for almost 3 hours la. AND AUNTY CAT'S SON IS SO CUTE!! NONO not jarvis HAHA. i mean the younger one JARRED. he's so smart la! and his eyes are so small and his nose is so round and red. and he's quite small sized for a 6 yr old. he's so cute la! he walked to this empty lane and started keeping the houseballs back onto the rack. imagine a 6 yr old carrying 12 pound houseballs back to the rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarred: HOOOOOIIIYA *lifts the ball with all his might* *stomps triumphantly towards the rack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he ran up to uncle jim and he was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarred: DADDY I WANT TO BOWL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle jim: yea ok you go bowl la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: huh he can bowl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarred: *to mavis* EH! TAKE MY BALL FOR ME! *points to this cute little bag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mavis brought him to the lanes and he started bowling. HE HAS HIS OWN BALL! so cute right! then after the first shot he walked back from the lanes and started shaking his head. then he walked to his bag and took out a PUFF BALL. HAHAHHA ohmyword HE HAS A PUFF BALL! AHAHAHHA! ohman i we couldnt stop laughing la. SO CUTE RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall stop swooning over him. anyway, by the time i reached home it was alrdy 1120. AND I MISSED MY DA CHANG JIN!! ahhhhh how can! raaah. nvm i can still watch the vcd. but the vcd only has chinese fan ti zi subtitles =/ im sick of reading those aliens. btw i think little chang jin is also very cute! she can act very well la! and i think da chang jin aka lee young ae is quite cute too XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw my bro's air con has gone crazy. he's been setting his air con to an unearthly temperature every night and has been sleeping in the north pole. until 2 nights ago the air con decided to spit out A BLOCK OF ICE. HAHAHA. so cool XD so now he's sleeping in my room =| sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw gotta go pack now. going to ting ni's place with the other snr 3 girls for a stayover tonight! yay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114265440366867442?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114265440366867442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114265440366867442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114265440366867442' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114243881677973173</id><published>2006-03-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:06:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYWORD OHMYWORD. everyone might think i've got smth wrong after reading my super sad previous post and reading this super high post. BUT IM LIKE SUPER SUPER HIGH NOW. CONVENTION IS OVER. and OHMYWORD i suddenly realised that i love OC so much! i love prog comm so much! i love jukhuan so much! i love nette so much! i love debbo n yenlin so much! and erm THE OTHER MEMBERS IN PROG COMM TOO! *ahem ahem* HAHA! OHMYWORD im super hyper now ahhhh someone calm me down! oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYWORD i dont know how to describe this feeling! ahhh! HAHAHHAHA ohman i cant breathe properly im seriously hyperventilating. AHHHH!!!! OH MY GOODNESS. sorry im currently too high to blog abt conv in detail. will include that in my next post! anw just got home. and im still in conv tee! and im gona bathe now. after which nette n i will have a phone conv and we'll scream at each other! AH!!!! okok i think everyone's starting to think im crazy so i shall stop here now. AH!!!! CONV PROG FUJI I LOVE THEM ALL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114243881677973173?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114243881677973173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114243881677973173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114243881677973173' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114224922092189040</id><published>2006-03-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T19:27:00.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling very lousy now. just pulled my arm muscle while bowling on sat. and i've got this humongous wart on my toe. hafta put this cream on the wart every night to burn it off. it looks so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel pathetic too. everything's just not working out for me. bowling. convention. sometimes i really feel that its very very unfair and i feel like screaming and pulling my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convention: jukhuan and i have been chionging so many proposals and briefing sheets and stuff. and so when you're the one doing most of the work, you obviously are most familiar with the entire procedure, so ppl obviously come to you to solve problems. and that's exactly what happened during dry run today. i had to worry about settling all the logistics and stuff, and then there came tons of ppl coming up to me drowning me in endless unanswerable quesitons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling: i could do it on saturday. why on earth couldn't i do it today. no matter how hard i try no matter what i do no matter where i stand no matter how out i try to go it just keeps spinning and spinning and spinning. i feel so pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114224922092189040?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114224922092189040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114224922092189040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114224922092189040' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114200022681011521</id><published>2006-03-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:17:06.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised we're already in bdiv. SO FAST! bleagh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL'S OUT OF AMEIRCAN IDOL! HOW CAN! HE'S SO CHARMING! raaah. and i think they tend to sing better on the elimination night than on the actual night. so weird. haha. but at least ace is in. OH MAN ACE IS COOL! i began to like him even more when he sang father figure 3 weeks ago! yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok randomness. anw, we had make-up class yst. DEFINITELY NOT MY CUP OF TEA. we had to put on a thousand and one things. and then the lady took up this eye lash curler and she was like "you can blink if you want to. but i may clip your eye lids or pull out your eye lashes. so dont blink ok?" o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then i went home and had to chiong a lot of stuff. math physcis and station games again! arghhhh. so i didnt have time to remove my make up and at 12am my make-up was still on. and when i finally finished all my work i felt super tired and i still had to wash off the stubborn make-up. as a result i didnt really wash it off properly so i still have mascara on my eye lashes -.- no wait i cant give that face or else my eyelids will stick together....O_O oh and you should've seen yajie in her make-up. HAHA. ok fine i shall not comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw had swim carn today. richard got 4th......sheesh.....it was super squeezy la! we were all suffocating. fortunately hazel and i stocked up some food to occupy ourselves XD. then went out with sijia. SMART sijia proposed a GRAND idea of taking BUS from YIO CHU KANG all the way to PARKWAY. BIG JOKE LA! haha peak hour some more....sit until leg cramp....we took almost 2 hours pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH rachel just told me they cant make it for all of our comp days! booooooo =( so sad lor.....then on the first day our jnrs wont be arnd coz they'll be having their learning journey. which means we'll hafta cheer for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. one last thing. to my dearest 105:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you all! its been quite a while since i've seen you guys. but we still keep up with what's been happening in the class =) and yes...with good things that happen in class, there comes the bad things too. im sure you guys get what i mean, right? but don't worry. this isnt a lecture speech for all of you guys. i just wanna say that no matter what we'll always be there for you k! remember all those psl sessions that we had? yes i know you guys would recall all the games we played and the cool role plays we had. but i hope you all remember the discussion sessions that we had too! though these things may seem very dry, we really put in a lot of effort in planning these sessions for you. because seriously, we really hope that you all will be able to put what you gain from psl session into practice. so yep. when you're feeling down or confused, or you're just tempted to do something, recall all those sessions that we had, and hopefully that would help =) feel free to approach us if you have any problems okay? we'll try our best to help and SUPPORT you guys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 mel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114200022681011521?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114200022681011521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114200022681011521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114200022681011521' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114139713595394627</id><published>2006-03-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:45:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm. how should i put this. erm....ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUPER HAPPY. yikes no this doesnt sound right coz im listening to a super sadistic song. inappropriate ambience. ok lets listen to a happier song. erm...NEW DAY BY AVALON. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA THAT'S THE WAY MAN. IM SUPER HAPPY! XD 4 weeks ago i was complaining to audrey how i was never ever gona be able to beat my high score. and 4 weeks ago i beat it. then 2 weeks ago i was complaining to audrey how i felt super shibai coz i'd never hit above 200 before. audrey told me i was gona hit it soon, and i just laughed it off. on monday i finally did it twice. and did it once again today. so in total i broke my high score 6 times within 6 weeks. OHMYWORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday after my first game i was like: wow ok, i've reached my limit. im happy now. so lets bowl another game and i dont care how high i bowl. and then the 2nd game again i was like: WOA. ok im satisfied. i dont expect much this friday. im at my peak alrdy. and so today we bowled one game. the first shot i hit 7 then spare. and i was like boo no striking spree. ok mel that's it dont be too sad you aren't bowling badly u were just bowling well on monday. but HOHO striking spree came in not much later. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super scared la! coz each strike i had my stomach would literally turn HOT and BURN. and i was like making all kindsa weird noises in hope of diminishing that burning flame within me. HAHA. then my last shot i was really super scared. too scared to bowl. i was literally TREMBLING on the approach. and so i kind of wasted it. HAHA ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so scared now! i feel that same as how i've been feeling for the past 4 days. im so scared that this whole thing will die down! and sometimes i really wish i had saved this for nationals. sigh.....ahhh!!!!! ok nvm no point whining it'll just make things worse. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's founder's day. BLEAGH gotta go to skool early still. then trng. i shall not bowl any games during trng tmr. WHY? coz i wanna set a record of bowling all games above 200 within the week. HAHA i know its play cheat but who cares =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114139713595394627?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114139713595394627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114139713595394627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114139713595394627' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114122946637555989</id><published>2006-03-02T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:15:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how to commit suicide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- listen to drops of jupiter 100000000 times till u get ear worms&lt;br /&gt;- lose the important piece of paper with all the changes made to station games&lt;br /&gt;- edit station games proposal without the piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;- re-allocate station masters without even knowing who is ic of which station&lt;br /&gt;- READ UNDERSTAND AND MEMORIZE 57 pages of grade 6 theory handbook for next saturday's exam (or you can choose to fail)&lt;br /&gt;- quarrel with your mom coz she keeps on nagging at you to go down and eat smth when you're alrdy stressed out enough with other stuff&lt;br /&gt;- carry out a sleep-before-midnight campaign but never successfully achieve it for a single day since the beginning of 2006&lt;br /&gt;- be greeted by a 4-legged reptile when you finally decide to go down and eat your food&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114122946637555989?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114122946637555989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114122946637555989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114122946637555989' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114087063887098784</id><published>2006-02-25T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:48:12.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>upon the &lt;strike&gt;request&lt;/strike&gt; NAGGING of chia yaru, i have changed my font type and font size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having this super bad sore throat the whole of this week. on sunday morning i woke up and i could hardly speak. and GUESS WHAT. i was song leading for jss that morning. and GUESS WHAT. alot of them still have very high voices coz their voices have yet to crack. so GUESS WHAT. I HAD TO SING SUPER HIGH WITH THEM TOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha was quite a big joke la. jon had a very bad flu too. so basically the whole team was sick. so we were singing: we wanna see Jesus lifted HIGHHHHHHHH. IT WAS REALLY SUPER HIGH LA. i think it was even too high for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw then at night i was preparing for my math test the next day. algebraic manipulations, modulus functions and PARTIAL FRACTIONS OHMYWORD. i couldnt solve some questions and my dad wasnt around. so GUESS WHAT. my mom had to teach me instead. and FYI, her math isnt really good. good enough to solve all the problems, but not good enough to TEACH. and when she teaches me she tends to lose her patience more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: see ah you take this then you use this formular then u square this because this is also square so u square *scribbles all over the paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH? slower i don't understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: *EVEN FASTER* (velocity= 1000 words per second) HAIYO YOU TAKE THIS ONE BECAUSE THIS ONE FITS THAT ONE SO U SQUARE THIS THEN U TIMES TO MAKE IT SAME THEN U REMOVE THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: huh i dont understand u! aiya i ask my fren la. *tries to take paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: *SNATCHES PAPER BACK* (velocity= 1000000 words per second) NONO YOU LISTEN TO ME. THEN AFTER THAT RIGHT YOU TAKE THIS ONE COZ THIS ONE IS UNDER THIS FORUMLAR AND THEN YOU GET THE SAME AS THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (displacement= 100000000000 words per second) *doesnt know whether to cry or laugh* MOM PLS LEMME ASK MY FREN! *takes paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: *SNATCHES PAPER BACK AGAIN* LISTENNNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *bursts out laughing* PLS I REALLY DONT UNDERSTAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: *bursts out laughing too* WHAT'S SO FUNNY? LISTEN! *tries to keep a straight face but to no avail*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH MAN. im never gona ask her to teach me math again. SERIOUS. HAHA IT WAS REALLY HILARIOUS/RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of velocity+displacement, physics lesson on thursday was super funny. the entire board was filled with all the velocity/displacement time graphs. and he LOVES to lean against the whiteboard. so when he turned to face the board i was wondering why on earth was there a green patch on the back of his shirt. then i realised....THE GRAPHS. HAHAHAH. so i told meiling and then we burst out laughing. and better still, he was wearing CHECKED SHIRT. so his shirt looked like a graph paper for the graphs. HAHA SUPER FUNNY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. had station games dry run today. im really glad it went smoothly. coz like jukhuan and i were the only ones who knew the entire procedure of everything. and GUESS WHAT. JU COULDNT COME TODAY. woa i was super scared la. coz like everyone else didnt really know what was gona happen and so i had to brief all of them =S but it went quite okay la! but thnx everyone for helping! esp those who weren't ic of station games- debbo, lynette and yenlin. and of course ju for helping me in alot alot of stuff although u were just a mentor! yay hope we can make improvements for the next dry run, and that the final station games will be a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh audrey has influenced me with her jap songs. VAINLLA and VIVA ROCK. VIVA ROCK IS RIDICULOUSLY AMUSING. &lt;em&gt;have you ever heard of the orange range? don't tell your mama or she'll think you're insane!&lt;/em&gt; HAHAH what on earth la so senseless! o and the latest: drops of jupiter. nice song =) big scale analogy. i've listened to it quite a few times but only realised the niceness of it last night -.- so shibai right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me, did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;and that heaven is overrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, did you fall for a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;one without for a permanent scar&lt;br /&gt;and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;and head back to the milky way&lt;br /&gt;tell me, did venus blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;was it everything you wanted to find&lt;br /&gt;and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114087063887098784?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114087063887098784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114087063887098784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114087063887098784' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-114017918499605870</id><published>2006-02-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:26:25.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that recently almost everyone is stressed/suffering from depression? its super sad man. this week has been a real busy one. tuesday saw tuition + piano lesson + convention proposal pushing me to my limits. it was the worst day ever. firstly i had to miss lunch to learn the all star dance for today. then after school i had to go to 105 to give them their vday gifts, but joelynn came 10mins late. so i could only leave school at 320. then i had to rush off for tuition which was at 4. and i hadnt even had my lunch yet. so i boarded 105 and when i reached cjc, i check my hp and realised my mom was waiting in skool for me. so i called her and she kinda scolded me. and i was so so super stressed/pissed that i ended up shouting =/ so i reached home at 354, sitting in front of a freshly cooked and PIPING HOT bowl of instant noodles. and so i was blowing at it super hard. it seemed as if i wanted to cool it as fast as possible. but i was actl so super angry that i decided to vent my anger on the noodles =P and finally at 403 i was sitting in the car on my way to tuition. and i sudeenly felt so super tired. oh man that's the worst feeling one can have. having so many things in one day is alrdy bad enough. but feeling TOO TIRED TO DO ANYTHING is the worst. so anw i pulled through. finished tuition at 6. came back at 611. lay on my bed in hope of catching some rest. 4mins later my piano teacher came -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well but i guess its just a passing phase. the just-entered-upper-sec phase. or more of just-entered-psb phase. heh. so here's a form of encouragement for these ppl: weiting, tammy, manda and meiling! CHEER UP GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting: cheer up! dont be too stressed over guides+psb+convention stuff! we can pull through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tammy: SLI was GREAT! YOU DID A GREAT JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda: DONT BE TOO STRESSED OVER YOUR HW =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiling: jiayou for ur red cross camp proposal! dont worry! i've got a proposal due tonight too! we can die together XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had life skills module yst. made lasagna and tiramisu. BUT i just had to have super super bad cramps just before the lesson started. oh man that was the worst feeling ever k. cooking when u have super bad cramps. it was so pain that i was perspiring. and then i was chopping the onions and so i started tearing. so basically i was all WET. haha but the lasagna's nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw so had SLI today. haha it wasnt as bad as i expected la. as in during the rehearsals the shaking hands part was super long. but today it was quite fast. and poor zhiying came to skool today with one button missing from her vest. HAHA. ohhh and sitting down and listening to all 4 speeches was the worst thing ever man. coz we had to sit with our legs CLOSED and our backs STRAIGHT and our hands PUT TOGETHER. and we were so super hot and our stockings were soaking with perspiration but we couldnt fan ourselves. haha. then our DANCE ITEM. ALL STAR! eh the timing was so dangerous la. becky was helping me fold my sleeves and they started running on stage alrdy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i FINALLY went to make my ic today. FINALLY after like WEEKS. but i spent the whole afternoon. at first my mom wanted to bring me to the hairdresser to wash n blow my hair, coz its super POOF and she didnt want me to take ic photo with my hair tied up coz it'll look bare o_O and then somehow i ended up straightening it. HAHA. but it'll go curly again once i wash it la. i cant bear to wash my hair now! I WANT STRAIGHT HAIR! raaaah. anw i reached SIR 5mins before they closed. really phew man. if not i'd have to go back another day again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee just had dinner. my parents were having a super LAME conversation over the dinner table. my mum was asking my maid wad food there was for tmr's dinner&lt;br /&gt;(FYI, the following has got to do with grammar and sentence structuring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid: chicken got 3 thighs&lt;br /&gt;dad: *bursts out laughing* eh...can u pls teach her how to speak queen's english&lt;br /&gt;maid: then got pork BILLY *supposedly belly*&lt;br /&gt;dad: *laughs even louder* *to my mum* eh you want to eat the fish billy?&lt;br /&gt;mum: tmr im not having dinner at home. i got wedding.&lt;br /&gt;dad: hoi...wad u got wedding?!&lt;br /&gt;mum: *to my maid* can you cut some korean pear&lt;br /&gt;dad: *stares at mum*&lt;br /&gt;mum: *stares back* im not racist....&lt;br /&gt;dad: *to my maid* can you put the korean pear on a china plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and so the entire conversation consisted of all these kinda lame stuff. okai going off now. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-114017918499605870?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114017918499605870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/114017918499605870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114017918499605870' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113973542268360593</id><published>2006-02-12T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:10:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i really wish ppl can just respect what i believe in. questioning and probing me further in hope of trying to change my stand is not the solution. im not being oversensitive or unrealistic. yes i admit i am afraid of such stuff. but by doing this i may provide false implications which may lead to undesired consequences. so pls, it may be a pain to you but your understanding is greatly appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113973542268360593?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113973542268360593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113973542268360593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113973542268360593' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113958186967691520</id><published>2006-02-10T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T22:31:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i came home at 7 and caught the last part of millionaire rebel, which ended at 730. then it was frozen impact. i managed to catch the introduction with all the characters. then i was so tired that i fell asleep in front of the tv. and then i CLEVERLY decided to wake up at 930 to appreciate the credits and cast -.- SO SADDED PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha tuesday was a shiok day. li lao shi didnt come so we had one free block. LI LAO SHI ROX MAN. SHE'S SUPER NICE. but that's not the point. the point is that kok, meiling, cheryl and i spent the entire time talking about GIVING BIRTH. i sparked it off by asking shara how much younger shuna was than her. and she said one minute. and then she started telling me her entire story and blablabla. then POK meiling started vividly describing her experience witnessing a caesarian operation LIVE. OHMYWORD im never ever gona give birth. NEVER EVER. BUT I WANT CHILDREN. HOWWWWW. raaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had life skills module yst. zhiying's my partner! yayyy! was doing spanish. so first the teacher started demonstrating how to make COLD SOUP. ohmyword. the word COLD alrdy puts you off. how do you make it? chuck in all sorts of weird vegetables and GARLIC, and then add CRUSHED ICE and BLEND THE WHOLE THING TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;1) the name of the soup alrdy put me off&lt;br /&gt;2) the colour of the soup put me off too&lt;br /&gt;3) the TASTE of the soup KILLED ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tasted like....?!?!?! it was COLD, SOUR, and SPICY HOT. the worst soup i've ever tasted. then zhiying was super pro la. first she told us "aye actl this soup looks like vomit don't u think so!" and EEEWWW we were even more put off by that. then YA JIE came along and said "eh actl this soup quite nice ah!" HAHAHA at that moment everyone's face was like DING *lights up* and started pouring soup into her cup. then pro zhiying told me to gulp it down so i wont taste so much of it. i listened. i gulped. and i died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raah not fair this yr rgs not featured in the news! no fun....no more running past cameras and tryna get interviewed. HAHA ok jk. anw today on the bus i told manda aq and audrey that i was gona join singapore idol. AND THEY ALL LAUGHED AT ME. so discouraging pls! like i have hidden talent la! they havent heard me sing before then they start laughing at me =( oh well. MY TALENT SHALL SOON BE DISCOVERED =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw had roll offs today. did quite well and im quite happy with today's score. if not for the fact that we changed lanes and got a super super dry lane on the third game and so i bowled 136 =/ sheesh that kinda pulled my entire avg down. ohwell but nth compared to the sec4s la! i dono why but recently they've become cao pro. you just look at the screen and can easily spot a couple of 200s. SO COOL XD i hope i can do as well/ do better for the next 2 roll offs. okai i better go off and do my math now. math makes meiling make michelle make me mad. ALLITERATION =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113958186967691520?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113958186967691520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113958186967691520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113958186967691520' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113903475247202352</id><published>2006-02-04T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T14:32:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The marvel of the Redemptive Reality of God is that the worst and the vilest can never get to the bottom of His love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yst during trng, when cat announced the news, my heart sank like a BOWLING BALL. most likely 2 teams only. WHHHHHY. on thursday she spoke to audrey and me, telling us how we need more confidence. and that we still have 2 more years. i don't know what she's tryna imply by saying that. or maybe im just too sensitive. yes i am. ok i am. roll offs are next week. HALLELUJAH. im currently in distress. i let the school down last yr. i dont wanna let the school down this yr yet i wanna play. HOW IRONIC. ok i shall stop at that. or else everyone will close this window and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed was a horrible day. the night before i dreamt that i saw sarah and erlina. sarah was dressed like a national flag. red shirt white skirt. eh i think she wore that same set of clothes when we were visiting mel's hse that's why. =P and then we took bus 798 to suntec. sheesh. since when did a 798 exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then had psl session after skool and i was rushing home for tuition. so a whole troop of us boarded the bus and it was really crowded. so the bus driver got really annoyed and he said "rgs de ren qing tui hou! ni men shi ming xiao, wo bu yong jiang ni men. rgs qing tui hou" -.