<?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-10942372</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:35:44.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LALA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>440</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116494806813210022</id><published>2006-11-30T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:48:43.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nadiah and emi at tiong at macs for breakfast. until priscilla goh wanted the key. so me and nadiah went back at 8.45 to open the storeroom door.then I stoned in the band room til more ppl came. People come come come. Then set up chairs and carried perc instruments out. warm up. combine with choir. ate lunch (horrid but still edible) then packed and left school. Was feeling quite weird cos Esplanade's a horrible place to go. Although fun to explore, I didnt dare to explore much only if I was with friends. Didnt managed to go to whatever cockpit place. But nvm. The holding area was quite cramped up and messy with so many ppl around. Then, we had rehearsals and stuff. I was quite blur and confused about the place and how to get about. Then me hanis nadiah jolynn found a remote toilet to change and we had the whole toilet to ourselves. Then we had dinner which was chicken rice, and I guess I ate more rice than chicken and the chicken had more bones than meat. After that while going out to meet people to pass them tickets, I realised I DIDNT BRING THEM TO ESPLANADE ALONG WITH ME! I cried like shit and wenjun was trying to comfort me. Then wanted to find ms low to drive me back but met ms azilah on the way. and ms Mas could give me tickets first. Relieved. Thanks david for toblerone! Then went back in to get ready. Oh well, I didnt managed to triple tongue well for Da Pacem and I am not happy with myself. Well, actually, I wasnt happy with this concert either. tuning, dynamics, intonation everything. GRRR. Intermission was quite fun though. went out and thanks tania and everyone for the big big big sunflower. Then everyone went back and I found myself with hanis adilah and adelene. Went out to take jump shots. And wanted to go to roof terace. But... my fault again. HAHA. not gonna explain. So went back and waited backstage for quite a long time. To the stars was so-so. Didnt play very well either also. And high school muscial's like some routine thing. But I think I had a bit of fun that night. Went back to school. packed up. feeling lousy and tired. Then I just realiesd that we stopped at many places to split the fishes. And I thought emi was lying to me ok! about the goldfishes. Cos I didnt see adelene bringing alot of things to school. But oh well, proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/1600/399689/DSCN4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/320/640971/DSCN4356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/1600/606643/DSCN4358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/320/825604/DSCN4358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S PEA. i gave polar to aishah cos her scotch died. IS THAT HOW YOU SPELL IT? or is it scortch or scorch or I DONT KNOW. you should go take a look at John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band again. Haising, Anglican and Ngee Ann came over. We read through set piece. To me first movement's boring and second's quite messy and er... chaotic. Cant do elephant call properly yet. But its quite fun. Then we stayed in band room to chit chat or i dont know what. Or mayb spent some time trying to take out my splinter in my toe. Quite hilarious. Then went to clementi with aishah, adilah, emi and jolynn and hanis to get fish food and oxygen balls! Yeap. I want to get a companion for PEA! But, I think I'd drive my mom crazy by doing that. And she said pea would die sooner or later :( DONT WANT PEA TO DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home. Slept well. Did some bio but wasnt productive. Stared at Pea and Polar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for self prac. Brought Polar for aishah. And they were crazy trying to feed more and more. BUT NO! POLAR'S FAT ENOUGH! Then went to Acsi for concert and IT WAS DAMN GOOD. AWESOM-O. I dont know why but I liked jurrasic park so much. And many other songs. combine band was great I think. Put all the good sound together = superb sound. Although I had a sad view, cos I sat front row. Was feeling quite frustrated sitting in the first row. GRRRR. and it was jelly bean day. Was damn hungry. Reached home and ate horfun. Bathed, chat, and sleep. &lt;strong&gt;edit//&lt;/strong&gt;adelene and ADILAH ate FISH FOOD. aishah tried some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday(today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS this my longest post ever? might actually be. ANW, woke up at 10, went back to sleep but after much thinking, I decided to wake up just to check on PEA. fed it. ate breakfast. wash its tank/container? and change water. added new oxygen balls. And now I am here. Gonna do more bio later after lunch. :D I better treasure next week before I leave for thailand on 11th to 18th. GRRRR. I DONT WANT TO DO HOLIDAY HOMEWORK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116494806813210022?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116494806813210022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116494806813210022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116494806813210022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116494806813210022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/thats-me-monday