- then just before the cjc bus stop where i was supposed to get off, this cjc guy pressed the stop button. but SURPRISE the bus driver just ZOOMED past the bus stop. HE PRO LA. i was so pissed can. anyhow say ppl he himself didnt even stop. CAUSE SO MUCH MORE TROUBLE PLS. fortunately i could still stop at the next stop, before the bus would go on the highway to ANG MO KIO. but the poor cjc guy was like....stuck in the middle of the highway and there was no overhead bridge to cross the road. so he had to run along the highway back to cjc. poor thing right. thnx to the pro driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was waiting for the next bus to go home. and it finally came. so i stuck out my hand to flag it over. and once again, SURPRISE it just ZOOMED past. then he stopped a few meters in front of the bus stop. so i walked to the door, and waited for like...15 seconds before he opened the door. and when i got up he mumbled smth to me which i couldn't even hear. so i just nodded and sat down. like HELLO I WAS FLAGGING FOR HIM TO STOP. it was his problem that he didnt see me and just zoomed past. moreover, bus drivers should drive INTO the bus lane even if there are no passengers getting off. isnt that common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. then we went to celebrate my ah ma's birthday at night. went to this restaurant at thomson plaza called PEACH GARDEN. what a name. haha. but the food there was really good man. esp the fish. everyone was busy enjoying the fish. then finally there was one last piece left. and so they started being "polite" as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: nah you take the last piece *spins lazy susan*&lt;br /&gt;uncle: nonono i dowan. you take! *spins again*&lt;br /&gt;grandaunty: nono i've had enough! you take la! *spins again*&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: bu yao bu yao! ni na! *spins again*&lt;br /&gt;granduncle: bu yao bu yao! gou le! *spins again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this went on and on. and of course, something had to be done. so i said "I WANT!" at that moment, everyone went silent. HAHAHAHA. each of them were hoping that by offering it to someone else they would get the piece. but too bad. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this young waiter who was super sian coz he had nth to do. so everytime i drank one sip of water he would chiong over to refill it. so i decided to give him smth to do so that he wont feel so sian. i made him play a game with me. i kept drinking and pausing and drinking and pausing. and he would keep refilling and refilling and refilling. he seemed to be coping with the easy level rather well. so i decided to upgrade him to intermediate level. i started taking a sip of my tea then water then tea then water. HAHAHA. ok i know im very mean. but i was just super bored, and so was he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i better go off to do geog and math now. apparently for math we're learning what the J2s are learning. partial fractions. i wonder what on earth we will learn when we go to J2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113903475247202352?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113903475247202352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113903475247202352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113903475247202352' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113868138226068525</id><published>2006-01-31T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:23:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DONT WANNA SLEEP TONIGHT. why. coz i've been having super super super weird and senseless dreams for 5 nights in a row! so freaky pls. plus i think obs is haunting me. many of my dreams were abt obs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday night:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i went back to obs and saw our instructor issss. then obs was over and we all went home. and so i was walking home from obs through the kembangan estate. but it was so weird coz i usually walk from eunos, not kembangan. and i seemed to be walking the route which i take when i go home from lao shi's tuition. and it was like 2am. so everything was super super dark. then suddenly i saw a female CORPSE lying on the patch of grass. apparently she had committed suicide. and the place was so SMELLY. then i had no choice but to walk past the corpse. and just as i was abt to do so, this strong wind swept past and the grass turned into MUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday night:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that yiu sum and i were taking 190 from the orchard side to go to school. then as we got down from the bus, we saw AUDREY HO at the bus stop. and she was in a PREFECT'S ATTIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday night:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was a TKGS girl having COOKING LESSONS along the RGS CORRIDOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday night:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that we were back at obs again. and we were having our sea expedition. i was the navigator again. and we were supposed to go to: THE ARCTIC. and isss told us that once we reached there, I, THE NAVIGATOR, had to CAPSIZE into the icy cold water to measure the thickness of the ice. then i recalled the march of the penguins, whereby the penguin got eaten up by this ugly sea monster. and i freaked out. so we kayaked from ubin and reached the arctic, (dont ask me how we managed to, its just a dream) and mich and i were swaying our kayaks, about to capsize, but, I WOKE UP. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday night:&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that we were on another sea expedition, but this time it was to CHINA. so we miraculously kayaked all the way to china. and then ahead of us was this channel with RUSHING WATERS. it was so scary la! the waves were so high. so we had to stop there and go on shore. and as i got onto the shore, i saw a RAINBOW. HAHAHA. that's like so noah la! maybe God is trying to tell me smth. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sigh i hope i dont continue having such dreams man. they're driving me nuts. was supposed to go to botanic gardens for some activities today. but it started at 8am! so early! by the time i woke up it was alrdy 1030. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on friday after cny celebration audrey and i went to taka. then as we walked past wisma, we were admiring the mini aquarium. and we saw this cute little sharkie chasing 4 cute little fishies. HAHA it was super funny la. they were going round and round the humongous tank. i suggested that they were having a CNY RITUAL. and audrey suggested that we could take a video of it and send it to america's funniest animals. and so i happily took a video of it, looking even stupider chasing them. and then we realised, we arent american citizens, so we're ineligible. HAHA. but oh well. here it is. actl its not that funny on video la. but im just very amused by the fact that i can upload videos onto my blog XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VTKHleoq8KY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VTKHleoq8KY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113868138226068525?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113868138226068525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113868138226068525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113868138226068525' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113828803222491517</id><published>2006-01-26T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:07:12.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In ever loving memory of.....&lt;strong&gt;THE HAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113828558951-2.jpg?1580444059" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth: 13-01-1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called home on: 20-01-1991, at the grand opening of the royal bandage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly missed by: mel loon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of deceased: PUT SUNBLOCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week has passed since the grand openinig and yet there is still a stark contrast. this ugly tan mark has become famous amongst the sec 3s. and it'll probably go down as an obs legend of THE GIRL WITH THE WEIRD TAN MARK. its like everytime ppl will walk pass and see the mark and go "OH MAN! HAHAHAHAHAHHA!" -.- SUPER SAD K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my thighs were peeling like mad yst. like mad as in REALLY LIKE MAD. i didnt wanna peel coz it looked so gross. budden even if i left it alone it just kept peeling and peeling on its own. and now, my entire right thigh is full of fresh skin. just imagine how much it was peeling. and my record of the largest piece of skin peeled is about this big.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today was mei ling's turn to peel. and so for the entire chinese lesson we were just peeling and peeling and peeling and the entire floor was filled with skin. AND SHARA IS DISGUSTING! she demanded mei ling's skin and she wanted mei ling to peel bigger ones. then she took it and SMELLED it. disgusting right! SHARA YOU HUNTER! very soon we're gona hafta set up a conserve-the-meiling project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was super fun la! mr ng didnt come for math. so we used the lesson to do our modulus assignment and worksheet XD. then physics was boring la. as in we're still on foundations and all those measure techniques and what not la. so during grp work our entire grp was like tryna learn vietnamese from hai ly. its so hard can! like she was teaching us how to pronounce her surname nguyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai ly: ngoooo-en&lt;br /&gt;us: ngoooo-en&lt;br /&gt;hai ly: *laughs* NOOOO NGOO-EN&lt;br /&gt;us: NGOOOO-EN&lt;br /&gt;hai ly: *shakes head* NGOOOO-EN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're like ISNT IT THE SAME??!!! HAHAHA. ok but i think to them it sounds super wrong la. and we learnt 2 phrases. i like apple and i like you. so in order to see whether we had the correct pronunciation we went to say it to the other vietnamese ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: bao ngan come here! toynh tenk taonh&lt;br /&gt;bao ngan: HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;me: OH NO SHE DOESNT UNDERSTAND. ok. TOYNH- TEENK TAOOOONH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha super sad la. but i feel so accomplished! i memorized all their names and matched all their faces! XD my next goal is to memorize their SURNAMES. i've memorized 2 surnames alrdy. XD and i shall end off with a revision of my vietnamese lesson today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nguyen bao ngan&lt;br /&gt;pham ti to lan&lt;br /&gt;something hanh linh&lt;br /&gt;something quynh loan&lt;br /&gt;something quynh anh&lt;br /&gt;nguyen hai ly aka our tutor&lt;br /&gt;something ha linh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113828803222491517?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113828803222491517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113828803222491517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113828803222491517' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113791627214863182</id><published>2006-01-22T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T15:51:12.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>obs rocked. i shall start my personal recount of my past 5 days. but before i do so, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: all who have yet to experience obs and do not want to spoil the fun of anticipation and excitement, GO AWAY. DON'T READ. PLUCK OFF THE WIRE FROM YOUR COMPUTER NOW. NOWWWWWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok good.&lt;br /&gt;day 1: i drank red bean soup with a humongous ant for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2: we practised kayaking. first we practised our capsizing in the shallow water, which was only about 2m deep. then, we went out to the deep deep sea channel which was so deep that submarines could pass by. JUST IMAGINE. i was super scared la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is: ok label yourselves A B A B *mel and mich gets A* ok now A move out, you will be the first to capsize and B will be your rescuers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: AHHH DOWAN DOWAN DOWAN GOT JELLYFISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is: quick all the As go down NOW. NOWWWWW. NOWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: NONONONONONONONO *sways super hard and unintentionally capsizes* *kicks like mad in order to chase the jellyfish away but ends up having leg cramps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then later we went for our land expedition. clever mel volunteered to carry the mess tins. so when i put on my bag, WOA REALLY LIKE TORTOISE OK. i could hardly stand up la! i was falling backwards man. so after ages of hiking we finally reached our destination. so we built our CROOKED basher and ate our UNCOOKED rice with my fork and spoon which fell onto the MUD. then we went to the sea to wash our stuff. clever mel was squatting down on a rock with a torchlight in btwn her knees, washing her mess tins. and *SPLASH* energizer fell into the water. so mel screamed and reached out to retrieve it and *SCRATCH* scratched her hand against the barnacle-infested rock. hallelujah. and so i screamed for first aid and gerry and jia ning came over to put a cotton wool and tape my wound. and so on friday night, i had a grand opening of my cotton wool. and when i opened, TADA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 514px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="385" src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113791413109-2.jpg?1398074464" width="516" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO UGLY PLEASE. I ALMOST CRIED LA! cny coming summore. my ah ma surely scream one. anyway anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3:&lt;br /&gt;RAFT BUILDING! we built a pro-ded raft and called it SO PRO. =) ROCKS. then kurt called their raft BEANCURD. AHHAHAHA. super funny la they! coz they had no guides inside. so all suka suka tie one. then the ground was uneven and they didnt tie the barrel tightly to the metal poles. so when they went into the water, their raft really beancurd man! when all of them sat on, the top part of the raft high above the water. then the middle part just nice floating on the water. then the bottom part sinking in the water. LOOK LIKE NATIONAL STADIUM! HAHAHHA! SUPER FUNNY LA we couldnt stop laughing man. plus their barrel came loose and floated vertically on the water, like dong dong qiang lidat. HAHA. and they looked as if they were posing for a class photo man. but ours was STEADY AND SO PRO =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did climbing! not fair lor! the other watches just had to climb the rock wall. but kurt and bo seng had to climb the WOBBLY thingy. we had to climb this thing abt 15m high. the first part was the green snake ladder, followed by a wooden ladder and then a fishing net. then we were supposed to be connected as a pair and climb up. so mich and i were like "ok lets aim to reach the top of the wodden ladder, seems quite easy". and the moment i got onto the snake ladder, i started screaming. IT WAS ROTATING 360 DEGREES! and i was super scared la. we took 10mins to get from the snake ladder to the wooden ladder. mich stepped on my shoulder to get up. haha! according to hazel and a few other poks my face looked super funny/scrunched/constipated. NOT MY FAULT K i was so scared la. but in the end, we reached the top! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then at night we had sea ex briefing. then they showed us this chart formation of how we were supposed to kayak. we had to be in this diamond shape with 4 leaders on each end. and i was like HOHO whoever is at the end suay man. imagine a sea snake comes and jumps at her XD. i'd never be one of those...i rather stick in the middle. and so when it came to choosing 4 leaders, one from each watch, TADA they chose me. and then amongst the 4 of us, when it came to choosing navigator, TADA they chose me too. I WAS SUPER SCARED LA. like i never expected to be navigator pls! i was so mentally unprepared! so i made a flowchart of all the possibilites and kept chanting it throughout the entire night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) navigator--&gt; navigate--&gt; 64 ppl--&gt; 32 kayaks--&gt; get lost--&gt; everyone throw jellyfish at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) navigator--&gt; first to kayak--&gt; deep open sea--&gt; high possibility of encountering jellyfish/sea snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)navigator--&gt; capsize--&gt; everyone else's kayak crash into you--&gt; everyone laugh at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4:&lt;br /&gt;and so we set off. at first i was super scared la. but after that it got quite ok. but there was just one problem which i didnt forsee. since mich and i were the first to kayak, we would be pushing the STILL water in order to move, whereas everyone else behind us would be KOPING OUR CURRENT AND FLOATING ALONG WITH IT. SUPER THE NOT FAIR LOR. but anw, it was fun! along the way we saw alot of flying fish FLYING RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY COCKPIT =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aye mich...actl the water out here is quite clean leh....*sees a piece of shit floating by....* HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5:&lt;br /&gt;so we kayaked back again. and i shall bravely announce this to the whole of kurt, bo seng, barker and swee seng: MICH AND I LOST OUR MAP THE NIGHT BEFORE. SO WE WERE ACTUALLY KAYAKING BACK WITHOUT A MAP =) DONT WE ROCK. HAHAHA. but we didnt get lost lor! so cool right XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay so now im back. I SURVIVED! IN ONE PIECE! XD obs was fun man. although somewhere towards then end of the camp i got homesick. but its still super cool! its like many things we did were challenging. before i did them i was like "oh man so scary i dont wanna do!" but after doing it i felt super accomplished XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw was doing songleading for jss in church this morning. yay i finally have a fixed role in jss. hahaha. they're very hip now lor. sing songs like Lord i lift Your name one high, MY REDEEMER LIVES. oh man. we never sang that during our time la. oh well. good for them la =D jacq's goingg off tonight...baah....i still remember when she came in 2004. i was like "im sec 1 now...jacq's sec 3, so the next time jacq comes back, she'll be 17! oh man that's so old!" ahhhh time flies. next time jacq comes she'll be driving a car. HAHAHA. oh well. ok i better go off and do some work now...though i've done most of them. BYEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113791627214863182?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113791627214863182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113791627214863182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113791627214863182' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113716075212504250</id><published>2006-01-13T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:59:12.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY i had the best day today! i really did. i learnt a really big lesson.  but i shan't say. SECRET =) anw, CAN I SAY THIS ONCE MORE. MY BROTHER IS REALLY CONCERNED ABOUT THE WELFARE OF MY BELOVED HANDPHONE. for my bday in p5 he gave me a hp pouch. for my bday in p6 he gave me a hp holder. for last christmas he gave me another hp holder. and for my bday today he gave me a.....HP POUCH! HAHAHAHA! but its super cute! its a giraffe! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. thnx all for your sms-es and gifts and cards! thnx char ling des limin peiting jo sab yunie and lijie for the porcupine! thnx yaru for ur pressie with the smudged spongebob drawing! (i havent opened it yet heh thnx kor for the hp pouch! thnx to my sec 1s: steffina for the letter! diyanah for the hand-made card! and chloe for your letter! shi yun for your e-card! and the biggest joke of all: thnx limin for the CHRISTMAS CARD! HAHAHAH! (u still owe me my hotelier lol). as for the sms-es, thnx limin sijia yaru zhixin jiahui wq tess mom&amp;dad kor yuling husena gab rach oon. did i miss anyone out?? if i did thnx too! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for trng. then went to parkway for dinner with jacq ray and tess. we were having this photo taking frenzy outside the toilet la! coz there was this huge wall with a super nice background. super funny! haha took loadsa picks. then we made a passerby help us take an EVOLUTION picture. haha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113716039596-2.jpg?1037387293"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's tess being prime ape-ish but ends up looking like she's licking my ass. me being gorilla-ish. ray acting like those MIB monsters. and jacq acting cute with her half-worn shoe. HAHA! yayy ok i better enjoy 2 more hours of my birthday. this would be the most unique birthday ever! BYE! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113716075212504250?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113716075212504250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113716075212504250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113716075212504250' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113697694142442188</id><published>2006-01-11T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T18:55:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my birthday this year roxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 13th day of the 13th month&lt;br /&gt;2) friday the 13th aka black friday&lt;br /&gt;3) index no. 13&lt;br /&gt;4) friday = weekend = party long long&lt;br /&gt;5) next week obs = no school = party even longer! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea. i better enjoy this birthday. in 2 days time im gona be an economically active citizen! *feels geoggish* and i can make my ic =D and can i just say this once more. 105 is so sweet and so cute la! its like today i stepped into their class and saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113697654822-2.jpg?335685414"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right! and then another girl gave me a hand-made card! so sweet ah....anw then we had psl session. yup. and after that flora yiyin and i stayed back to talk abt how to improve on our sessions other than just proposals. and we ended up having this super inspirational talk. hahaha. was quite cool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw first week of lessons have been quite slack la. still stuck with introductoin of all the weird stuff and all. except for math. haha i think mei ling's a super cool math partner la! its like we stare at the super cheem equation. and we're like "ok dont worry we can do it. the others who could do it were VIETNAMESE and they came in thru math. so their math is super pro. we're not lan. *pats shoulder*" HAHA. and then we came up with super weird self-invented logics to solve the problem. aye but we ended up with all the correct answers k! not bad sia! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i add on to my new yr resolution. memorize all the vietnamese's names. i think they're names are super cool la! there's like a ngyuen qyunh loan. and then a ngyuen bao ngan. and a wad wad pyunh thi tor lanh. and a ngyunh qinh anh. ohoh and my favourite name, ngyuen HANH linh! the HANH is pronounced as the way the japanese say their yes. and it's with a *click* sound. and then on top of their names they've like all the weirdo thingies like ` and ~. SUPER COOL K! haha michelle and i have been like having fun shouting random names over the past few days =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. school's still rather weird. one less batch of snrs, one more batch of jnrs. including sitting at a different table in the canteen. and of course a different classroom. i still remember how i almost died everyday climbing 4 storeys and walking all the way to the end of E block. oh well. i'll get used to all these changes soon. i hope. looking forward to obs! but i think i'll feel homesick =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw shall end off with a 105 class photo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113697677861-2.jpg?321551148"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113697694142442188?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113697694142442188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113697694142442188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113697694142442188' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113664425988415575</id><published>2006-01-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:30:59.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sisters in learning, sisters at heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man....im missing orientation! orientation rocked ok! had stayover last night. we sat on the stage with all the other class's psls and everyone was busy making gifts for their sec 1s. haha. ours was super shibai la. our original plan was to put a message in a test tube with some colourful mnms, then cover the tube with a flower. first joelynn spent like ages teaching us how to fold flowers for them. then when we folded all our flowers and prepared all our notes, i had the honour of putting the first mnm in and SURPRISE. IT GOT STUCK. HAHAHA. we were like....*blink blink* *jaw drops* and we took a good 15 mins getting it out. so in the end we COMPROMISED =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aiya nvm keep on hitting. im sure the mnm can come out la. if it can go in it can come out one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flora: *sticks little finger into another tube* yea i dont understand why the mnms can't fit! see even my finger can fit in! *tries to pull it out and gets stuck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. and so she took a good 10 mins to twist and turn and yank her pinkie out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had NIGHT SURPRISE! haha our item rocked man! although it was rather lame XD and apparently my line has become very famous amongst the psls and sec 1s =S "pick up money drop again, pick up money drop again, ......x1000000" super pro k! its like a STUNT la! must do with the correct timing. the other time during practice i was doing halfway and got a lil tired. so i just paused for like a split second, and when i got up, *PIAK* gena whacked by char. AHHA. then i had muscle ache for 3 days also. so last night to prevent aching i did stretching before the performance =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup. anyway, the past few days have really been fun and memorable. its so amazing how time pasts so quickly. like just a while ago i was having psls. and now im one! and i guess the journey is very much different for me this time as compared to when i was sec 1. i've got responsibilities, a whole class to take care of...and much much more! but im really glad i chose to go on this journey. its cool man. anw i gtg now, super tired...and last but not least, 105 ROCKS! I LOVE YOU 105! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113664425988415575?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113664425988415575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113664425988415575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113664425988415575' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113628396484194962</id><published>2006-01-03T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:26:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school was, so-so. im sad. im super super sad. so many horrible things happened today and last night. one of the reasons is probably coz i miss 205. and i miss my seniors. yea. and so many many more. i just wanna cry now =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113628396484194962?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113628396484194962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113628396484194962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113628396484194962' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113611956343206646</id><published>2006-01-01T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:46:03.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR PULL YOUR EAR. i'd always look forward to new years coz that's the best time where i could start anew and study hard and live a better life and blablabla. but oh well. this yr it's somehow different. maybe coz i know everytime i set a resolution it never gets fulfilled. haha. but i shall and i MUST fulfil one resolution this yr. READ THE ENTIRE BIBLE. arghh i can never get myself to do that k. i tried before but failed to do so. so, im going to start TODAY. and force myself to do it no matter what. 2 chapters a day. problem is i don't know how im gona spread them out. 2 chapters a day, plus my daily devotion...hmm...nvm. zhongzhi i must read it no matter what. DIE DIE MUST READ. GO OBS ALSO MUST READ. (although i doubt so...haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've just come to a sudden realisation that...it's gona be quite tough for me and..well....many this yr. we'd all be clinging on to our old classmates and wouldn't be really comfortable with our new classes yet. plus...for the first week im gona be missing classes almost half the time la. oh well i pray hard that i can fit in quick enough. plus audrey's class is so so far away from mine! no more running over to scream at her anytime i want to.....=( bleagh. and i envy my brother. he gets what....2 or 3 weeks of orientation?! that's crazy man! whole day go out play play play....baah....nvm....my turn will come soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee yst was super cool. went to church for dinner and family night. then had stayover at tess's hse. we played some games. then after that we did a countdown outside her hse. we stood across the whole of jalan ismail and at exactly 12 we went HA-PPY-NEW-YEAR-PULL-YOUR-YEAR! HA-PPY-NEW-YEAR-PULL-YOUR-EAR! hahaha. then they played imaginiff. super funny la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if tess were a HISTORIC DISASTER. what would she be. one of the choices was sinking of the titanic. then the other one was stock market crash. haha! then imagine if amanda were to kiss her first date good night. which part of the body would it be? lips, cheek, back of hand, FEET or TONSILS. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anw. im off now. going to pack my study room. its in a mess. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113611956343206646?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113611956343206646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113611956343206646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113611956343206646' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113595948160485475</id><published>2005-12-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:18:01.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>classes are out. 305!! wheee!! oh man every single class i associate with is a fiver la. 105'04 205'05 305'06! and im ic of 105'06! how cool man. once a fiver, ALWAYS A FIVER =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ccao today. come let me tell you my story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to wake up at 545 and leave house at 620 so that i could reach skool at 640. but when i woke up, SURPRISE, it's 623! so i immediately woke my dad up, washed up, put on my stockings, wore my blouse and culottes and grabbed the other stuff (including breakfast) and hopped into the car. by then it was 629 (not bad eh). so i was tying my hair and eating my peanut pancake and trying to wear my tie at the same time. then, when we were at the paya lebar highway, SURPRISE. i didn't bring mandy's geog book. i was like ARGH WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS. i wanted to just forget it and pass it to her another time. but i recalled her sms. "MUST remember to bring ah! else my mom will MURDER ME! *murder me muder me muder me.......*" and i know that once mandy says that it means that she'll murder me before her mom muders her. so BLEAGH, we had to turn arnd to go home and take the book. and i reached school at....655 =S SEE LA MANDY! HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, so i reached school just in time for the last 5mins of briefing. and then when we went out, SURPRISE! there was this whole long queue of p6s at the security guard table. and we were like o_O?!! what on earth are they doing. then we stared at the secruity guard. he was new. and we realised. HE WAS MAKING THEM SIGN IN ON THE FILE THING ONE BY ONE. AHAHHAHAHA BIG JOKE LA. my goodness can u imagine! 400 over students Q-ing up to sign in -.- so we had to like cut halfway. and walk down hundreds of students chasing them away. and so the whole day of orientation has tired me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro received a call from his rj orientation leader today and he is currently very put off by his groupmates. all prc scholars. HAHA. ahh poor thing man. prc + my brother = NO association man. he was complaining to me about all the possible things that could happen. like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: aye lets go sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;prc: arh bu yao qu shentosha la! hui jia du shu maRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but oh well. hopefully those prc peeps will teach him how to study hard. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee the new yr's coming soon. church peeps are coming to our place to stayover tmr night after church. YAY!!! i think its gona be super cool la. like last yr, where jon goh scared us with his ghost stories and we ended up going to the toilet in 4s. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i probably won't be blogging till next yr. so here's wishing everyone a happy new year! and the new yr signifies *ahem* someone's birthday coming soon =D HAHA. aiya but my birthday's on the first day of OBS -.- ok fine let's take it positively. congratulations mel loon! you have just received a birthday package! a 5-day 4-night stay away from school life and away form the hustle and bustle of the busy city! sleep amidst the luxurious green fields and wake up to be treated to nature's masterpiece! race through time as you canoe through the river rapids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered...in the OBS form for swimming, there was frequency 0-1-2. i put 1 -.- i should've put 0 la. I CANT SWIM FOR NUTS. argh forget it. haha i have no mood to continue with my positive thinking anymore and im very thirsty. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113595948160485475?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113595948160485475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113595948160485475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113595948160485475' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113566604273302522</id><published>2005-12-27T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T14:47:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT PIANO TODAY. ARGH. my whole day is ruined just coz of piano. piano ruins my life. every tuesday my life is destroyed because every tuesday i have piano. ARGH. and its so ex! sucha waste of money! im not an aspiring musician so piano really is a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of the groaning. lets start with reporting day. woa first thing in the morning i alrdy got killed. carrying 11 orientation bags in yucky courtshoes up 2 levels. NOT NICE. i was alrdy struggling up the flight of stairs and katrina was laughing at me wich made me burst out laughing. and that did not help me in anyway. so after that torturous trip we were all perspiring like mad. SO HOT OK. and then i had to rush for registration duty. we were all like broken tape recorders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hi good morning which class are you in?&lt;br /&gt;she: *stares blankly at me*&lt;br /&gt;me: you can take a look at the whiteboard over there to search for your class&lt;br /&gt;*another family comes*&lt;br /&gt;me: hi good morning which class are you in?&lt;br /&gt;she: 108&lt;br /&gt;me: and your name is?&lt;br /&gt;she: blablabla&lt;br /&gt;me: *ticks name* ok this is your booklist, the programme for today, your uniform order list and the floor plan of the school. welcome to rgs!&lt;br /&gt;x10000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and i bet you those p6s didnt even hear a single thing i was saying. coz they looked so scared la they were just smiling sheepishly at me and nodding their heads. poor kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on saturday i went for my first trng in 24 days. yes. that's bad. didnt bowl for a month. but it was quite cool. i expected my bowling to go really haywire. then we went to collect our new car! its super cool. but its SILVER AGAIN. argh. sucha disappointment. so it was goodbye to the merc and hello to lexus. and we had to go through the same torment we went through when we first collected the merc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: AIYO what's this patch down here?? *spits saliva and wipes*&lt;br /&gt;bro: dad...your saliva's dirtier than that patch la&lt;br /&gt;me: *comes into the car with a winter melon drink*&lt;br /&gt;dad: hoi hoi what you doing!&lt;br /&gt;*car enters the house*&lt;br /&gt;bro: *takes out seatbelt*&lt;br /&gt;dad: HOI wait wait dont open the door yet!&lt;br /&gt;bro: what...im just taking out my seatbelt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha oh well ok i dont blame my dad for the last one. coz i remember on the first day we collected the merc, the car stopped in the house and my bro just whammed open the door and *PIAK*. HAHAHHA u should have seen that PAINED look on my dad. first day alrdy the door of the car got scratched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went to church on sunday morning for christmas service. then jacq tess and i went to fareast to have a 4 course meal at chippy's. haha. we were like owning the whole place la. and tess thinks i look like a care bear! WHERE GOT! that's such an insult! hahah imagine me being a care bear. like some baddie comes up to attack me. then i stick my tummy out and shake from side to side and go CARE BEAAAARRRRR and all the hearts and starts come out. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i think my brother's very concerned about the welfare of my hp. in p5 he gave me a hp pouch for my bday (even though i didnt have a hp). in p6 he gave me a hp holder for my bday. and this christmas, he gave me another hp holder. haha. oh and this christmas i gave him 2 presents for 2 of his favourite "sports". first was a stirrer with a cute golf ball on top for him to stir his ice cold drinks. then i gave him a remote control holder =)oh and i think my mom's really happy with our present for her too. its this really cute container in the shape of a banana with mini forks inside to eat fruits =) oh well she certainly was happy with it. but i was just digging my own grave =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i gtg practise piano now. and prepare for one hour and 15 mins of torture. GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113566604273302522?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113566604273302522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113566604273302522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113566604273302522' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113515562853767277</id><published>2005-12-21T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T17:00:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still suffering from jetlag. waking up at unearthly hours and going to school when its my canada sleeping time. i miss our local food! mee siam, chicken rice, laksa. AHHHH. havent had any of those since i've gotten back, except for chicken rice which i had twice on monday. monday was the worst man. didnt eat anything from korea to singapore, coz i somehow missed dinner and supper while i was asleep. then when we landed i was so happy. like YAY LOCAL FOOD FINALLY! but i forgot it was 1am and all the shops were closed. so? GO HOME. went home, rushed to the kitchen thinking i could get smth to eat. forgot that my kitchen was under major renovation. so i stepped in and saw NOTHING BUT TILES AND CEMENT. AHH I ALMOST DIED LA. and the whole living room was (and is) in a big fat mess. all the cups and plates and oven and 2 big fat fridges right in the middle of nowhere. so i opened the fridge in hope of finding smth to eat. but i forgot. everything was expired after the 2 weeks of hols. EMPTY. and so i went to sleep. woke up at 8am to go to skool. wanted to have breakfast. but then again. no kitchen=no food. so i ate my bag of chips from canada, and also my half-drunk mineral water. HOW PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today i didnt have lunch only until half an hour ago, at 3+ when i realised my stomach was growling. my mom asked my maid to buy stuff from the market and she'd share with me. but somehow the lunch just disappeared when i got down. so i had to go to tess's house to cook mee goreng. and when i entered her house charcoal came running up to me and pounced right onto me. she always does that. SHE LIKES ME! hahaha. she doesnt do it to anyone else except me. plus i was wearing my exceptionally loose pair of shorts and she kept pouncing on me and pulling it down. BLEAGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, jacq's back! wheee! going to orchard with her this friday. i havent done a single christmas preparation yet. and i had a super loserfied convo with jacq:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;tess says she owes u...candy and piya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;however u spell that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;im toking to my mum on de fone brb kk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;haha ok done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;i called her at work teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;wads piya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;she just says she owes u sweets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;U MEAN EMPIRE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;CANDY EMPIRE LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;ORH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;CANDY EMPIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-737- loserfied says:&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT CANDY AND PIYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;AND PIYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhD says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAH. sorry la the way tess said it sounded like AND PIYA! anw tess, NO WAY IM NOT GONA TREAT JACQ FOR YOU. its 20 bucks dont try and fool me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, this friday's the p6s reporting day. gotta go back to skool to help. just got my court shoes last night. I HOPE THEY'RE RIGHT! well at least....i think they're right. eh but yiyin and i have to carry 35 orientation bags up 2 levels in court shoes and stockings. oh man i think we'll die la my shoes are like so...BLEAGH. DEBORAH TAN YOU BETTER HELP US!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i was just lying in bed the other night, still suffering from jetlag....and came up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 reasons why mel loon rocks:&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;strong&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;1) if you broke open the back of your tv set you could pull the characters out of the tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) when you fax smth to someone, the fax machine rolls the paper into a tube and sends it through the wire (i couldn't figure out why the paper was still so flat and neat upon arrival)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) in a wedding, the bride's girl/boy was the daughter/son of the newly-weds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) people got married only after the girl got pregnant, that's why the bride and groom walk so slowly along the wedding aisle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) women got pregnant through eating a lot of veggies and drinking a lot of milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) women gave birth through their necks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) my brother was called my sister and i was called his brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) the patch of empty field opposite my grandaunty's flat was a desert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) if you wanted a boyfriend you'd need to go to some agency and Q up so that the agent could assign you your bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) if you wore long black boots, had really heavy make-up and didn't smile, you're a witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really quite amusing to look back at things you thought worked in such a way. haha. so anyway, gtg now. BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113515562853767277?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113515562853767277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113515562853767277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113515562853767277' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113493223095211778</id><published>2005-12-19T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T02:57:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK! came back abt 2 hours ago. gotta go skool later...bleagh. anw, the hols were really cool! ok lets start from where i left in my previous post. ok in my previous post i was scooping snow for audrey right? RIGHT. then we drove to banff and then to lake louise. and the lake was frozen! super cool man. so my bro and i went ice skating on the lake XD its super cool k. imagine skating on a FROZEN LAKE. HOHO. but its quite scary. some parts the ice is like...transparent and so you can look right down into the bottom of the lake. EEPS. its like when u stand on the ice and look beneath you you can see the water (and maybe some fishies). oh yea, and then audrey's snow melted and it was only like...a pathetic one tenth full. so i koped some snow by the side of the lake. and now its half full. SORRY AUDREY! i wanted to collect more but i didnt have time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we drove back to vancouver to meet russell and gerald. and we drove to whistler with the help of our super cool neverlost system. then we went skiing! supposed to be 4 days of skiing....but i only skied for 3 days. first day was rather boring...i was still snow ploughing coz the boys are super pro. and the parents are...erm...HEH you know. and so i was stuck in btwn...didnt know who to join. so ended up with the parents. yea it was quite boring at first. coz we were at the beginner's area...bleagh the slope is like...FLAT. but the mums were having alot of fun at the MAGIC CARPET (some belt-like thing that brings u up the slope). and they had chairlift phobia so we couldnt go up the steeper slopes. yea so the coach brought my dad, uncle paul and i up to one of the green runs. ok that was much cooler. ALTHOUGH WE WERE STILL SNOW PLOUGHING. snow plough as in put ur skis in an inverted V-shape and slowly go down. oh and then my dad couldnt catch up with us. HAHA he didnt get the hang of it yet. and so he crashlanded into me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the second day my muscles were aching like siao so i didnt go. and on the third day, uncle paul and i joined the guys to go on one of the steeper green runs in the morning. HOHO that was a totally WRONG decision i made ok. the slopes were like so steep la! throughout the entire run down the mountain i was like TUMBLING down. coz my bro kept telling me to parallel ski BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO! i only knew snow plough! and then i came to the steepest slope of the entire run. i was like NO I DOWAN TO GO I DOWAN!!! and my bro was like NO MEL YOU HAVE TO GO EVERYONE'S WAITING DOWN THERE FOR YOU! ahaha i felt like crying la! so steep ok i was like STUCK there. just imagine right ahead of you is a super steep slope...u can hardly see the bottom. and then the only way to get there is SKI DOWN. and so i slowly skied down. haha. and finally i went another round with uncle paul and got the hang of parallel ski! yay! its a great achievement for me k! XD so cool la when u turn u can hear ur skis scraping up the snow *GRRRRRR*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guys went on with their coach dustin. they learnt alot alot of stuff. they learnt to ski on bumps, do a 360 turn on the slope and ski backwards. and alot more. haha i must say everyone improved alot. the guys certainly learnt alot of stuff. uncle paul and i learnt how to parallel ski =D (and go down the steep slope without screaming) my dad went down the steep slopes with us too, but snow ploughed down, which was much slower. the mums learnt how to GET OFF A CHAIRLIFT =) haha sounds stupid but yea chairlift can be quite scary if u aren't confident in ur skiing. coz once u stand up from the chair u gotta ski down the slope. yup so everyone made an achievement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we met quite a number of singaporeans over there too. its like...after so many days of hearing the NYEHNYEHNYEH accent u suddenly hear a...erm...PLAIN FLAT accent. and u BEAM and turn towards their direction and go SINGAPOREAN! hahaha. but canadians are very frenly la. all angmohs in fact. its like u sit beside an angmoh lady and she'll talk to u as if she hasn't seen you for fourteen years. oh but this guy ruined the impression we had on canadians by frantically waving his third finger at us for driving too slowly. HAHAHA super funny la. speed limit was 60 so we were driving at 60 and he was like BEE BEEEEE. then finally he just overtook us and waved it at us. like DOOD speed limit's 60 u wanna go to jail isit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here i am at home now. home sweet home. ahh...gonna suffer from jetlag for the next few days again. sheesh. ok going off now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113493223095211778?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113493223095211778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113493223095211778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113493223095211778' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113404565842368941</id><published>2005-12-08T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:42:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO! haha its 525am right now. 825pm singapore time. mhmm. ok so the past 2 days weren't really eventful, coz it was all in the vancouver city with shopping. the fun only started on tuesday evening when we took a 17-hour 55 year-old train from vancouver to jasper! yup! haha its really cool k. the scenery is beautiful when the train's in the mountains. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we're at jasper! haha yea i woke up at 330am. still suffering from jetlag. the temperature now is -30. yes -30. FREEEEZING COLD. BRRRR. haha its so extreme la. singapore 30 degrees down here -30. and i never knew there was such thing called too COLD to snow. ahah. apparently if its colder that -10 it cant snow. yep. but this place is all covered with snow! coz probably it wasnt so cold a few days ago. and we're right outside a FROZEN LAKE XD. cool right. the scenery from our cabin is beautiful mans. and audrey! i've collected ur bottle of snow! hhaha. its currently freezing right outside the cabin =D ok i shall post a pic of me and the bottle of snow, standing right outside the cabin with the beautiful scenery. the whole patch of white behind me is the frozen lake =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-113404544786-2.jpg?1838586236" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the next few days will be action-packed and that's where the fun starts! this week we'll be sight seeing. then on friday we'll go back to the city and drive up to whistler to ski for 4 days. yep. ok so that's it! so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113404565842368941?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113404565842368941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113404565842368941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113404565842368941' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113368252216718722</id><published>2005-12-04T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T15:48:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY WORD. everybody listen up. I AM PRO. i fixed my laptop's volume! wahaha! it's been down since like....october?! even my dad couldnt solve it! and we were planning to send it in when we go off tmr. budden yst i was so bored so i just opened the control panel thingy for the gazillionth time and fiddled here and there. but then it still didnt work. until i turned it off last night and switched it on just now. AND IT WORKED! HOHO! im a future it manager XD oh man i can finally listen to my korean songs on my lappy! yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw went with my bro and met the church peeps for the acappella. had dinner before that and then we went to the arcade. tess and i played this super lame game. its called bishy bashy. ahaha the name itself alrdy sounds so qianbian. its basically playing a whole chain of games using 3 buttons, and some games u gotta hit the correct button, others u just gotta hit all 3 buttons as fast as possible. best thing was, the instructions were in CHINESE and the voice was in CANTONESE. HAHA ROX MAN. so we didnt understand the first game. 3 dice appeared and u gotta choose the correct dice. then we didnt know which one was the correct dice. so this small girl girl abt 5 yrs old came up. and she was like HIT CENTRE. LEFT. RIGHT. and tess and i were like gundus la just following her. then in the end we found out. just hit the dice with the biggest number on it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then went for acappella at NUS cultural centre. some world class grp from sydney. the idea of north =) ROCKS man. those peeps can make all sortsa instrumental sounds with their voices! totally cool ok! and there was quite a fair bit of humour in it. ray's super funny la. she's like so friendly to everyone, including strangers. like last night before the performance we were Q-ing up for the toilet. then there was this cleaner aunty there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray: HARLOW AUNTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: eh, shi4 ni3 ah! ni3 zai4 zhe4 li3 zhuo4 me4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray: kan4 xi4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blablabla the whole convo went on and finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: who's she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray: I DONO HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA OH MAN big joke la! it seemed as if they knew each other lor! i thought they met at some nursing attachment or smth. funniest part was when the aunty said SHI NI AH? HAHAHA oh man! anw after the concert we saw this super cute kitten by the road! so cute and poor thing! so we wanted to bring it home. found a box and put it in but it kept jumping out. so we left it alone. boo. then we went to macs for supper and took mrt home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i keep forgetting to say this. so i better say it now. been wanting to say it for weeks. haha. CHOIJIWOO APPEARED IN FULL HOUSE!! in case some of you didn't realise. yea in the 2nd disc where rain and shg got married, they invited all those korean stars and pretended to interview them. haha ohman i think its super lame la. choijiwoo was like talking enthu-ly abt the "couple" to the reporter and she looked really hyped up. then lijie and i were like...EH! CHOIJIWOO!!!! HOW COME SHE'S HERE?! and so we paused the video and stared at her flushed up face for a good 5 mins. haha. which is why i always take very long to watch korean dramas =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea a few days ago 2 lizards were having sex on my kitchen wall. took a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-1133680853-2.jpg?1867751399"&gt;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/users9/melrox/default/large-msg-1133680853-2.jpg?1867751399&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so audrey and i had a discussion over msn. abstract from audrey's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohyeah and talking nonsense to mel loon over msn. Just now we had a discussion of who was the male and the female in a picture of two lizards mating on her kitchen wall. Their tails were intertwined and the bottom one was all red and flushed (which I argued was its natural colour but mel insisted that it was sexually aroused). Following which, I remembered the ukeseme thing in anime so I told her the one on top was probably the male haha. Then, knowing my frequent anime ranting whenever I have time, I just told her that sometimes we would predict which character was on top. She went YUCKS, but before that, she went into a highly CLINICAL and DETAILED reasoning of why the one at the bottom was female:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[03:58:08 PM] -754- TO BE : can u guess which is male n female&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[03:58:14 PM] -754- TO BE : (or are they gay)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[03:59:54 PM] in a world o: i think the one at the bottom is female&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:00 PM] -754- TO BE : yea me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:02 PM] -754- TO BE : coz the male contributes the sperms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:06 PM] -754- TO BE : so it has to pounce onto the female&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:13 PM] -754- TO BE : and the female is receiving the sperms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:18 PM] -754- TO BE : so it has some body reaction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[04:06:19 PM] -754- TO BE : and turns red&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever lah mel! You're even sicker than me! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. anw, going off tmr! yay!! but don't worry u guys don't need to miss me so much. coz my dad's bringing his lappy along to work. and so i can kope it to blog and use msn! wahaha i think it'd be very cool man! yep then i can give daily updates abt my holiday! uh-huh! oh man i think its gona be very cool. yea ok i gtg off now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113368252216718722?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113368252216718722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113368252216718722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113368252216718722' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113349342702115304</id><published>2005-12-02T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:17:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im currently listening to....stairway to heaven ost....xiang ni....pabo....shita...pabo.....shita....HUGO SHITA NEGA MU RU GU PO........NI QI...KE SARANG HAE TOH KEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok forgive me. i was in a trance. HAHA and i just realised SHITA sounds abit vulgar. HAHA. BUT OH MAN STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN OST IS SO SAD....OH NO....just bought it yst...and i just watched the 3 stairway to heaven mvs. SUPER SAD LA i cried for the first one k. can u imagine crying over an mv. oh man. okok wait i better pause the music first and get out of my trance coz i needa say smth very hilarious and anti-climax. yucks i hate the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. YES AS I WAS SAYING. THE MVS ARE ALL VERY NICE EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT THE LAST ONE WAS VERY ANTI-CLIMAX AT THE LAST PART. u know the 3rd mv they played the super sad song once again. and then they showed kwon sang woo and choi ji woo at the ice skating ring at LOTTE WORLD *screams* ok that's not the point. the point is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chengjunge and jingshu are standing at the ring holding hands&lt;br /&gt;chengjunge: we'll never let go of each other's hands&lt;br /&gt;so chengjunge and jingshu start skating and suddenly *PIAK* they fall onto the ice. and they show slow-mo the 2 of them letting go of each other's hands...and just then my heart melted and my tears were almost coming out when THIS BIG FAT UGLY ENGLISH WORDS APPEARED ON THE SCREEN: TO BE CONTINUE...HAHAH my goodness wad kind of grammar is that! SO ANTI-CLIMAX! ahhh i was so pissed ok! ARGH. like OH MAN WHY MUST THEY PUT THAT UGLY THING THERE AND SPOIL THE WHOLE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i can play back the song again. ah....went out with yaru yst morning. went to orchard. we reached there at like...915 and all the shops were still closed. and so we waited all the way until 10 for macs to open. and when they finally opened we found out they don't serve breakfast =\ then went to buy my shorts. im so happy its so worth it! buy 1 get 2 free. haha. and then we bought our stairway to heaven osts....ah....im still in a trance....anw then waited like almost an hour for sarah to come just to return me the vcd. oh sigh. i think yst i was like a...vcd collector or smth. collected hotelier from sarah. then winter sonata from yunie. AND POK LIJIE DINT BRING MY FULL HOUSE ARGH. oh and then i lent the hotelier to limin. sarah's so pok! hotelier's so nice la! toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. anw, so went to class chalet after that. went to escape. they've changed the name of the slide ride. u know the very steep slide. now its called wet n wild. AHH i dint know we'd get so wet lor! the last time i went it was only sprinkles of water can! this time round it was like how wet la the water even went into my mouth. yucks. so i sat 5 rounds of the slipper ride to dry myself. then we played the water squirter thingy and got myself all wet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...gona be very busy the next few days preparing for my trip. i used to love packing stuff. but somehow this time round i dread it...maybe coz its winter and my clothes are so thick. haha. ok bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113349342702115304?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113349342702115304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113349342702115304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113349342702115304' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113335800591475641</id><published>2005-11-30T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:40:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where has my bro disappeared to??! its alrdy 9pm and he's...nowhere to be seen. haha but nv my mom's using my laptop now so im sneaking onto his com. audrey is mad. she's having league now. and she just sms-ed me telling me that for every game she bowls below 150, she'll wake up at 2am and do 100 sit-ups. HAHA CRAZY RIGHT. oh and she just sms-ed me to tell me her first game's over and she's got 100 sit-ups alrdy. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had trng this morning. and my mood was spoilt today just for a simple reason: i had dental after trng. HAHA stupid right. yea i told audrey and she was like O_O but its true k! i hate dental! the dentist does very scary stuff! its like you know when the dentist uses the sharp thingy to remove ur rubberbands, u know its just the beginning of everything. then he's tryna correct my crossbite or smth. apparently i've got a very weird but which he is unable to correct. haha. yea and you know what i hate most? THE PLIERS and the SQUISHERS. ok so those aren't really their names. but lets just call them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SQUISHERS: oooooh those are really bad. today he gave me a super long wire for my upper jaw. u know the wire u put beneath the rubberbands. yep. and so, he was tryna push the super long wire all the way into the catch at the back of my gums. and I WAS SO SCARED LA my goodness. u know how much force he applies just to try and push the wire in by a few mm?! and the wire was so long that the lose part was OVER my lips. yea and he gave a super hard pull with all his might and PRRIIIIAAAK the wire squashed my lips. i almost wanted to ask him to just stop, take out all those metal thingy and tell him my teeth's straight enough, and thank him for being sucha nice dentist and WALK OUT OF THE ROOM AND NEVER COME BACK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLIERS: ok these arent so bad. they just LOOK bad. like he stuffs the thingy into the back of ur gums to cut off the lose wire. and like the pliers are resting on ur lips. so it looks as if when he snaps it the pliers would squish your lips to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok audrey just sms-ed me again. 200. ALL THE WAY AUDREY. hahah and yes i must tell everyone this. MY MOM KEEPS ON COMPLAINING THAT MY TEETH ARE VERY DIRTY WHEN EVERYONE SAYS THEY'RE VERY CLEAN!!!! and so like a few nights ago she came down with a super super hard toothbrush and gave it to me. and she was like: OK NOW STAND THERE AND BRUSH YOUR TEETH NON-STOP FOR 15MINS. I WILL CHECK LATER TO SEE IF IT HELPS. JUST BRUSH AND BRUSH AND BRUSH. and so, i stood there for a good 15 mins brushing and brushing and brushing like mad. yes i brushed till my gums were bleeding. and until right now, my gums are aching like SIAO ok. i think there's an ulcer there. so yea u can imagine the pain during dental today. oh and best thing is, my mom was like YES VERY GOOD! SO CLEAN! DO THE SAME THING EVERY NIGHT! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one last thing. my ah ma has accepted Christ =D WAHOOOOO. i've been praying this every single night since i was....p5 or smth. and its finally come true! YAY!!! ok im going off to pack now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113335800591475641?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113335800591475641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113335800591475641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113335800591475641' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113317361491159694</id><published>2005-11-28T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:26:55.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom has been really busy these few days settling the kitchen stuff. we're gona renovate our kitchen! cool eh. our new fridge we're gona get is super cool. the surface is a mirror. and its got an ice+water dispenser! haha i always dreamt of getting that kinda fridge when i was in p2. haha now its kinda died down. but still cool =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i say, last sunday we saw aunty jessica (fiona xie's mummy) at suntec. i couldnt even recognize her! so my mom was like "EH HI!!" and she went "eh hi! hi jason! hi melissa! *smiles friendly-ly*" and im like...err...do i know her? so i stood there like a gundu for like the entire conversation. until my mum asked "how's fiona" and i was like. OH. RIGHT. HI AUNTY! =D HAHA ABIT SLOW BUT NVM. seriously everytime i follow my mom to some weird gathering at her colleague's place i'll see aliens coming up to me and calling me by my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent the cambodian team off at the airport on saturday. i think its super cool! hope they're having a great time there =) then went for breakfast with maine and jon. and we were telling them abt our skiing experience in the US (in preparation for their korean ski trip). TOTALLY COOL DUDE. hahah we managed to excite them and hype them up. wheee can't wait to go skiing again. 7 more days to canada! XD ok so had church yst. found out from ray that jacq can sing the 3 bears song in korean! HAHA SO COOL CAN! jacq we must make it our 2nd theme song when u come to s'pore k! yayyy. at the coffeeshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HAH lene u dint come with us to the airport yst! you missed all the exciting ski stories&lt;br /&gt;maine: YEA haha it sounds super fun k!&lt;br /&gt;lene: why must you all tell me all that i've missed...=(&lt;br /&gt;ray: you want me to tell you what i missed? YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO. hahahaha lame. ok then after church went blading/cycling. then we played a lil frisbee. my bro's picked up a new sport. GOLF. sheesh. golf+bowling=bankrupt. and he was tryna teach me how to chip at our garden. so i shall just wait for him to go for his golf lessons and pass the skills down to me. save money =D and of course i'll have to stick to garden golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i would like to remind deborah tan that she owes me 3 watermelon-flavoured ice creams which look like watermelons but are actually not watermelons. that is, for keeping me up till 2am to help her with her html code. HAHA i think its super funny la! its like YAY the archives are finally up! and then you click the link, the posts dont fit into the box. instead they're like little ants crawling all over the screen. haha. shibai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113317361491159694?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113317361491159694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113317361491159694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113317361491159694' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113290367294594489</id><published>2005-11-25T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T15:27:52.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mood has just been destroyed. maybe for a simple reason that someone just asked abt the 3-digit number on my nic once again. or maybe its because i played that oh-so-tragic-sounding song which i haven't played since 3 months ago. isn't it so weird that one moment you play that song and listen to how meaningful those lyrics are. and how inspirational it sounds. and then a few days later you play it again. and suddenly the whole song is full of empty shouts and cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i making sense? no. ok nvm. maybe im just bored. i need smth to occupy my mind right now. and i just broke my record by having a 4-hour talk with debbo over msn last night. well, it was from last night to early this morning actl. haha. i wonder how we managed to talk so much crap. and then all of a sudden rach oon was dragged into the picture. and then we started disfiguring each other's names. and rach disfigured debbo's to a BAD HORNET. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to feli now. we tried to entertain each other but we couldn't find common grounds so we couldn't. our only common ground was psb -.- aiya i don't feel like blogging now. im so bored. nothing happened since my last post. ok i shall post a more meaningful post when im not so bored. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113290367294594489?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113290367294594489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113290367294594489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113290367294594489' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113275284292200911</id><published>2005-11-23T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:34:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the first thing i did when i came home today was to plop down on my NICE SOFT BED. woa my back and butt are aching like siao man. having 4-6 hour workshops everyday and sitting on the hard hard floor. then sleeping on the same cold hard floor again. and yesterday we had night surprise. holding the same person's hand for an entire hour without getting disconnected. haha almost died man. then we went to bathe. imagine bathing at 1am when its raining. and THERE'S NO HEATER. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but camp was fun =) before camp i knew 54 out of 76 psls and spsls. now i know 73 out of 76! not bad eh. but right. they took away our wallets and handphones on the first day of camp! =( and then for almost the entire camp we had beehoon/noodles for every meal. best thing is, there were no drinks. so the spsls were like passing down all the cups. and we were like YAY DRINKS FINALLY IM SO THIRSTY. then....eh...where's the drinks? oh these cups are for you to DRINK WATER FROM THE WATER COOLER. sheesh man. but thank God cheryl left camp for swimming! haha so she sneaked in some nice stuff for ling and i last night. heehee. thankew cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had badge initiation. we got our badges and we were DOTTED. hahahha so cute! dotted. coz u know the psb shirt has this dolphin. and its eye is white. so during the initiation they took this marker and dotted an eyeball for it. haha. yay now im finally back i can enjoy all the things i've missed. AND IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF K. i almost wanted to leave my devotion book and bible at home coz they were so heavy. but somehow God made me chuck them into my bag. and i persevered 2 nights doing my devotion! yayy. plus last night when i just finished reading the bible bernice turned off the lights. bleagh. then i had to do devotion in the dark. haha quite spastic. ok nvm. ok nothing else. going to enjoy some soft drinks now. bye! ROYAL UMBREALL ROCKS =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113275284292200911?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113275284292200911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113275284292200911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275284292200911' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113249632537303338</id><published>2005-11-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:18:45.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's my dad's birthday. and he just left this morning for sydney. and tmr morning im leaving for psl camp. oh wadda sad birthday. well but at least i feel good! i just spent an hour looking for an e-card for him. yup. AND POK MY BRO DINT DO ANYTHING HE JUST MADE ME LOOK FOR THE CARD. ARGH. and did i tell you, yesterday we went shopping for my dad's bday pressie. guess wad isit. WINTER BOOTS. GOODNESS YOU KNOW HOW EX WINTER BOOTS ARE. and like 3 of us are gona split EQUAL cost. sheesh man. means im gona pay like 70 bucks after the 20% discount?! oh nooooo im gona go broke! argh....i put aside 150 bucks for the hols! now 70 gone....80 left....=( sigh but nvm! at least my daddy can have his comfy boots! and i got a pair for myself too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my bro's grad night. and he wants a YELLOW tie. hahahah. and he borrowed this size 11 leather shoe from daniel. can u believe it. size 11! the shoe couldnt even fit into the shoe box la. haha and obviously the shoe's too big for him. oh sigh, but i wont get to see him tmr. psl camp...   =( i think im gona get home sick. esp when my dad's like so far far away. and im gona miss 2 trngs. sheesh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. did i say i miss audrey alot? I MISS AUDREY A LOT!!!! AH!!! where have u gone audrey ho! i hvent seen u online for so many days! i've got so much to scream to you!!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113249632537303338?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113249632537303338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113249632537303338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113249632537303338' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113219598901680269</id><published>2005-11-17T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T10:53:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIKKI! yay you're OLD! x) my darling snr. i think nikki's really cute. enjoy your prom yea! haha isnt it cool. having prom on ur birthday. will miss you loads next yr =( but nvm. once you have fully graduated i will tell you every single thing that i wanted to tell u k! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. having piano in half an hour's time. boo. and its one and a half hour lesson. BOOOOOO. i dont like piano. YAY manda just came online! i can talk to her. HAH i think manda's really nice to bully x) wheee. going trng again later. baah. then i can meet manda and bully her even more! hokay everyone i have an announcement to make: from now on, amanda tan shall be my substitute! hoho! ok nvm. its an inside thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to full house osts. i wanna watch full house again! yes i shall watch full house again. hoho over the past few days i've been spending abt an hour everyday crouching over the piano playing winter sonata osts. i want full house scores!! does anyone have???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im so bored now. 20 more mins till piano. so i've got no mood for anything else. tmr is sarah's birthday! BUT right im NOT gona wish her happy birthday! coz she's so mean! argh. oh man the phone's ringing. i hope my piano teacher called to say she's sick/got into an accident/overslept/was suddenly enlightened and realised how lifeless piano is. ok nvm. its MY MAID'S FREN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sigh. 13 more mins to piano. nooooooo!! oh man. nvm. jian ci mel. u can do it! look forward to after piano! yes! i'll be HAPPY. i'll always feel as if...HEAVEN CAME DOWN AND GLORY FILLED THIS PLACE. hahaha. ok that's crap. i better wrap up now. and prepare for doom's day. wish me all the best ppl. don't worry. i'll pull through it, with manda behind me giving me moral support! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113219598901680269?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113219598901680269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113219598901680269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113219598901680269' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113196625430455746</id><published>2005-11-14T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:14:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my thumb is demented. since saturday. there's this humongously fat pimple-like lump on it. but its way bigger than a pimple. no. there's THREE lumps. and i bowled today. HAH. i was supposed to just go for trng and stone there. but nono i knew i wouldnt be able to take it. so i bowled =) and halfway thru, the thingy burst. plus i had skin patch STUCK to that lump. yes i had great trouble pulling it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, made a last minute decision yst to go to the 61'03 chalet. yea wenqian called me halfway during church saying she was bored and zhixin had left. and i remember promising jonathan i'd go. yup so i went and stayed over. was quite boring la, coz like, we're all so detached and everyone's doing their own stuff. plus i couldnt bowl coz of my thumb. so we sneaked out at night to tampines mall to watch just like heaven! yea its a super nice show la. touching and inspirational. WHO PUT SPONGEBOB IN THE LASAGNE?! hahaha i think its super funny la. oh well everyone just like laughed once and ok. but i dono why i was picturing the sister cutting the lasagne and finding a SPONGEBOB inside. hahaha so i was the only one in the entire cinema who was still laughing at that. nvm. i think its cool.then wenqian and i were so bored we ended up playing xbox with the guys. haha i think we ruined their gam =P but nvm. thanx jonny for organizing! =) 205 chalet's on dec 1! yay i think it'll be more fun. yea it'll be more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had FAM door gift packing on saturday. hmm....it was ok la. not as good as orientation one! orientation one was super fast and...more organized la. yea. did it with the sec 1 pits-to-be. and i think they're super cute/weird. ok nvm either one. or maybe both. they were like throwing the pouches in huge chunks to char and i. woa cannot tahan man. then when we were doing checking, char opened a pouch and found that someone had put an entire PACKET of jewellerIES in the pouch. HAHAH oh man imagine if we hadnt checked. that person getting it fa cai la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. then, was walking to the bus stop on my own. and like 20m behind me were a whole bunch of almost 20 sec 1 pits. and all of a sudden some ppl chorused..."BYE MEL LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONN!!!!!!" i was like ohmyword what in the world are they doing. so i dint noe what to do. just turned arnd, then turned back and continued walking. "WHY YOU NEVER SAY BYYYYYEEEEE" ahahahha and i still dao-ed them. "WHY YOU STILL NEVER SAY BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?????" super malu man. oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im bored now. my com's volume is still not working. argh. no full house songs =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113196625430455746?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113196625430455746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113196625430455746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113196625430455746' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113162962120012810</id><published>2005-11-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:33:41.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spsl cheryl just called me. told me i am called back this saturday to pack the bags for FAM. woa. gena zhong twice leh. i think my LOON is very eye catching. ppl see only select. haha. nvm, CHAR'S DOING WITH ME TOO!!! YAY!!! yes we're the super caoji fast packers! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went back to do sec 1 orientation bag packing. then yenlin was like: ok psls, its 9 now, and we're starting now. we plan to finish at 12! and all of us were like super fast la. ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM. then the spsls who were doing Q.C. were like: eh slow down slow down! woa you should've seen the whole pile of bags at the socks section. it looked like a mountain man. and char limin and i were having fun chucking in the towels. but the socks ppl were taking their own sweet time. *glares at becky* haha. and guess what. we finished at 9:30. =) qianling: erm psls...we are...2 hours ahead of schedule...YOU MAY GO NOW. big joke la. but nvm. we rock! haha ling thought that these orientation bags were mechanically packed. as in, yea you know those machines chucking in stuff. HAH. yes so the sec 1s next yr better be grateful to us. and the sec 4s too. and orientation duty list is out. im in charge of 105! yayyy my grandmortal class =) oh and my spsls are qianling and DEBORAH TAN =D NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, after that went out wif char limin ling and stace. ate at kfc, and we had an appetite booster. we were happily enjoying our meals, and i was having lemonade, when suddenly i turned and saw this kid standing up on the chair surrounded by yellow liquid. my first impression was: yucks, he spilt his lemonade. BUT THE YELLOW LIQUID KEPT FLOWING AND FLOWING DOWN HIS LEG. i was like...???!! dont't tell me its...PEE!!! and it was flowing continually and endlessly la! and you know those kfc chairs always like..dent in abit in the centre. and the pee was like collecting inside that mini "bowl"-like thingy. and soon it began to OVERFLOW. you know like a FOUNTAIN. and it was splattering all over the floor. AND THAT KID BEGAN STAMPING IN HIS POOL OF THINGY. YUCKS!!! all of us were like screaming la. the worst thing is his parents were just sitting there....expressionless..as if used to sucha situation. and the poor maid had to clean up for him. FIRST, she put his dirty pants on the whole pool of thingy to let it ABSORB. then, she used toilet paper to wipe and threw it into the dustbin RIGHT BESIDE ME. and his pee was like dripping out from the toilet paper. YUCKS!!! i stared at my lemonade in disgust la. but i still drank from it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that family left. so we were like eeew-ing and yuck-ing over what had just happened, when we turned and saw this ah sao sitting on the same exact seat. YUCKS! hahahahaha we all burst out laughing la! imagine a gazillion droplets of thingy still lying on the chair...unevaporated...and then she comes and sits on it. OH MAN! we could sense the cloth ABOSRBING those droplets bit by bit la! and nice nice me wanted to go tell the ah sao and ask her not to sit there. but char said better not...just let her enjoy her meal and not spoil her day. yucks but imagine if she sits there, then she goes onto the mrt and she sits down...and someone sits there again. YUCK YUCK YUCK! hahaha so we were in a great dilemma. and at the same time watching her enjoy her meal. oh well...but in the end we dint tell her. decided to let her enjoy her meal...coz she wouldnt really be able to do anything abt it even if we told her...and at the end of the day she'd wash her pants anyway...haha. so much for the debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i've been having really weird dreams the past few nights. few nights ago i dreamt of SONGHAEGYO and RUIEN!!! *screams and faints* then 2 nights ago i dreamt that i went to obs. and last night i dreamt that my cat had bird flu. HAHAHA oh man how weird is that man. finished watching full house alrdy. ahhh actually it's quite nice la. no, its VERY NICE =D yea i think rain and shg have really really good chemistry! and they look super cute! they always show them either eating or brushing their teeth. and rain looks super cute when he eats. its like he'll chuck the food into his mouth, then store it in his right cheek, then start pouting, then start shouting at shg. haha and although they show him eating nth but plain rice the whole day, it looks really appetizing! i dono why...maybe its just the way he eats. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh going off now. tmr's a bad day. 815-930 piano. then 10-12 tuition. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113162962120012810?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113162962120012810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113162962120012810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113162962120012810' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113142469418425848</id><published>2005-11-08T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:38:14.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaru's a toot. first, she dragged me all the way to ps just to eat bk -.- ROCKS LA. SHE GOT PARENTS TO SEND HER I MUST TAKE MRT AND WALK K. then she came 15 mins late and asked me "am i 3 mins late?" *PIAK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, she dragged me to bk and i ordered a regular milo. and after that i asked her to help me buy another regular cup of coke coz i was still thirsty. toot roo came back with a LARGE cup of coke for me and a LARGE cup of ice tea for herself. and im not the kind who can drink soft drinks. as in, i can't even finish half of a regular coke, much more a LARGE coke. so i was like "ok mel you're not gona waste your 2 bucks. you're gona set the guineiss world record. AJA!" ya and so i drank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i drank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i drank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i looked at the coke level on my cup. down by 1cm. *faints*. 21cm to go. and so we walked out of bk...still sipping painfully...hands cold hard...and when we reached the ground floor, i was only 1/4 through! noooo! oh and we were standing in front of this huge tv playing elmo's world!!! ahh elmo's so cute!! so with the encouragement of elmo, i took off the cover of the cup and gulped everything down. HOHO. I FINISHED IT! x) yea roo finished hers too. but she dint finish her ice. so play cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then went to skool for drama night. sad to say, this yr's sec 1 standard dropped alot alot. ok nvm i shall not be mean. anw, today's supposed to be a nice nice day with nth on. BUT there's piano in the evening. ARGH how i hate piano. and roo, dont feel too guilty that you ordered the wrong size. at least you helped me set my guineiss world record. right, SLEEPING PARTNER? x) so sad vanessa isnt staying overnight for class chalet. else you can sleep with her. haha nvm but you've got ME =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113142469418425848?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113142469418425848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113142469418425848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113142469418425848' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113129277712231073</id><published>2005-11-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:59:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its almost midnight and i've just finished family devotion. im lonely and bored. currently at disc 12 of full house. quite slow actually. considering i watched stairway to heaven within a week. nvm, 4 more discs, finish by tuesday. o sigh. im really really bored. actually, im not bored. im just...dreading tmr...i dont even dare to say anything now. oh well i better not. just hope that tmr will be a great day. i put everything in God's hands and submit everything to Him. mhmm. i hope and pray that everything will turn out fine. someone said i should find an outsider to talk to. quite true. thing is, i dont know who...=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113129277712231073?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113129277712231073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113129277712231073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113129277712231073' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113101164663458229</id><published>2005-11-03T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:54:06.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full house is cool! although the storyline is very qian...its like. yea quite wuliao. but i think songhaegyo is super cute la! rain is cute too!! but he's not hot lor. he's nth compared to kwon sang woo. nvm still very cute. SONG HAE GYO IS SO CUTE OH MY WORD!! esp when she sang the 3 bears song. HOHO! i replayed it over and over again, at least 20 times. and i've memorized the lyrics and actions! x) its super cool k. i was standing in front of the mirror singing the song with the actions over and over again until i was perspiring like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gong xi ma ni ga han ji bai i sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ba gu ou ma gu ai gi gu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ba gu men du du ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou ma gu men nan xi mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai gi gu men na bu i ya wa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wu su wu su cha lan da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE!!!! haha ok i think i'd better move on and stop hyperventilating over this song. disc 7 now. 9 more to go! AJA! AZA AZA FIGHTING! and i feel so guai and smart la, listening to the authentic korean voice and reading chinese fan ti zi subtitles. rain's chinese dubbing is super gay la! haha. ok going out for dinner now. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113101164663458229?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113101164663458229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113101164663458229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113101164663458229' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113076903233897941</id><published>2005-10-31T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:35:05.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i've not really gotten over stairway to heaven. yesterday, after finishing the whole show i was rather high. was thinking of RUI EN (= and i thought i wasnt really affected...kept telling myself it's just a show. BUT i went to take an afternoon nap. and i dreamt of stairway to heaven! i dreamt of so many different continuations to the show. i remember seeing taihua ge running around. and i was like: HUH?! HE'S STILL ALIVE?! I THOUGHT HE'S DEAD! its like...oh man how can they just end like that! are u sure jingshu's waiting for him in heaven?? are u sure jingshu's even in heaven?? oh man. traumatic post-effects of stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now our class's favourite phrases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opa...sarang hae!&lt;br /&gt;dae ga jeong shoi!&lt;br /&gt;oma...oma..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaah. its so cool man! x) anyway. my nice nice ah ma's passed me the full house disc! yay!! choo u can come and watch alrdy! yes. full house. a break from tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, got back english and chinese papers today. quite ok la. and mrs ng says that teacher refuses to gimme more marks for oral! ARGH!! so unfair lor! seriously la! oh sigh. but nvm. so we've gotten back all our papers. thank you God for blessing me with...erm...quite good results. HAHA. LIT WAS THE BEST MAN! dez, cherrie and i ended off lit with a big bang man! highest marks in our entire 2 years of torture! wahooo!!! its like i totally gave up hope after the lit paper la. dez and i dint bother listening to them explaining the Qns. we just wanted to look at our crap marks and crush our papers and say byebye to lit and flush it down the toilet bowl. no wait. if i flush it down the toilet bowl then it'll get stuck and my whole toilet bowl will get chocked and lit will be in there forever! NOOO. okok dont flush it down the toilet bowl. anw, yes we all expected to do super badly. dez even drew a pig on her Qn paper. budden when we got back, i saw my marks, dez saw hers and *SCREEEEEAAMMSSS*. hahah and the teacher's super cute. our whole papers were filled with "ok"s. weird. miss ong's profound word is "perhaps". this one "OK". haha! OH MAN reminds me of stairway to heaven!!! baah ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baah tmr's public holiday. and my mummy's dragging my whole family for a flu jab for canada's trip! eeeeee i dont like jabs! PAIN! =( yucks yucks. o sigh my head hurts. i dont like my new specs. as in. yea it looks cool but it doesnt feel cool. coz the sides poke straight into my head and clashes wif my hairband. so i have to put my hairband and then put my specs over it. super pain la! THEN RIGHT. today i walked to the foyer and i saw sarah. I DINT WANNA SEE HER. so i used my stack of papers to cover my face. THEN SHE WHACKED THE SIDE OF MY HEAD LA! THEN. her fren started pointing at me and laughing like a LOON. VERY NICE TO LAUGH MEH! HMPH! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sigh...i miss my old specs. TO THE WONDERFUL GIRL WHO BANGED RIGHT INTO MY SPECS DURING NET CARN: YOU ROCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113076903233897941?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113076903233897941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113076903233897941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113076903233897941' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113066902855360806</id><published>2005-10-30T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:43:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just finished watching stairway to heaven. tragic ending...o sigh...nvm it's just a show mel, she dint really die. WASTED LA. THE BROTHER SHOULDNT HAVE DONATED HIS EYES TO HER. ARGH HE'S SO DUMB. AND RIGHT. I THINK THEY GOT ALOT OF MONEY HOR. PUT ONE GRAND PIANO RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BEACH WITH ALL THE SEA WATER CRASHING AGAINST IT. HAVENT PLAY FINISH THE SONG ALRDY SPOIL LA. AHHH WHY DID JINGSHU DIE HUH HUH HUH???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sry. im going crazy. next im going to watch. FULL HOUSE. yes. but must wait till my ah ma gets her vcd back from her fren. yea my ah ma's very hip. full house is better. happy ending. so i wont have to cry so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sigh. so sad. u noe i think the saddest part of this show was when jing shu regained her memory. budden chengjun ge refused to believe her and thought she was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choijiwoo: dae ga jeong shoi!!! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;kwonsangwoo: *nods head but doesn't believe her*&lt;br /&gt;choijiwoo: DAE GA...DAE GA JEONG SHOI!!! DAE GA JEONG SHOI!! *cries and wails*&lt;br /&gt;kwonsangwoo: *nods head AGAIN but not believing AGAIN*&lt;br /&gt;and then the sad song starts playing: woowoowoo....woowoowoowoo.....woowoowoowoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!! i cried and cried and cried la!! yes yunie and i are gona watch that part again and cry together once more. oh man i feel like going back to watch the first 2 discs of winter sonata again. YES I SHALL. but not now. i dont wanna see choijiwoo right now. makes me wanna cry =(...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113066902855360806?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113066902855360806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113066902855360806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113066902855360806' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-113024341854167389</id><published>2005-10-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:30:18.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everybody. 205 is no longer shibai. coz WE WON ACP!!! WE WON ACP!!! WAHOOOOO!!! we rock we rock we rock! woa at first i saw 13 big boxes on the table. then i was like: COOL each class gets one box! but actl they were only gona give to the top 5?! and when 202 came up to collect their 5th prize the teacher chucked 2 humongous boxes into the girl's hand. then when 208 came up to collect their 4th prize the teacher chucked the girl with THREE boxes. and then the 2nd prize went to 206, and we were all like giving up hope AND THE TEACHER CHUCKED HER FOUR BOXES. but toot roo was like: mel believe we can achieve mel! we'll win! we'll win! which was obviously rather sarcastic. but we still won (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, have been practising netball for the past few days and now my whole body aches like siao. and i was so bored i used 2 sticks to play jian shu with ivy. then i used them as crutches going arnd asking everyone to support the less fortunate. i think i created quite a huge scene in the courts =P. but its super cool. i think going on crutches is so cool. but i cant go on crutches unless i break my leg. WHICH REMINDS ME. I FORGOT TO JUMP DOWN THE RAFFLES TREE AFTER MY MATH PAPER ON 21 OCTOBER AT 9:27:43am. oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i had a really really weird dream about a week ago. i dreamt of a combination of a gazllion people. the only few i can remember now is that i was in my car on the way to skool near hougang mall (dont ask me why i ended up there) and i saw dora running down from a hdb flat, supposedly her house. I KNOW. maybe i studied too much history on hdb and housing programme. then after that i dreamt that i was on the bus 105 with audrey, then i got off the bus. then when i was going home i boarded the same 105 bus and found that audrey had left her WALLET and her BOWLING BAG on the bus. so i was so shocked i dragged the bag down the bus and tottled along the road to find her. and her bag fell on the floor and crashed into pieces. HOW COOL IS THAT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i am currently unable to follow my korean drama schedule due to unforseen circumstances. which is, my mom has yet to get full house from my ah ma. and maine lene ray n tess came over on sunday to watch stairway to heaven. so im currently watching stairway to heaven, which is making me cry and cry and cry like siao. i've never ever cried so much over a show before la! its super super sad can! plus they say its a sad ending =( oh sigh. SO SAD LA. that youli and her mom are really evil beyond evilness man! AND I MISS JING SHU. I WANT HER BACK. its so sad!!! o sigh i cant wait for her to regain her memory. btw, i think youli's brother is UGLY ok. BUT KWON SANG WOO IS HOT! and choi ji woo's super cute. she looks very nice when she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/miniphoto2446.jpg"&gt;http://www.hancinema.net/photos/miniphoto2446.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img497.imageshack.us/img497/8093/jangnara30ir.jpg"&gt;http://img497.imageshack.us/img497/8093/jangnara30ir.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jang nara! she's cool and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.airspider.com/image/00/26/17/00261797_2.jpg"&gt;http://img.airspider.com/image/00/26/17/00261797_2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think jeon ji hyun looks like rui en? x) both super chio la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moviesboom.com/images/castcrew/full/670_3.jpg"&gt;http://www.moviesboom.com/images/castcrew/full/670_3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mr hot. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-113024341854167389?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113024341854167389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/113024341854167389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024341854167389' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112987691525657474</id><published>2005-10-21T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:49:50.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORD! x) to my fellow 205-ers: DON'T BE TOO DISCOURAGED ABT MATH EOI AND MATH PT. OUR WHOLE LIVES DON'T REVOLVE ARND MATH. WE CAN'T LET SUCHA PATHETIC SUBJECT DESTROY OUR CELEBRATIONS. SO LET'S CELEBRATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahoooooooo. the long awaited day. fianally! practised netball after math test. then went out wif sijia and...lazed arnd. now sijia's back in skool helping out in the sec 4 net carn. and she'll only be back at 7. AWWW!! ahha. poor sijia. ok this is my korean drama plan for the hols:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend: watch finish my ba li lian ren!!&lt;br /&gt;next week: watch full house! (with yaru and lijie! =D)&lt;br /&gt;week after till end of year: watch DA CHANG JIN! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i can do it. one disc of da chang jin per day. that'll take me 70 days. slightly more than 2 months. I CAN DO IT! and i wanna watch stairway to heaven! but i heard its a sad ending =(...but got choi ji woo! x) EH BUT GOT KWON SANG WOO ALSO. EEE. dez watched it 3 times can u believe it. and now she's started on her winter sonata. apparently she's very put off by bae yong jun. HAHA. nvm got choi ji woo there =D but choi ji woo does nth but cry all day long. weepie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i wanna watch hong dou nu zi lian too! its super old, and i watched abit of it last time. but i wanna watch again coz there's JANG NARA! x) sijia and yile agree that jang nara looks like song hae gyo. just that song hae gyo's the sweet kinda cute. jang nara's the COOL kinda cute. she looks so cool and cute la. especially when she combs her her back! *screams and faints* pity jang nara's very out now =( WHY'S SHE OUT SHE'S SO CUTE AND COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i realise other than watching korean dramas, i've really got NOTHING to do this whole hols. sheesh. there's really nth to do! go orchard oso sian. other than orchard oso nowhere to go. yaru suggested going to the ZOO. but its so dangerous! later the chimpanzees molest us. she suggested going to snow city. like HELLO how fun is that la. going to canada to ski is so much funner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's wad we're doing at the end of the year! yay. but im kinda scared. coz the other time when i was skiing at america, i almost crashed into a pile of skis leaning against the snow-cliff. and claire and i fell on our butts the first time we got off the chairlift. and i remember once i forgot to put my legs in the inverted "v" shape, they were just closed and straight. so i went zooming down the steep mountain. I ALMOST CRIED OKAY. man its so scary! but its quite fun la. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im so bored. im going off to...find smth to do now. BYE. btw, RUI EN ROX. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112987691525657474?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112987691525657474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112987691525657474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112987691525657474' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112952723865728680</id><published>2005-10-17T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:33:58.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i planned to not blog until after the eoys where i'd have a megapost. but toot roo wants me to blog. so here i am. well actl, i DO have a mega incident to blog abt. o man. thinking of it just makes my hand go jelly la. see la yaru. sabo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had english paper. paper 2 was compre. once paper 2 ended, mrs ng and 3 others collected all the stuff. mrs ng collected compre answers + summary, jasmine collected Qn paper, cheryl collected unused foolscap paper and char collected used foolscap paper. so i handed in everything. left summary. then i saw so many ppl handing in their DRAFT summaries to char. and i tot they were the ACTUAL summaries. so smart mel handed in her ACTUAL SUMMARY to char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mrs ng went round collecting the ACTUAL summary. and everyone had their ACTUAL summary on their tables waiting for them to be collected. while my table was EMPTY. and so i realised i handed it in to char and i panicked. i raised my hand and said "mrs ng i handed in my summary to..." before i could finish, she thought i had handed it in together with the answers, so she asked me to stay back. BUT my summary was with CHAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after collecting everything, mrs ng told char "ok you can do anything to that stack of papers. TEAR them, CRUSH them, CRUMPLE them, DISTORT them and THROW them away". MY JAW DROPPED. char picked up half the stack and STARTED TEARING THEM. I SCREAMED LIKE MAD AND CHIONGED ALL THE WAY TO CHAR'S TABLE WHICH WAS RIGHT AT THE OTHER END OF THE CLASSROOM and grabbed the stack away from char. THANK GOD my paper was not yet torn. WOA I ALMOST DIED OK!!!! MY LEGS WERE SUPER JELLY LA! and im still tryna recover from the aftershock of this incident. and yes my hands are still jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. thank God. GIVE THANKS TO THE LORD FOR HE IS GOOD. HIS LOVE ENDURES FOREVER. and thankew char for not tearing them all at one shot. my beloved summary. oh man. ok i better stop here lest i die of a heart attack. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112952723865728680?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112952723865728680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112952723865728680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112952723865728680' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112928904001643846</id><published>2005-10-14T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:24:00.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over the past one week, many ppl in our class cried. but i must say, the 2 weirdest ppl are sijia n yj. on wed, sijia suddenly burst out crying after math. I WAS SO SCARED coz i dint noe what made her cry. budden later all of a sudden SHE BURST OUT LAUGHING. and then she cried again. then she laughed again. we were all like o_O?!! and i was like "OH MAN SIJIA can u choose to either cry or laugh, dont do both its really weird" and until now, she still doesnt know why she cried. OH she said that maybe it was coz MISS LIM LET US OFF LATE. ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, yj's turn to cry. and then halfway while crying she too burst out laughing, then she cried again. then she laughed again. weird. but anyway yingjing, dont be discouraged. pursue your passion. im sure you'll do well. even if you don't do as well, you'll still have a fun experience. and remember the card i showed you today? yep. that's the way we should live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss miss lim the most =( firstly, coz she's the youngest amongst all the teachers. and secondly coz i really respect her =) and out of all the teachers, she was the only one that gave us an inspirational speech, encouraging us to work hard for math next yr. and she wished us ALL THE BEST for our exams. yes, ALL THE BEST and not GOOD LUCK. i don't believe in luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had our last recess as a class. was quite sad la. spent the assembly block cleaning the classroom. then came the hardest part. OUR BLACKBOARD. our beloved blackboard. the emotionally unaffected arina and nat started using their wet cloths to wipe the blackboard away.  first was the big TWO FIVE 2005. then, our names were cleaned off one by one. and the entire class stood in silence as we watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each swipe of the board sent someone to tears. and soon, the whole class was in tears. yet strange enough, our class was the only class crying. we stepped out of the corridor only to see other classes busy cleaning up and throwing cloths here n there. and mrs mak told us not to cry coz we were making her sad n she wanted to cry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 rox. though we're super shibai in a sense that we've never gotten into any PRELIMINARY round for any competitions, not to mention never winning. but i still think our class is nice. everyone's nice to each other and we've got a caring classchair aka becky (= and our class isnt really pai kia. as in like...yea no one has a super low belt, no one has a super pai kia attitude. everyone's nice n caring n frenly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i can continue ranting on and on about our class. but i hope that say 10 years down the road when we have a 205 gathering (hopefully), though we'll have our own bunch of new frens, we can all still remember that we were once as a class. the unique class 205 of year 2005. the shibai class who's never won anything. but a very nice n caring class. 36 hearts. one soul. x) face the fight. live the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112928904001643846?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112928904001643846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112928904001643846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112928904001643846' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112896007158936590</id><published>2005-10-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T00:01:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose. i find this absoultely true. the question is, i dont think many of us can really do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm forget abt what i just said. today, we had SPnD summative speech. my topic: WHY WE SHOULDN'T LEARN CHEMISTRY (= i was like...the second last person to give my speech and so due to time constraint i only read ONE THIRD of my speech. like how great is that man! all my cool points were at the back la. cheat my money only. ms loh said she was surprised by how expressive i was coz i always look very nonchalant. i do? =S anw, halfway thru my speech, when i began to read the part abt the "explosion" in the lab, i stared at dez and she started giving me that constipated look. HAHA and by then everyone was alrdy laughing like mad la. so i oso burst out luffing. and when i was laughing at my highest point i had to make that loud "BOOM" noise. haha i almost died la my stomach ached like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when it came to the part abt the teacher "comforting" us i...unknowingly walked away from the table n started moving towards dez, and scaring her. HAHA sorry dez, i think i was being possessed x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for the prc orientation. I SAW THE CHIO BU! and guess wad. SHE WAS MY BUDDY! HAHAHA! x) AND NO I DONT CRUSH HER K. i just think she looks super chio n cute. it was super funny trying to communicate with each other la. esp those vietnamese. coz china can at least speak chinese la. heh. oh and PRO-ded kristin lim dropped her stack of paper onto the roof of the 3rd level. rox la. den she brought up and umbrella to try n blow it down. so she pressed the button, hoping that the it would open in full force n produce a gust of wind. BUT IT GOT STUCK. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw tmr is acp. cant wait to show them our beloved pumkin gifts x) all thanks to the great MEL LOON. haha but it'd be super funny if when we present the gifts the pumpkin face falls flat forward. hoho. coz like....yea i cant really trust the glue. it looks...weirded.but anyway, hope for the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112896007158936590?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112896007158936590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112896007158936590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112896007158936590' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112870528886953739</id><published>2005-10-08T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:14:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LEFT MY BIBLE IN SCHOOL. like how great is that man. OVER THE WEEKEND summore. which means i gotta like bring my humongously fat study bible to church this sunday. this morning as i chucked my bible under my desk i just knew i was bound to leave it there. ok nvm, at least this gives me an opportunity to use my other bibles. but then again, i wont be able to highlight verses =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, came back and studied chem. chem chem and nth but chem. o sigh. im so scared. its like almost half the things we're expected to know weren't even taught?! so i sat down reading my bro's chem book, ENLIGHTENED. actl its quite cool once u get the hang of it. i like balancing equations. its so fun (= BUT i hate bonding. ionic n covalent bonding. YUX. i dont like it. NOT NICE. don't ask me why. i just dont like applying facts and stuff. i rather look at letters and numbers and add numbers on and stuff. it seems more, chem-like. makes u feel like some chem pro x) ok and i just had a huge debate with audrey over a pathetic formula of a pathetic compound.  our final product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Fe(OH)2 + 2HCl --&gt; 2FeCl + 2H2O + 2H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i gena picked with 5 other psls to buddy those prcs in their orientaiton next monday. sigh...expected la. ppl see a LOON only remember my name for life. yst during psl trng session i was so shocked when like...almost everyone in my group remembered me by my big fat name which was flashed on the sl video. HOHO. LOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. eoys coming soon. in the midst of the hustle and bustle, let us take some time and effort to cherish the last 5 days that we'll be having together as a class. if everyone's minds are set on nth but eoys, when eoys are over, there will be a sudden realisation of the bitter truth. and all we can do is look back and wish we had cherished those final moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though 2005 hasnt been a very smooth journey, i dont want 205 to part =( this sense of identity has been instilled in each and every one of us. 205 of 2005. the uniqueness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, i have lost my sense of identity in a particular place. maybe a sense of identity doesnt really matter much to me anymore, but the loss of a sense of belonging really hurts. i wish there would come a day when the 3-digit figure on my msn nick would be deleted. but that can only happen if i first erase those painful scratch marks off my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112870528886953739?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112870528886953739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112870528886953739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112870528886953739' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112835302816800555</id><published>2005-10-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:23:48.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have absolutely no mood to blog coz everything's killing me. but i shall force myself to blog since i hvent blogged for like more than a week. churning out rs reports n presentations has caused me to become zombified and now i hv the habit of typing WEBLOGS instead of BLOGS. oh sigh. presentation is tmr. i shall go and stand in front of the mirror and talk to myself tonite. and i wanna study chem too. chem. i like chem. maybe it's coz of my chem teacher. HAHA! *glares at yj*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today's my 100th post! WAHOOO!!!!! ok i must at least sound happy in my 100th post. ok yay im happy im so happy wheeee. it took me one year and 7 months to get 100 posts...eh...quite long eh. haha. anw, saturday was children's day! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see...wad did i do for children's day. morning woke up went to skool on my own to meet sijia n jess to practise rs ppt. then chiong-ed to trng. then chionged home and had lunch. just as i was abt to catch some beauty sleep my mummy dragged me outta bed to make apple crumble for flm that evening. so i made. IT ROCKS. she dint dare to admit it. BUT NVM. IT ROCKED (= so after i made my nicenice mummy told me i couldnt go for flm and should stay at home. HALLELUJAH. so i stayed at home wif my bro and we ordered pizza for dinner. i dont like the pizza, so i only look forward to the 6 piece spicy chicken drumlets. and so the nicenice pizza and nicenice chicekens were in 2 boxes on the table waiting to be eaten. i was upstairs and my bro was downstairs just beside the dining room watching tv. and when we were all ready to have dinner. THE CHICKENS WERE GONE. then we turned over the box and saw scratch marks on the cover. MY CAT HAD EATEN THE CHICKEN DRUMLETS. i felt like whacking it la. MY FAVOURITE can. that was like my DINNER you noe. and it took EVERY SINGLE PIECE. my 6 piece chicken drumlet. argh. so i looked outside only to see the 6 bones lying there...and i also wonder how it like actually jumped up and down the table 6 times (it dropped the money on the floor too) without my bro hearing or seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my spicy chicken wing. HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY MEL. i remember when i was in p4, it was children's day on a sunday. so we were all driving to church in a rush, as usual. and i was too lazy to put on my seatbelt. just that one time i dint put it on coz i was wearing my socks. n then this taxi zoomed in from one of the minor roads and dint see us. my dad tried swerving to the other side, and so i got pushed towards the car door. and *BAM* the taxi rammed into the side of our car. MY SIDE. can you imagine being whammed by a taxi only separated by a car door?! so i lay in a pool of blood as i blacked out. and i opened by eyes to find my head in a bandage, lying in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ok fine that dint happen. instead, i went to church and thanked God for saving my life (= my mom was so afraid i'd suffer from concussion. coz my whole face n arm was like....RED and FLUSHED. crap la that taxi driver dint even apologize can. so anw, after that i wished myself happy children's day once again (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gona talk to the mirror now. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112835302816800555?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112835302816800555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112835302816800555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112835302816800555' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112780867061996705</id><published>2005-09-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:11:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people.highlight of the day:YARU ROCKS MY LIFE.really.she's so nice and everything.i like her a lot.(: did you see the photo there?she looks so good.unlike me.i look like a stupid retard.but i'm always one.so ohwell.anyway,i feel so mean for always bullying yaru.i vandalise her papers and say that her mosquito repellent stink.but actually i stink more even without mosquito repellent.okay.gtg.byeee people.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YARU ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112780867061996705?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112780867061996705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112780867061996705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112780867061996705' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112765375991779217</id><published>2005-09-25T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:09:19.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had care group at our house last night. mr n mrs maniam came over to share abt their visit to ASCO in the phillipines. so the parents made us kids sit down to listen. and mrs maniam shared with us abt the children over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday morning at 7am, about a hundred children were Q-ing up, barefooted. they dint hv money to buy slippers. there was this pot of porridge waiting to be distributed. in this pot of porridge was ONE chicken. ONE. ONE chicken, to one HUNDRED children. and so she continued explaining how they had not enough money to pay school fees, which are 70 cents per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard these cliched stories a gazillion times, probably since jnr sunday school. but these stories have never really made much impact on me. i always complain about what i dont have. i always pray to God to give me what i want. i've never really sat down to thank God for what i have. all along i've been telling God to give me fortunes and riches that i long for, before i can lead a happy life. but i guess, i need to be contented wiith what i have and lead a happy life, then can i enjoy fortunes and riches. not earthly ones, but those up in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life on earth is only one small dot, in the circle of eternity. 70 years on earth. infinite years in heaven. we come into this world with nth, we walk out of this world with nth. colossians 3:2 says: Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've digressed. my point is, now it really hurts to see the poor suffer. and i really wish i can help. and i guess i can. i missed this round's missions trip to cambodia and mynmar coz of exams. but there's one early next yr. i hope i can go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112765375991779217?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112765375991779217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112765375991779217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112765375991779217' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112748234339859511</id><published>2005-09-23T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T21:32:23.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry dora if i was rather impatient and snapped at you over the phone yst. i'm really sorry. u were so nice and patient and considerate, while i was just venting my anger n frustration on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yst was a really horrible day. had psl orientation n it ended one hour late...at like 6:30. n when i checked my phone, i had a gazillion msgs and missed calls. the lady in charge of our sl centre msged me and asked me to call her. she seemed rather angry. sijia sms-ed me telling me hssrp form was due yst. then dora called to tell me she spoke to the sl lady n she was pissed wif my second grp. i almost fainted. its like all of a sudden everything came crashing down like that. on top of that, i had to study for today's lit test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thankew very much dora for helping me settle the sl stuff, although we all had lit test today. i really appreciate it (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so last night i prayed to God to give me a better day. but, today wasnt much better. in the morning, came to skool n realised ivy wasnt arnd. which means we couldnt hand in our hssrp form coz we dint have her form. then went down for morning assembly, n mr halsall came to find me, gave me back the proposal n said there was one major problem that needs to be corrected. i almost fainted. so as i read all his scribbles on the proposal i had to go wif dora to find mrs mak n tell her abt the sl thing. coz the sl lady wanted to talk to her. i feel quite bad abt this. as in, even though i dint go down, i was the leader so i was supposed to see that everything was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so during IPP mrs mak spoke to our grp. the entire blame was pushed to the four girls. n i was just sitting there...telling her the facts n wad happened...i felt so bad. mrs mak dint even scold me or say anything to me, but i know i was partly responsible. and so these whole chain of events just continued throughout the day. now most of the things are settled. lit test is over. its just rs. sigh rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, sry yaru and yj if this fight for a place in hssrp is unfair to you. i disapprove of what she's doing too. but i dont noe how to stop her from doing it. if u guys get selected, then congrats, you deserved it. if you dont, just know that you're not lousy or whatever. you guys still did ur best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh this entry is crap. just merely ranting on and on and on....tmr's a boring day. nth on....so i shall stay at home and do rs. actl i dont hv the report wif halsall's scribbles on it. so i cant really edit anything. bleagh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112748234339859511?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112748234339859511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112748234339859511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112748234339859511' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112730175204894592</id><published>2005-09-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:22:32.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay back. im so tired. but i think sitting wif yaru n yj's really cool! coz i get to bully yaru XD. i was decorating her math ws wif my beautiful masterpieces. HAHA see even yaru's so amused by my financial management skills. my future lies in financing x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the other day during geog we watched part of hotel rwanda.&lt;br /&gt;Qn: the hutus were supposed to kill the tutsis. but why did one of the hutu kill another hutu?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: coz they're hu2tu2 (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah there ws hssrp breifing yst n i actl missed it. i dint even noe there was one! baah. OH and miss huang's our mentor!!! anw we gotta change topic....booo....its due on friday la...AHH i just received a mail from psb06. ok brb gona check mail. ok back! anw where was i? yes hssrp. HAHA yaru yj super poor thing la! they met up wif their mentor yst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentor: ok here's ur proposal....*takes out the proposal n shows them* *says super loudly* IT SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA OH NO! OUCH! i think she's really hilarious la. ok nvm i shall not tease both of them further. u rock k? haha. ok nth else to say. gtg now. byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112730175204894592?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112730175204894592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112730175204894592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112730175204894592' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112727185102537035</id><published>2005-09-21T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:11:18.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MUST COMPLAIN. its com studs now n i brought a gazillion chem and lit ws to do n study. BUT my image couldnt appear on the uploaded site. n this lesson we're hving this relief tcher. so he was tryna help me. he took a good 30mins just to put that pic up la! i bet u if it was mr chia he'd be able to do it in the snap of the fingers. ARGH now i cant do my chem ws alrdy. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh just now yunie n shihui were teasing becky abt this guy who likes her. so they went to the hwachong website. and i was really amused so i was like saying super loudly: WHAT?! WHY YOU GOING TO THE HWA...*shihui covers my mouth n suffocates me* but it was too late. becky found out. HAHA! sry shee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw its lit later boooooo. but its ok. at least im sitting wif yaru n yj now x) im helping yaru finance her plan. coz she bot me 2 eggs n i owe her $1.20. so i put 12 10 cent coins in a mini container and give one coin to yaru everyday. lidat she wont buy 6 wangwangs at one shot. but she'll hv to wait for 2 days to buy one wangwang! haha im a future financial manager =D *beams proudly* ok gtg soon. BYEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112727185102537035?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112727185102537035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112727185102537035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112727185102537035' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112694791932480817</id><published>2005-09-17T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T17:05:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to yaru and yingjing:&lt;br /&gt;you haven't lost the race till you stop running. losers are those who stop when they think they cannot do it without even finishing. so don't stop. because even if you didn't win, even if you were the last few, you still gained as much experience throughout the journey as the others, maybe even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you think would mature more. a person who is born smart and doesn't need to study much at all, just scoring for every single thing without any hardships, or a person who's worked very hard, gone through many hardships and failures but still persevering, and finally succeeding? you don't know how nice the day is till you've seen the night. and when it's night time, don't give up. coz you know that the sun will rise again. dont let hardships spoil your friendship. rather, let your friendship lead you through hardships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blue pouch that you see me carrying everyday, the one which everyone says looks like a pencil case, contains this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Up and Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look around and see some joys have passed you by&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel blue, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever sigh over things you wish you’d try&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Don’t set your heart on things you have missed&lt;br /&gt;But look out to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your past romances lie behind in ruins&lt;br /&gt;Start to love yourself and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if some painful memory keeps you hiding from tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take a second chance to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t let your sorrow scold you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t live in the past&lt;br /&gt;And don’t let your failures hold you&lt;br /&gt;Just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a dream of what you might have been&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let go, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if you think the years turn too quickly through life’s pages&lt;br /&gt;Take what’s left and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t mourn the years that have drifted&lt;br /&gt;Or what might have been&lt;br /&gt;Take hold of all you’ve been given&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day…&lt;br /&gt;Ooh one day, one day, just live one day&lt;br /&gt;Just live one day...one day…at a time….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112694791932480817?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112694791932480817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112694791932480817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112694791932480817' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112680789918762294</id><published>2005-09-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:11:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh its 1:41am n we're doing hssrp proposal. was a rather last minute thing. only decided on tuesday. sigh my knees hurt. thanks to spastic arina who fell on me during bball. although its just a scratch its very pain. i can't stand straight now, so im like TOTTLING around the house. dont think i can bowl tmr for interhse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man its so lonely now. audrey's not online. coz she's had 3 late nites. booo...anw. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL. (= my beloved ahma. may you live and prosper to a ripe old age. shall share a poem made by me and 2 other ppl. shall not mention their names for safety reason. coz its amazing how certain things can really spread fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Tides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wave has passed and the water's calming down,&lt;br /&gt;A ripple is seen and stirs into a storm.&lt;br /&gt;Lament and sigh as life passes by.&lt;br /&gt;Yet still waters run deep - for those with waters raging white,&lt;br /&gt;may all be a tempest of a shallow sea.&lt;br /&gt;Through their destructive powers they produce works of art - &lt;br /&gt;nature's beautifully rounded pebbles, the wide swathes of sandy beaches...&lt;br /&gt;Rest wounded soul and find respite in nature's darkness:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is yet another day.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, soldier on, you are not alone:&lt;br /&gt;in these eyes you see a future glory&lt;br /&gt;in these reflections they glimmer&lt;br /&gt;and remind you of the sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it so true. its never easy doing the right thing. coz the short term effects can really seem like it ruins ur entire life. how short is short? i really wonder...coz this short term seems to be rather long...and i guess acceptance is the key to such problems. really, all those moaning and groaning does nothing but spoil our mood. instead of criticizing, why not say they're just doing the best that they can? and maybe we'll realise that acceptance is, after all, the key to our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we collected our chinese newspapers and i saw the article abt the filipino maid and her photo on the front page. i stared at it for awhile. then for no reason i just closed my eyes and started praying. i dont know why, i just did. although actually, my prayer was rather useless. i prayed that she was a christian. isn't that stupid. why do you pray for smth that has alrdy happened, just that you dont know the fact. but i still prayed. i prayed over and over again. then i shed a tear. it just really hurts me a lot to see non-believers perish like that. it hurts so badly my heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its alrdy past 2 and we're done wif our proposal. so i shall stop here now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112680789918762294?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112680789918762294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112680789918762294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112680789918762294' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112669950939109341</id><published>2005-09-14T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:05:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent 2 hours doing lit review for rs today. fortunately my tutor called to cancel chinese tuition today. if not i'd have died man. these 2 days in skool have been real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yst had cooking. cooked nasi lemak and acar. haha dez n i were failures man. our peanuts and ikan belis were like how soft can. i think i added too much oil =P. the acar tasted great. coz i was the one who added in all the sauce (= *beams proudly* o the other time in cooking we were doing prune cakes. i placed the small metal bowl in the sink. then i put the humongous mixing bowl on top of it. then when it was time to wash, i took up the humongous bowl n the metal bowl got stuck under the round groove of the mixing bowl. hahaha so we tried all sortsa stuff. dez pulled the mixing bowl n i pulled the metal bowl...nth happened. we tried adding hot water...i just scalded my hands wif the hot metal. haha we rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during theory session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs wong: so girls, you all must remember to eat alot of iron. iron is very good for replenishment after you have your....you know *does some weird action*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yajie: LIKE ME! I HAVE NOW!! *raises hand n waves it around enthu-ly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: ERRRR....*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yajie: heh...im very happy ok! i thought i have my menopause alrdy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. OH MY WORD can someone pls knock some sense into yajie. i think she seriously suffers from premature aging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chem today. i like chem. its fun. although its so cheem n it sux. but that's what makes me pay full attention in class. else i tend to drift off halfway. haha mrs tay's hilarious. she was using THE OCTOPUS STORY to explain to us covalent bonding. why? coz octopus got 8 legs...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i guess we were all so fascinated by the octopus. then during math we were doing angle properties. n we did the killer revision again. u noe she goes down the register list n u gotta say one thing u learnt abt that topic. BUT this time round, she started from register 18, then down all the way to 1, then go to the back again. so i was like HAHA jasmine u die u still last! budden when miss lim finished 1, she went to 36! AH!! pok! so i was 2nd last...I ALMOST DIED. then halfway i realised they missed out comp. and supp. angles. so i got so excited. i was like HAHA they're so pok they don't realise. so many of them got stuck. then when it came to 22, nat, miss lim just had to give her a clue. so she went "ah...complementary angles" and yunie immediately bounced up "SUPPLEMENTARY ANGLES!" AHHHHH I SCREAMED MY LUNGS OUT MAN. but miss lim loves me to bits la. so she gave me chance. just draw ext angles of the triangle. HAHA (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we did our ws. ee and yile talk ABIT the not loud la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee: eh octagon is 8 sides right...&lt;br /&gt;yile: no...10 sides...&lt;br /&gt;ee: no...8 sides!&lt;br /&gt;yile: 10 sides la...october is 10th month wad!&lt;br /&gt;ee: *super loudly* OCTOPUS HAVE 8 LEGS WAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA the whole class burst out luffing. ee loves chem! oops, i mean, ee loves OCTOPUSES! (= o and im so smart i love myself to bits. halfway while doing the ws i came out wif a new discovery! haha. i shall not share it here in case its so pro some ppl go and kope it and sell the idea. its intellectual property of mel loon. *grins guia-ly* =D so far i only told jasmine n sijia. both were equally amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw so happened to catch the last 5 mins of this movie on channel 5 just now. dono the title. but the ending was really really nice. it ended off wif an excerpt from julius caesar by shakespeare. audrey shared it wif me few weeks back. and i guess it really means alot to me, smth like the verse james 1:2-4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is an affair in the tides of men,&lt;br /&gt;which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;&lt;br /&gt;omitted, all the voyage of their life&lt;br /&gt;is bound in shallows and in miseries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112669950939109341?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112669950939109341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112669950939109341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112669950939109341' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112653596953540589</id><published>2005-09-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:46:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sunburnt once again and i look like rudolph. rudolph the red nose raindeer *beepbeep*. ok that sounds wrong. beepbeep's for roadrunner. i think its really cute. BEEPBEEP. i think clarice reminds me of roadrunner. she has long and sexy legs like roadrunner (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what we did at sentosa yst. we rented kayaks and paddleboats! yeap so we were out in the sea hving fun. had kayak racing, and obviously, SERENE AND I WON (= our first race was serene n i vs adelyn n gloria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: WAHOO we're winning! HAHA they're so retarded...row so far from the island one...*beams proudly* *crashes into the rocks* YAYY WE WON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they: AYE. YOU ALL GO WRONG ISLAND LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: *faints and capsizes into the sea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...but its ok. we were still much faster (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went on the paddleboat wif gloria. i was paddling. so by the time i reached the mini island i was dying. so serene paddled me. and after paddling for 5m she gave up...haha so in the end we both jumped off and er pushed the boat back to shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah my bro just finished his chinese prelims. yayy. im happy for him (= actl, im not happy for him. im just happy. coz for the past few days he's been doing nth but mugging. so he doesnt sit behind me to use the comp. he doesnt play the guitar and he doesnt watch tv. so the house is really quiet. gets kinda weird after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now in the living room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: so how was ur prelims&lt;br /&gt;bro: ok lor&lt;br /&gt;dad: what was the topic&lt;br /&gt;bro: tiao lou zi sha&lt;br /&gt;dad: oh, wad did u write&lt;br /&gt;bro: that nowadays alot of ppl tiao lou and they shouldn't tiao lou lor&lt;br /&gt;dad: *about to start his long monotonous lectures again* and why do these ppl wanna tiao lou?&lt;br /&gt;bro: *impatiently* aiya coz ppl strike 4D toto so happy then they wanna go heaven la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho and this melbourne guy went to las vegas n won 10 million bucks. crazy la. no need to work for the rest of is life alrdy. he was like sitting in front of a table full of a gazillion stacks of notes. anyone could've just stuck their hand out n koped one. i bet he wouldnt mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o n there's this new 9 o clock show so i decided to watch it. quite weird coz i never watch tv. but anw, ITS FREAKY. like who on earth is that li weizhong guy man. reminds me of inspector goole. YIKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today on bus 966 sijia n i were talking when suddenly this lady sitting in front of me stuck her hand towards my head n started like....FIHSING her hand arnd in the air right in front of my face. i was like WAD ON EARTH IS SHE DOING?! i almost wanted to shout molest. then she turned to look at me n realised there was no bar there. so she got up, walked towards the door n pressed the button. CHEY. scare me man. haha but quite spas la. fishing ur hand in the air right in front of someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of a few weeks ago. i was having an afternoon nap and my bro came in to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he: aye wanna go play tennis?&lt;br /&gt;me: (half asleep) mmm....*starts prancing my hand in the air like a retarded toot*&lt;br /&gt;he: huh? wad doing u? wad's wrong wif ur hand? u wanna play anot?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh.....mmm.....*continues prancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA crap la retarded man. later that day when i woke up he told me i looked like a fortune cat. haha. seriously i dono wad i was doing either. i think i was tryna shoo him away coz he was distracting me from my beauty sleep. but i was too tired to raise my hand. so i just....fortune-cat-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay tmr's a cool day! morning its science lab, then COOKING! then cle then rs. wahoo. tuesdays rock man. its like a cao slacker day. u should take note of the way mrs tay presses "ctr alt dlt". its hilarious. normally ppl press ctrl then alt then dlt. but she places all 3 fingers on the 3 buttons. then she like...has some internal charge up. then when she's fully charge she jerks upwards and *BANG!* hits the keys. haha super funny la. dez n i were trying it today during com studs. eh quite hard k! i wonder how she does it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112653596953540589?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112653596953540589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112653596953540589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112653596953540589' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112644997353768659</id><published>2005-09-11T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:51:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's first day of term4. n its gona be really hectic. quite relaxed coz ive done all my homework. went to sentosa today, shall blog abt it in further detail tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like everyone else, people walk in and out of my life. they all leave footprints. some just leave it nearer the seaside, others further in. as for those further in, no matter how high the tide is, it can never wash them away. but it is my choice to erase those footprints. yet i choose not to. or rather, i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i have to. i have to force myself to. because if one day i were to drown in the tides of the sea, the people who will help me out are those walking by the sea. while the sets of footprints further from the sea....will just remain there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on. which is harder. moving on from failures, or moving on from pleasures? i guess i've gone through both at the same period, and both have been experienced to a rather great extent. failures do nothing but hurt, but after a while i realise they have a purpose. i pick myself up n begin to smile. pleasures make me both happy and sad. sometimes i jump for joy and feel high. sometimes i feel rather hurt. and as time goes by...i get hurt more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still searching for an answer. which is easier to move on from. and what's the purpose of me having this...all i know is that everything happens for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw just wanna wish the sec 4s all the best for their chinese prelims. will be praying for you guys (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112644997353768659?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112644997353768659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112644997353768659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112644997353768659' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112628033321912600</id><published>2005-09-09T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:38:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. FORGET ABOUT THE PREVIOUS POST. i was just pms-ing i guess. right now im HAPPY. coz i just finished reading andrew matthews' "being a HAPPY teenager"! wahoo! haha my mom's doing spring cleaning now so she put a whole shelf of personal development books in my room. spotted this book, so decided to just read it. many other very interesting ones. like being happy, making friends. some woman following her heart or smth. OH and five ppl u meet in heaven =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and this being a happy teenager book has really made my day! or rather, my night. haha. n so wif the help of audrey, i set my goals wif her over msn =D yay i suddenly feel really happy. oo and last nite while spring cleaning my mom dug out 2 of our gameboys. whoosh they're really old man. last time i played them was like...in p4. haha i remember it was a reward for getting into EM1. so anw my mom was tryna turn it on to play tetris. YES my mom plays gameboy can u believe it. but its tetris at least, not some spiderman or mario. but it was like kinda spoilt. when u turn on the button u see nth but light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i offered to help her REPAIR it. obviously i was just joking, but nvm. haha. got her to bring me a screwdriver to open the whole thing up. n she was like "aiya spoil alrdy la...if u can help me fix, I'LL LET YOU WATCH LOVER'S IN PARIS TONITE" HOHO that really motivated me man! so i inspected the gameboy, spotted the "contrast" button and adjusted it. tada, the "nintendo" word was in sight. HAHA stupid right. so anw, I GOT TO WATCH MY LIP! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee that's my gameboy. it's a golden gameboy light. n it has a POKEMON and DONALD DUCK sticker at the back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/3219/gameboy6zs.jpg" width="400" ht="950" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/7554/gameboy29ox.jpg" ht="950" width="400"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112628033321912600?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112628033321912600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112628033321912600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112628033321912600' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112626507174338756</id><published>2005-09-09T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:24:31.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise i always accept things thats being pushed to me. like how for this sl project i was chucked wif the leader position. arent i sucha a fool. since everyone's unwilling to be the leader, i should've done the same too. why accept the position just because everyone else doesnt want it? i dont want it either. i just took it cause it was being chucked to me. or rather, i was the only one who sat in the corner like a coward not daring to say i dint wanna be the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now it seems that the definition of a leader is not one who leads the team, but one who SERVES the team. like a personal assistant. maybe this might have gone out of ur minds, so lemme remind you: i also have the same amount of skool work that u guys have, and im not exactly THAT free to act as ur personal assistants. on top of skool work, this sl project comes on me like a ton of brick. count myself even more unlucky, our group's representing the class to present to the level. and this has really gotten on my nerves, as much as i think im getting on your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHY SO OUT OF THE BLUE!?" "WHY NOW THEN TELL ME?" pls understand that i am trying my best to inform you ppl as early as possible. i can very well not call u guys up to come down to the centre. we'll just be short of one video. just a 5-slide presentation wif 3 pathetic pictures. and of course, our class's reputation destroyed. if that's what you want, pls tell me directly. dont use moaning and groaning as a tactic to wear me out and test my patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112626507174338756?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112626507174338756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112626507174338756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112626507174338756' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112609517861863369</id><published>2005-09-07T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:12:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for as long as i shall live; i will testify to love; i'll be a witness in the silences when words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh this song's been stuck in my head ever since sunday's family night. THANK GOD everything went smoothly. i was kinda freaked out la. i mean, i've never sung into a microphone before can. all the more in front of the whole church....=S o btw, thnx ray and band for helping us play! really appreciate it. would've died without u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then my dad was the speaker and HE KOPED MY JOKE! he tried to begin his speech wif an anecdote, which wasnt exactly true. "yst while we were at cold storage, my wife was holding up this bottle of orange juice and staring at it. so i told my son to come wif me n get the other stuff and when i came back, she was still staring at it. so i asked her wads wrong. n she said it says-concentrated." -.- LAME LAME LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw after that ray n i went to tessa's house to watch LIP! wahooooo rox man. although now its getting abit confusing. we were lying on the sofa bed wif the aircon on eating mooncake n watching it. SHIOK man! then ray went home n tess n i continued watching. ended up staying over there. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day went to orchard to meet yaru n yj. supposed to watch movie, but ended up walking up and down the whole of orchard road doing nth. spent like more than 2 hours there la. and according to yaru, we went to skool for the supposed-to-be-one-hour-but-ended-up-10-mins quality of skool survey. STOOPID right. like it spoilt my whole day can! just sit in the com lab answering 60Qns. n these Qns arent even different. they're like THE SAME. u noe ask here ask there, basicallie they're asking us whether we like our skools frens n tchers FULLSTOP. but they just try to rephrase it to make it seem abit longer n not piss us off but to no avail. and yes i totally agree wif yaru man. one Qn asked whether the tchers care abt our family n health etc. like HELLO dont tell me the tcher's gona go in n say "hi class! are u guys feeling HEALTHY today?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. cheat my money oni. at night went wif my family to watch one more chance. cried thrice. stoopid. ive never cried watching a movie before. haha nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yst went to skool for reforestation thingy. then went to do CIP. i thought it was at serangoon st. stephens. but it was at west grove JURONG. was bored to death man. they were hving some taf programme thingy. yea k some of the kids were cute, but some of them were FREAKY. like they were hving some nature hunt n they needed specs, hairbands n watches. so i was like totally STRIPPED of my pride. no specs no hairband no watch. ARGH. then their instructor was like "woa now u got everything alrdy, say thankew to this jiejie!" n they all chorused wif the long draggy tone in the way they greet tchers "DAAANG KIIIUU ZHEHHHH ZHEHHH" wth wth that sounds WRONG man. then this girl in the grp came up n gazed LOVINGLY right into my eyes n was like "u look so nice without ur specs..." OH MAN i almost PUKED la. FREAKED ME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw sijia n i took a BUS home. quite stoopid right. i dono y we took a bus. took like 2 hours to get home. almost dieded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra trng today was quite cool. EXCEPT for the fact that audrey kept ranting on n on abt her stoopid bleach and wad abari renji n wad naming her bowling balls zombirango and zumberinga and wad crap aiya dono how to spell la. zhongzhi its some weirdo ZZZ name that means CUTTING THE MOON. DIAOOOO. and she said ann's hair looks like a fountain. so i said hers looks like a WATERFALL. then she said mine looks like a mop -_- anw i've finally gotten my roll! no more spinning. cat made me paste this red tape on my hand n take off my glasses n stare at the tape the whole trng. i almost died can. i felt so giddy la. n then steffi would tell me that ive gotten the roll n now it looks so good. when all i can see is this ambiguous green figure going further n further away. sux man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw then went for chinese tuition. and then went to longkang to catch fish wif my bro! quite stoopid la. he wants to use these fish as a bait for his fishing trip tmr. stoopid right! haha catch fish to fish... the mini longkang which usualli had a gazillion fishes was suddenly so empty. so we walked to the humongous kennel which had a gazillion BIG fishies. yea coz nobody ever catches fish from there, kinda impossible. so my bro and i were tryna find ways to get down there. finally spotted this longkang which had a tunnel leading to the kennel. but the tunnel was quite narrow la. 1m by 1m oni. n its DARK n STINKY. haha so my bro went in there while i waited up there to collect the caught fish (= haha halfway in the tunnel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: ah yikes there's this humongous spider on the web right in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;me: whack it wif ur slippers la.&lt;br /&gt;bro: AH MEL THERE'S A FROG!&lt;br /&gt;frog: RIBBET RIBBET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha if it were me i'd hv run out man. so anw he got to the kennel! YAY!! haha super cool man we caught tons of fishies. then everytime someone passed by they'd look at my bro wondering how on earth he ever got in there. so anw he gave me the small fishies to rear. n he's gona use the big fishies as baits. whee i wanna go fishing again. its so fun. eh but hope i dont get dengue. YIKES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112609517861863369?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112609517861863369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112609517861863369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609517861863369' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112566326151815761</id><published>2005-09-02T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:19:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hope you had a wonderful day. lets see wad can you do at 15 now...PROBABLY STILL THE SAME STUFF THAT I CAN DO TOO. HAHA! wait one more yr for ur NC16 shows girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets start with wed. tcher's day concert was...NO COMMENTS. EXCEPT jtoh! DID YOU HEAR HIM SING?! OH MY WORD so...so....COOL! he's got such an instrumental voice! and did you see him swing his arms n stuff and clapping at his seat? AHH! *screams and faints* i totally agree with audwee. he should be called mr HOT (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then went to macs wif yaru for brunch. wasit brunch? or breakfast? nvm. BRUNCH. on our way there i saw LISA OOI walking in the opposite direction. and i stared straight at her as she brushed right past me. can someone pls make some sense outta wad happened?&lt;br /&gt;1)she dint see me coz she was busy toking to her fren&lt;br /&gt;2)she couldnt recognize me&lt;br /&gt;3)she chose to dao me&lt;br /&gt;all 3 possibilities are as sadded dont u think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw at macs. we ate and talked, contemplating whether to go back to our pri skools.(which we finally did)and came to a very interesting topic. pri skool. haha. basically we felt that pri skool was a realli shallow period where nobody knew anything but to study. and frenships then weren't really true. ya know, everyone was just for ourselves. we dint really open up to each other. a fren then was just someone we had recess wif, and celebrate our bdays with. then when we enter sec skool we got new frens. at first we all missed our pri skool frens and miss ang like crazy. sometimes i'd lie in bed n cry coz i missed them so much n i was so traumatized by rg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess now everything's all totally fine. even better than fine (=. but one thing, i still miss miss ang! she is by far the best tcher i've ever had. im sure the same applies to 6/1'03 =D sometimes i still do lie in bed n cry thinking abt her n the things she used to tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw went back to khs. yea met zhixin wenqian jiahui n many others. OH and zhixin and yaru were ex-ballet mates. HAHA IMAGINE YARU DANCING. then went to swensens wif jiahui weifu n kenneth. ordered a mixed chicken meal and only paid 15 cents for it! HAHA THNX WEIFU (= weifu's so nice right? HOHO RIGHT. o yea and met ray there. ray looked so sneaky. doing wad i dont noe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the evening went to the airport to send cheryl off to china. HAHA HI CHERYL HOW'S CHINA? i bet she's struggling to speak chinese to those peeps over there. SHEE SHEE SHOR SHOR. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw in the car. i thought abt exactly the same thing as wad sarah thought. i was bored. so i asked myself the same unanswerable question. wad's my ambition in life. lemme tell u. i really hv NO IDEA. then i realised. no matter wad i become or wad i am, my sole and ultimate purpose in life is to live a life for God. to live a life pleasing to God. yea mom's told me that a gazillion times. it goes into my head then once family devotion's over, WOOSH. gone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day when i die and meet God in heaven. n He asks me, "what have you done for me in your life". wad am i gonna say? O LORD I BECAME AN ACCOUNTANT! OH I GOT 4.0 GPA CONSECUTIVELY FOR ALL FOUR YEARS. AND I GOT A SCHOLARSHIP TO THE IVY LEAGUE UNIVERSITY. ya think that's the answer He's been longing for? NO WAY man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i wish to tell Him that i've read the bible from cover to cover. (which i have yet to) and i brought so and so to know You. or even if so and so didn't come to accept You at that time i still prayed for her every night, and when she went to uni she accepted You as her Lord. basically, i want all these checked on my checklist when im lying on my death bed. which, hopefully, wont be too soon XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anw anw back to reality. where was i? o yea. sitting in the car. so reached the airport and went to swensens for dinner wif mel my mom and the snr 3 girls! swensens AGAIN heh. but this time no more 15cents special price la. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw we were talking abt loadsa stuff, then we came to when mel was my age, 14, and my mom was teaching her class. and the pro me was recounting all the incidents that happened 9 yrs ago. i got good memory! ahha yea my mom n mel were shocked that i could remember them. so anw we went to the same swensens coz we were sending fiona off to the US. then there's this world globe wif alot of coins on it. then one of the girls, either mel or sarah, went to kope one of the coins. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once they came over to have steamboat n stayover. then we were playing blind mice in my mom's room. while fiona was doing exercise on the gym mat in the dark floor and we kept stepping on her. then the masterbed was a restricted area, no one was supposed to go there. but mel would always cary me onto the bed n play cheat. HAH! then i tried chucking her under the dressing table to help her hide. but i forgot. she was too big, not as small as baby me. so she got stuck there and was like knocking furiously against the table while i happily CHUCKED her in further. HAHAHA! yea when we turned on the lights she got stuck there n they had to pull her out =P n mel was saying how in pri skool she was really playful. she'd do loadsa WEIRD stuff. like...HEH i better not mention it here. give her some face (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea we had a realli fun time recounting all those incidents. o n tess and i were saying how when we were in pri skool we'd always go to each others' house n play together wif our bros. our favourite game was shop. tess n i would set up a cool station n  sell milo n milk. our bros would set up lan shops. o n then later on we started using REAL money, and when our parents found out we got scolded =P. then once we stood on her sofa all morning trying to free-fall backwards. HAHHA spastic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea wait one last one. heh. when i was 6 yrs old, just the day before i entered p1, i was playing bball wif tess n her bro at their house. we were playing on the porch which was one level above the carpark. so tim passed the ball to me n i missed. n the ball rolled towards the stairs n was abt to roll down. so i stuck out my leg to stop it, but it still rolled further, and my leg followed it over the edge onto the stairs. and so *PIAK* i fell on the stairs. after which i ROLLED ALL THE WAY DOWN THE STAIRS. *GOOK GOOK GOOK GOOK GOOK* hahahha it was quite fun actl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think everyone's getting bored now. so i shall get back to where i was. we finished dinner at swensens n sent cheryl off. then, MEL'S WONDERFUL COOPER COULDN'T START. (= so we had to call the technician who took an hour to come, and we got stranded at the airport for 2 hours. HOHO.dont worry mel dont feel too guilty. it was quite an adventure actualli. haha seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, happy holidays! yay today was quite a cool day. first thing in the morning they said the shortlisted psls were out on the board. AHH i almost screamed. but got in! yay. then last period, math, got back math. yea when i walked up to the front miss lim was like looking at my marks n smiling at me. i was like COOL i probably did well. yea i did do well. BUT i could've done better. yeayea everyone says that. but seriously! if not for the stoopid error which they asked us to correct, but i didnt correct coz i dint noe wad on earth they were saying, i could've gotten 2 more marks. n i forgot to add in 2 more sides of the sector, which cost me another 2 marks. BOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lwer sec assembly. smth abt poetry n stuff. then we made a poem for this sec 1 girl. HAHA SUPER FUNNY LA.&lt;br /&gt;michelle got angry coz she wanted to do her work&lt;br /&gt;but she was dragged away by the jerk&lt;br /&gt;she played on the piano all day long&lt;br /&gt;she got so angry that she ripped her thong.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH oh man die la someone's gona get in deep trouble sooner or later. anw, i think im gona break record for longest entry liao. gtg now. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112566326151815761?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112566326151815761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112566326151815761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112566326151815761' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112540302906970119</id><published>2005-08-30T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T19:57:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arina is spastic and i am nice. the nice and pro-ded mel loon has invented a new way of copying notes from the whiteboard: TAKE PHOTO! ain't i smart. anw, now spastic arina lost her spastic math assgnment so i gotta send her the ws thru email. but my email cant upload pics. so i guess i'll do it here. arina is spastic (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/1028/spasticarina0017hk.jpg" height= "960" width= "720"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/8620/spasticarina2if.jpg" height= "960" width= "720"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy assignment-ing. and HAPPY ACES DAY TMR. i cant wait to dance wif hot vanessa. wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112540302906970119?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112540302906970119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112540302906970119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112540302906970119' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112513471065132558</id><published>2005-08-27T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:25:38.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YARU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take good care of roro k! and roro please take good care of poopoo. poopoo can get really blur sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yst when yingjing n i stepped into class the first thing we did was to hide our pressie's for yaru. and poor yaru was sitting there wif an empty table, no pressies! awwwwww. hahahaha then i went up and i went super enthu-ly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY YARU!!! *shakes her hand ethu-ly and whacks her on the back* later yingjing n i give u a treat for recess k? y u look so sad! ur bday leh! FREE recess leh! happy rite?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha u should hv seen that shiwang face she had. AWWWWW ahhaha. yea then finally we felt that we were too mean so i chucked her the cow n yj chucked her the octopus n pig. AAHHA yj almost wanted to kope the pig coz it was too cute. like wad on earth?! who on earth buys a pressie for her fren n kopes it in the end. hahaha. OOPS. YARU U DINT HEAR THAT. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during recess we sang yaru her bday song! yayyyyyy. n yj bot her a cake wif the word "idiot' on it. hahaha pok. anw we've made a new song for yj! audrey listen up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sung in Jesus loves me tune*&lt;br /&gt;audwee loves me this i know&lt;br /&gt;for the POTATO tells me so&lt;br /&gt;i love audwee very much&lt;br /&gt;audwee loves me even more!&lt;br /&gt;yes audwee loves me (x3)&lt;br /&gt;the POTATO tells me so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha NICE RIGHT. now we've got another song added to our choir book. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yajie's REALLY getting madder n madder by the day. yst at the canteen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yajie: *stares straight into my lovely eyes* WAD'S UR FIRST IMPRESSION OF ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares blankly* *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yajie: *takes a humongous bite off her rockmelon n chomps on it disgustingly* DO YOU THINK IM A VERY NEAT PERSON OR A MESSY PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *blink blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yajie: DO U LIKE ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *PUKES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth y's she asking me such qns? she can get more accurate results taking the personality quiz right. o and btw the answers to her qns were quite obvious la. i was just being nice n feigning ignorance (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO and the other day in the canteen yajie was being crazy as usual. then arina was like "yajie are you straight? i know your hair isnt, but are you?" HAHAH NICE ONE MAN! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112513471065132558?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112513471065132558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112513471065132558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112513471065132558' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112480496909585318</id><published>2005-08-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:51:17.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO. ok sry forgot to update the HIGHLIGHTS of choir concert. yaru and i both wore orange and white! ahaha n we dint coordinate at all la. plus orange is not exactly a very common colour. yea she wore a white shirt n orange pants. i wore orange shirt n white skirt. OH and our shoes! hahha we both wore bloo n white shoes. DONT WE ROCK? hahaha while we were walking we were like saying to each other "eh....dont u think we're cool? XD" haha reminds me of russell peters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo then at junction 8 i accidentally dropped my 10cent coin right at the edge of the escalator. and as the escalator continued moving the coin would slide up to the metal thing. but the metal thing was slanted so the coin would slide back onto the escalator. n this went on and on n i was tryna use my shoes to get it but couldnt. then yaru the HERO tried using her legs a gazillion times. by then ppl were all stomping over her n looking at her like a TOOT. ahahha! then she FINALLY got it out. YAYY yaru so clever! drink GROW XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano tcher's a big joke. today just before she left she was like "you sure you understand ah? ok dont understand must ask ok? must OPEN UP. if you dont open up i cannot GO INSIDE" ahahah wad kinda crap is that la! inappropriate analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho i feel like watching the maid but i dont dare to. the house they used to film is just the street next to our church. hahaha and apparently tess ACCIDENTALLY walked past the camera while filming. then they had to "cut cut cut!" haha i wonder if its reali accidental XD our area quite popular spot for filming eh. the other time they filmed the last episdoe of ding tian li di there. n i stared at tay ping hui n he just stared back at me. then the other time they filmed the xilingmen2 at the opposite coffeeshop. o n just abt 3 mnths ago i saw the maid. as in the MAID. yikes she looked so freaky la. but i dint noe it was a horror show. eeeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o and last sunday we were all eating prawn mee! yayyy took a pic wif the help of TALL jon goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/2651/churchprawnmee0019lk.jpg" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. speaking of which, new yo mudder fomr gab:&lt;br /&gt;yo mudder so fat, that when she told me her weight, i tot it was her handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha 98765432....KG! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o and i think ppl are getting more n mor creative with words these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img375.imageshack.us/img375/9864/sentosa0272mn.jpg" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. anw check this out. super loser.&lt;br /&gt;http://gprime.net/video.php/icescraping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112480496909585318?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112480496909585318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112480496909585318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112480496909585318' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112455355180058598</id><published>2005-08-20T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:59:11.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like my new blog? heh. was rather bored this afternoon, so decided to get a new skin. inspired by the dream i had 2 weeks ago. yea the "ballad" on the home page is a once in a lifetime experience i had. mixed feelings abt it. scared abt the palm and how the devil can reali try to pull u away while u're walking close wif God. yet amazed by the love of God. how he really comes to u when u cry to Him. and conincidentally, just that day before the nite of the dream, i was at LJS wif audrey sharing with her abt God and the bible. mhmm....and i guess...yea piece this together by yourself. like they say, the devil always tries to get us when we're at our weakest point. and i guess things have been reali horrible over the past 2 mnths or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe....after all that has happened and is still happening, im realli scared that i'll turn away from God. like im so scared that one day things get so bad that i ask Him "Lord y must u do this to me" and blame Him for everything. im so scared i'll tell Him that. i dont want to. coz right now i noe He lets all these happen for a reason. it may not seem that nice now, but i guess later on i'll realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt a week ago someone shared with me a verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.&lt;br /&gt;James 1: 2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this verse has really helped me over the past one week. whenever i think of those stuff, i recite the verse and it really comforts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know the past few entries hv been reali emo and drama and wad not. so i'll try to sound more cheerful yea? just gimme some time to get over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, ringers concert just now was great! =) yingjing looked super chio! ahah i never knew she could look so feminine. o n our psl charlene was the guest performer. wahaha GUEST PERFORMER. FWAH PRO SIA. anw, well done yingjing! real proud of you! can tell u really put in alot of effort! hope you liked our cow XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha before that we were planning to like make yingjing luff. so when she luffs she'll shake and her bells will automatically ring to the rhythm of her luff. "ringringringringringring" *SCREAMS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112455355180058598?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112455355180058598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112455355180058598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112455355180058598' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112429007101457857</id><published>2005-08-17T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:47:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry if my recent posts sound rather sadistic. BUT I JUST CANT HELP IT. today skool was horrible. had half a bowl of cereal for breakfast n the whole class had a last minute make-up math lesson during recess. so i almost died. NO FOOD. anw, the last period was math again, and all the Qns just kep piling up on me and i realised IM GONA FAIL MATH. which i dont want to. coz although my math sux i surprisingly hv never failed math before. thinking of which i may be breaking my record this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after skool i was so stressed that i really felt like dying. my shortness of breath came back. those kind of sucky feeling where u gotta take continuous deep breaths n u feel like ur lungs are bursting. n my head was in a whirl and i felt like fainting. then i went to relief stress by going to parkway for bak chor mee wif sijia. n rushed home and out again for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the point is that, the whole day seemed totally FINE. FINE as in free from SORROWS. u noe? that kinda SORROWS. not skool stress or anything. yes the whole evening seemed fine until SHE SHE SHE had to bring it up again. WAD ON EARTH LA. she noes very well that im now trying to forget this whole stupid thing and get back to my normal life n then she does all sortsa funny stuff. for my own good? FINE. GOOD. BUT STOP BRINGING IT UP AND INTERROGATING ME. here i am trying to immerse myself into the stressful skool life and there u are bringing up past incidents n making me turn back to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone thinks that immersing myself in studies is a loseristic way of hiding from the horrible truth, then FINE. THINK THAT WAY. becoz i feel that i have alrdy thought and brooded enough abt this whole incident and its TIME I MOVE ON. DO U GET ME. I HOPE YOU ALL DO THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112429007101457857?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112429007101457857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112429007101457857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112429007101457857' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112384137914690261</id><published>2005-08-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:09:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>im sad, scared, lonely and confused. i love her. i always confided in her. i always respected her and agreed and obeyed everything she said. but now, it seems as if...as if...she's doing smth she'd never done before. i would never imagine her doing such a thing. she was the one who thought me to love my enemies. to stay strong. that certain bad things happen for a reason. and to trust God. but now, i dono. maybe things hv really gone too far and she has to do it. im confused...is what she's doing the right thing? i wish someone could tell me...Lord help me Lord...help me...send me an angel...send me someone who can tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112384137914690261?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112384137914690261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112384137914690261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112384137914690261' title='help'/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112356828267288324</id><published>2005-08-09T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T14:18:02.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day!</title><content type='html'>yoyoyo! HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! yay i love singapore! im a patriot! XD wahoooo. this whole week has been action-packed man. and i have officially gone mentally unsound after mugging non-stop for bio. bio was crap man! esp the last qn la! HOHO i thought audrey would've loved it. but end up she oso found it crap. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yst's celebration was crap too. we were chucked into the puny stuffy hall wif no aircon! anw, after that went to cine wif audrey to catch charlie n the choc factory. o n her fren yingjie tagged along. we were like the only few peeps when we reached there la. coz we ended super early plus its so near our skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, went to LJS. yingjie is crap la! she makes really random remarks esp abt external body features...eg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye u look anorexic, coz ur cheek bones like jut out this way...&lt;br /&gt;aye u hv very white gums&lt;br /&gt;actualli ah audrey, u got very nice features ley, u just need to rebond ur hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i wonder how audrey can tahan her. wahaha. anw, met manda tan. yea but we were still waiting for LJS to start serving lunch coz it was only 1030. so manda couldnt tahan, went to kfc to eat. n then when she came back, we hadnt even ordered. RAAH. so anw, she was gona watch charlie too n same time! so audrey n i were looking out for her in the cinema coz we were planning to scare her. but we dint see her! and then later i found out that when we went in, she was alrdy in there and staring at us. OH MAN! anw saw alot of peeps. o and my bro was at cine too but dint see him. apparently he wanted to watch the same show too but coz he got stuck in the rain at bishan, when he came the tix were all sold out. HAHA! *sticks toungue out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw peeps, DONT ever watch a movie wif audwee. she kept blurting out random remarks so loudly during the show! she was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH HE DOESNT LOOK LIKE JOHNNY DEPPS&lt;br /&gt;HAHA THAT'S SO LAME!&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME THE ELEVATOR'S MADE OF GLASS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the WHOLE CINEMA would turn and look at us. AHH malumalu! *hides face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and last sunday in church we were all tryna be like ahlians! wahaha its so fun man! we were taking all sortsa ahlian pics. u noe like those were u put ur hand in front of ur mouth n blow. or u puff ur cheeks n point ur finger. or u stare at the camera wif SUPER BIG eyeballs. ororor u do the twist thing n act really calm. ahahha it was super fun man! o and next week we're all planning to wear PINK. oOH aNd hOrxX wEe osHo lEaRn tUu tOrRk aNd tYpE lYkE aHlIanzZ wOrXx! cOoL hOrXx? wAhAHA sHo faRRn! mOi lYkE! kEkExX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha oh man rocks la! oh n im gona change my blogksin to an ahlian blogskin soon. maybe later today when i have the time. wahah AHLIANS UNITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, then my mom brot the snr 5 girls out for lunch n i tagged along =D whee went to sakae sushi! oh man the foold was delicious. the 2 tables were competing to see who ate more. WE WON! XD ahaha i was sitting beside the belt and charmaine kept tapping me saying "eh that one that one!" "mel take take" "this one this one" ahha n i was pingming taking this n that and i almost toppled the whole stack of used plates =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha den we sent the twins home. haha there were so many lentors that my dad got confused. lentor loop lentor crescent lentor link lentor ave. haha n my mom was complaining how my dad had horrible sense of direction. n lene said her dad's one is worse. "eh we'll make a SMALL detour" n they ended up at kallang. HAHAHA from bukit timah make a SMALL DETOUR to kallang then back to yio chu kang. ROCKS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw tmr going sentosa wif sijia lisa n ling! =D woa im so surprised my mom allowed me to go man. i mean...after wad happened at east coast last yr =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh mom...can i go out wif my frens on wed...&lt;br /&gt;mom: go out? where?&lt;br /&gt;me: heh...(i wish she never asked)ermm...heh..SENTOSA! x)&lt;br /&gt;mom: woa! so dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;me: NO! last yr u let me go east coast!&lt;br /&gt;mom: HAHA u still dare to say ah! u lost the bike there right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh why must i be reminded of sucha horrible incident! haha hopefully yunie doesnt read this =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw this friday must miss half of trng again. psl interview. BAAH i dowan to sing song! so malu. wad song should i sing ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM COW HEAR ME MOO I WEIGH TWICE AS MUCH AS YOU AND I LOOK GOOD ON THE BARBEQUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i entertain them wif russell peters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY EXCUSE ME...YO MUDDER SO FAT. THAT WHEN SHE JUMP FOR JOY...SHE GOT STUCK. ok thankew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baah anw, i wanna watch LIP at tess's house later. hvent watched for more than a week ready. cannot tahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112356828267288324?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112356828267288324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112356828267288324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112356828267288324' title='national day!'/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112325421867959604</id><published>2005-08-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:03:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, everything's all just so blown up now and it seems as if i cant trust anyone at all. i dont dare to say anything. i dont dare to tell ppl how i feel. i dont dare...all i can say is. on one hand, everything seems to be piling up one by one just like that n i feel like just giving up. on the other hand certain things seem to be happening at the very appropriate time that can help solve this humongous conflict. n i guess it's God's way of helping me. He does let me go thru hard times, but He'll help me thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y must things be so blown up. i wish i could just sit someone down and tell that person wadever i wanna say and how i feel. thing is, WHO CAN I TRUST. WHO??? sigh...the only reason why i'd take lit...is writing poems...esp in times like these...other than that, lit is a nono for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord, send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;help me perform a miracle&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord, hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;protect me from all dangers and harms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what You go through in a day&lt;br /&gt;is more than what I go through everyday&lt;br /&gt;You seem so close, yet so far away&lt;br /&gt;help me get up, help me find a way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112325421867959604?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112325421867959604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112325421867959604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112325421867959604' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112272109751554582</id><published>2005-07-30T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T18:58:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>songs. ppl mostly go for songs coz of their cool tunes. lyrics dont really play a big role in songs now. after all, they're just mostly love songs, wif those cliched "she left me, i have no longer any reason to live on" lines. but some songs, though not really cool tunes, hv really meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get Up and Live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look around and see some joys have passed you by&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel blue, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever sigh over things you wish you’d try&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Don’t set your heart on things you have missed&lt;br /&gt;But look out to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your past romances lie behind in ruins&lt;br /&gt;Start to love yourself and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if some painful memory keeps you hiding from tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take a second chance to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t let your sorrow scold you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t live in the past&lt;br /&gt;And don’t let your failures hold you&lt;br /&gt;Just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a dream of what you might have been&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let go, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if you think the years turn too quickly through life’s pages&lt;br /&gt;Take what’s left and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t mourn the years that have drifted&lt;br /&gt;Or what might have been&lt;br /&gt;Take hold of all you’ve been given&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day…&lt;br /&gt;Ooh one day, one day, just live one day&lt;br /&gt;Just live one day...one day…at a time….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might think i dont really bother abt this big issue that has happened btwn the 3 of us. that life just goes on as per normal for me. although i might be putting on a smile and acting as if nth has happened, this issue has and is really bothering me. i dont think anybody is to blame for this, because right now i think it is just all a misunderstanding. i can truthfully tell u that everything u think abt me is not true. or at least, i dint intend to do all those. if i have hurt you in any way, im sincerely sorry. im not allowed to swear, but i promise i've never ever had the intention of overthrowing you, much more done such things to try and overthrow you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i admit im angry after all you've done and said abt me, and i noe you're probably angry wif me too, for what reason i have yet to learn. but i think this is all just a misunderstanding and we should sit down and clear it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i'd like to clarify first is that im not being despo to become a capt or anithing. in fact, after all that has happened, im quite sure that i dont stand a chance of being in the comm at all. but i have sat down and reflected upon myself and this issue. right now, not being in the comm doesnt really matter much to me. what really matters to me is that we sort this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana go for trng as if im going on a cold war. i dont wanna go for trng being conscious of every single action or every single thing i say, so as not to hurt ur feelings further. i dont wana go for trng as if im going for torture camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i cant empathize wif u and how u feel. but on the other hand, i CAN empathize wif u because i too am feeling equally bothered and hurt. so i hope we sort it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112272109751554582?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112272109751554582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112272109751554582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112272109751554582' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112221746237465825</id><published>2005-07-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:04:22.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a 3-4 week break from lovers in paris i finally got down to continue watching it last nite. mhmm. tess's dad invited this overseas student from hwa chong over. yea so charmaine n charlene came, n i hopped over and we spent the nite together =D yikes i think that sounds sick. hahah okok nvm. anw, so we had dinner n then we watched lovers in paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woa the twins were so eager to noe the ending la! esp charlene! she kept begging us to watch the last disc. like HELLO that's so unfun! so yea we watched the first 2 discs. haha tae-young's super funny and spastic la! o but charmaine couldnt tahan so today in church she went to ask my mom who tae-young ended up wif. eeyer! play cheat one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw last nite at tess's house i spotted this pebble beside the tv table wif my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;me: uh...tess wad's this thing wif my name doing here?&lt;br /&gt;tess: oops o yea its for you! you can hv it! happy birthday =P&lt;br /&gt;me: HOHO that's like 6 months late!&lt;br /&gt;tess: heh actuali...i did it in p6...it was meant to be for ur 11th bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA like o man that's 3 and a half years old la! that stone is really stone-age man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw church today. we were crapping as usual over breakfast. and ray told us reali reali lame jokes! n suddenly she started telling us ghost stories...yikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today my maid was on off day, parents n bro went to play tt wif my relatives. so i was the only one at home coz i dint wanna go...i'd rather stay at home n do my chinese pt. and i successfully edited the video! rox man! haha yunie was swooning over the jay song -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the point is, i was so busy doing my pt that i dint realise im a very imaginative person and dont dare to stay alone at home. until i finished my pt n i was so bored i realised i was the only one at home and started to get scared. then in the shower i recalled the ghost stories ray told us this morning and i suddenly got so freaked out!! and i had to go and practise piano la! and you noe pianos are like the best instruments to use in ghost stories. i was so super scared la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just rushed thru my scales n ran downstairts n sat in the DARK and GLOOMY living room waiting for my piano tcher to come. woa it was the first time i ever wished my tcher would come man. usually i would just hope i could send her off in the initial-d toyota back to the furthest yamaha. but this time round i was sitting there anxiously waiting for the arrival of her grand golden toyota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FINALLY...*DING DONG....DING DONG...* she came! i jumped up and rammed the remote control. then i opened the door, and realised my big fat cat was sitting right outside my door. ARGH if i had known earlier i would have asked it to come in and accompany meee! raaah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, piano exam's in 2 days time. yikes i hate piano! piaNOOOOOOO. and on tues we hv aesthetics la! n we're gona cook chicken burger! boooo i want!!! =( i hope halfway thru the exam the pedal breaks then i can sue them. the pedal there is so old and cranky and destroys my beautiful music wif the *KOK KOK KOK* sound. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai gtg now. its still so early but i got nth to do...too late to play piano...baah....ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: which piano in the market laughs the most?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: yamaHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cheer up audweee! mel loves you! and so does elmo! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112221746237465825?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112221746237465825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112221746237465825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112221746237465825' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112202063446321711</id><published>2005-07-22T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:23:54.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay yaru thnx for ur really nice one-paragraph-dedication on ur previous post. i shall dedicate one to u now =D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest yaru, aka fellow clown/bird. take geog! dont take lit! geog rox more. i wanna be in the same class as u next yr. and although now ive changed my mind to hist geog, i might consider trip science geog still. but anw, you've changed &lt;br /&gt;so much over the past few months. last yr you were so quiet and timid and shy and wad not. and suddenly, this yr, you've become one crazy person who can never reshape your weird eyebrows which make u look so blur-ded. i still remember how we became good frens. at the beginning of the yr you picked cheryl as your mortal and she's my jnr so yea we began to tok to each other abt her. den during the learning journey week in march we went to the science centre and we were daring each other to slide down the kiddy slide in front of all the kindergarten kids. den jess n sijia went to the art museum thing to see their dolls and i dint wanna go. so i tagged along wif u and we went to long johns. and there the two of us embarrassed ourselves in front of the lady and wasted our money. and from then on you were so determined to go back to LJS and demand a fried fish and not grilled fish. yea, and from then on we kept teasing each other abt it n started hanging out. o and yst u finally fulfilled ur wish by ordering LJS' fried fish. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...yst's assembly was fun. well actl the video was boring but yaru yingjing n i had fun crapping and luffing =D ahahah. the oni thing i remembered from the video was a penguin tottling abt. den it fell flat on its tummy and skidded on the ice. den it tottled again and wanted to do a graceful dive into the icey cold water but toppled in instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhd today was...erm...haha as usual. wore jeans wif kurta top and a PINK bandana. yea PINK. anw 204 won the skit! haha congrats ppl! happy for you =D o and 211 did the same story as us. apparently there was a close fight btwn our class n theirs. but ours was more serious so they decided 211's had more entertainment value and was more suitable for the amphi setting. haha but their prince and our prince ALOT of difference can. theirs is TALL and MUSCULAR. whereas im...erm...short n skinny? yea when they chose me as prince everyone luffed coz dian's taller than me. haha but hu cares. not as if we kissed or smth right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw after that, went wif audrey to macs for lunch. and as expected, we had a long chat. about? THINGS. but this time round we dint gossip. we just, expressed our feelings on the way things were turning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my previous post i said ive gotten over it alrdy. but i guess that was just temporary. coz its back again. i think wad has happened has really deeply scarred me. u might think its a stupid thing to get scarred over, but yea that's just how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, after wad has happened, now when i see any bowlers, i just get reminded of wad happened. so much so to the extent that when i see certain bowlers, i feel very uncomfortable. on the other hand there are some bowlers whom i can see and yet not get reminded of the past. i guess aiqing, ann, annalyn, jiahui and nikki are the only ppl. dont ask me y, its just like that. esp aiqing. i dont noe y but today i was so happy to see her i jumped up and down and waved frantically like a mad pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea but abt 3-4 bowlers. when i see them i really feel very very uncomfortable. shant mention names here though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona bowl later. hvent bowled for more than a week. but im not really excited. it just brings back bad memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112202063446321711?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112202063446321711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112202063446321711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112202063446321711' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112168849342241792</id><published>2005-07-18T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:20:49.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things have happened over the past week. many ups and downs, but more downs i suppose. well but its all over so there's nth we can do abt it animore. mhmm. i guess i'll take this round of nats as a very valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the most memorable part of this yr's nats for the 4 of us was probably the doubles day. nobody was bowling well. but we were reciting the "yo mudder so fat" thing over and over again, den holding the "joy" and trying to say "she got stuck" at the same time. n then luffing at the thing and doing it over and over again. but deep down inside, we were all feeling really sad and we knew the other 3 were feeling as sad too. looking back at it, its quite ironical, all 4 of us agree. but we plastered a smile on our faces for each others' sake, when we knew how everyone felt. i dono but when i went back after that and thought abt that incident, i felt very touched. i dont noe y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on the last day of nats...yea i guess the whole team was looking at me not knowing why i cried. well...when everything was over, i told myself it was ok. i neednt be sad, i neednt cry. until smth happened, and i realised how terrible the situation was and just broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then just before the prize giving, the sec 2s started a photo taking frenzy. i obviously wasnt smiling. so zhimin asked sarah to ask me to smile, which worked, but just for a few seconds. so they were trying to play a fool and tease me, and i was in no mood for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they asked sarah to ask me to smile and i did. they asked sarah to hug me and i did. they asked sarah to take a photo wif me. i tried to, but broke down halfway. if u were to ask me y, i'd probably say that everyone was so insistent on playing all kindsa pranks n funny stuff of me when i was so down. so i guess i felt so alone i just cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been lots of crying. on the day of open house i felt real gloomy and sad. coz over the past week, many unpleasant things hv happened. be it bowling or home or frens. and i was pouring it all out to zhimin, when suddenly another rock was added to my burden. it came so unexpectedly. and it was so heavy. i couldnt stand it i just ran out of skool holding back my tears. zhimin asked me wad happened but i just said i'd tell her when i got home. then when i got out of skool, i realised i'd be going home on my own and i couldnt afford to cry. i felt so scared and alone, i dint wanna go home i just wanted to stay there in fear of breaking down halfway. and so i ran back in to zhimin. dragged her out n cried my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea its quite awkward reciting all these. but i guess pouring it out just makes me feel better. coz i feel much better now. ive gotten over all these. im not bothered by them anymore. im back to my daily school life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, it's good to be back in skool. i can study and get along wif my frens, free from politics. and most of all i can share everything and get encouragements from my christian frens. mhmm. its really a nice feeling =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112168849342241792?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112168849342241792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112168849342241792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112168849342241792' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112118406384625575</id><published>2005-07-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:01:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a long day...and a horrible one too....im so tired i dont wanna do my skoolwork...i dont hv the mood to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i would like to thank everyone who helped me wif my ball thingy this morning. whether it was helping me call whoever or just trying to cool the very panicky me down. and sry if u guys were late for class. esp audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ball incident has been bothering me for the whole day. i cant believe im actualli so stoopid and careless and what not. i rushed up to the lab for bio...not being able to concentrate at all. i was half-staring at the screen n half-looking at my hp for any new updates abt my ball. n all i learnt in skool today was how to fold a piece of DNA paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i bowled worse than yst. i think im bowling so badly that i just cant cry. i hv underperformed for the past 2 days. all i hv left is team event on thurs. hopefully we all would do better. but at least we had a star frame(4 strikes) for the first shot of the second game. yea that was one of our goals set by us before nats. and zhimin n i got 7th for doubles. i was quite shocked. considering how badly i bowled today...7th is reali good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...all the small troubles that happened today has really made me tired. n its not that i feel tired after a day of fun. i feel tired and hopeless...i wanna lean on someone's shoulders n fall asleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112118406384625575?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112118406384625575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112118406384625575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112118406384625575' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112107782263121388</id><published>2005-07-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T15:51:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>congratulations zhimin. you have done the seemingly impossible, you have beaten the traditional unbeatables, and you have done our school proud! no matter what ppl say or how ppl think, be it whether it was just pure luck, or whether it was just a fluke, you still did it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was bad. everyone was so nervous and anxious. and come to think of it, excluding zhimin, we were all bowling very badly. very very badly. we gotta buck up to even try and be top 4 for school positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o n today aunty cat was looking at the score sheets. n she told mrs lim: woa our top 4 bowlers all on first page leh! uh...is that a big deal. i dont reali think it is. but nvm. we'll slowly climb up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least ive improved. i remember last yr i was on the third page for the first 2 days. den on the last day i bowled a 131 avg. and i was like WOAH so high! n then i climbed up to the very bottom of the second page n i was so happy. =S how weird. i bowled a 131 avg last yr n was overjoyed. now i bowled 133 n im depressed. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat says my ball roll went haywire today (i fully agree) and she wants me to wear weights tmr. bleagh. hopefully it helps. haha today was super funny la. cheryl kept leaving her slide powder on the seat n everytime one of us unlucky ppl would sit on it n get a white butt. then once cheryl came back, stared at the 3 of us seated on the seats. n said "someone's sitting on my powder..." and immediately all 3 of us like shot up at the same time n unanimously turned our heads towards seats. hahaha that was super funny la! we just burst out luffing. imagine if suddenly u see 3 girls jumping out of their seats n looking back at the same time. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw doubles tmr. partnering zhimin! wahooo im partnering the top singles! *screams and faints* ahahahha. i better buck up. and sorry if i pull u down zhimin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112107782263121388?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112107782263121388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112107782263121388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112107782263121388' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112064857971059983</id><published>2005-07-06T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T19:16:19.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>olympics voting results gona be out real soon! im rooting for paris. if paris were to win, i'd go there n watch the olympics wif my boyfren in 2012 when im 21. den in 2016 when im 25 i'll go wif my fiance. den in 2020 when im 29 i'll go wif my husband. and in 2024 when im 33 i'll go wif my KIDS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woosh...c div coming up...real soon. they announced the lanes which we're bowling during trng today. my team's bowling beside sports skool. n team 2's bowling beside mgs. everyone's trng real hard. everyone's thinking about nth but bowling the whole day. everyone's nervous. some snrs tell us we can do it and we must do our best. others are indirectly tryna say we suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter wad, i think wads most important is that we gotta do our best n dont give up no matter wad. sounds cliche but yea. no matter how stoopid my team looks bowling beside sports skool, no matter how pathetic team 2 looks bowling beside mgs, we just gotta do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, courage is not one who wins. courage is one who does his best, and leaves the rest in God's hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561319-112064857971059983?l=spasticated-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112064857971059983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6561319/posts/default/112064857971059983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spasticated-mel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112064857971059983' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561319.post-112027415703280054</id><published>2005-07-02T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T11:15:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my words of wisdom has greatly impacted ee's life. "Hey! Be a man! Do the right thing!" =D haha yst during trng audrey was getting a wrist guard from aunty cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: how much isit?&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: $35&lt;br /&gt;me: aunty cat! give her best price! $34.50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay u'll oni get it if u've watched russell peters. hahaha o man its so qiao la. such an exact price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday during english we were doing group work. den i wanted to ask ya jie smth. so i turned towards her n at the same time pointed my finger at her. n at the same time she was opening her mouth n facing me. and *ZOOOM* my whole finger went into her mouth!!! YUCKS YUCKS YUCKS! IT WAS SO DISGUSTING CAN! i immediately chionged to the toilet wif my jacket half worn-half falling off n washed my hands a gazillion times. sick man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yst during math, ya jie was trying to explain her &lt;strike/&gt;pythagoras'&lt;/strike&gt; ya jie's theorem. n we dint even noe wad she was toking about! even miss lim couldnt figure out la! she was like "you take a square n b square den ab square den you..." and we were like "HUH?!" hahaha big joke la she. o and den yst she walked right behind dez and started strangling her. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok trng yst was HORRIBLE. coz i just took off my wrist guard so my wrist is like veri fragile now. n den we had to do that stupid swing drill. woa that was killer man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw they announced the team. FINALLY! woa sitting on the lanes n listening to cat talking abt competition dates n stuff were reali killing us la! we were like all dying to noe the team. and im LEAD OFF?! i reali dint expect it la! i told myself i would be happy just being in team 1. n i'd probably be 2nd or 3rd bowler. but lead off?!! OH MAN. that's so scary la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i made a deal wif rachel. for every game that i bowl above 170, she buy me one drink. wohoo! haha. but she said if too many then ask sarah to share. eeyer! play cheat one she! i bet u sarah wont share. (coz rachel's the only one that's so nice to agree wif my deal =D) anw i hope i get alot alot of drinks! yes. i better. else i cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall not worry over my positioning now and concentrate on bowling. YES. going trng after this. 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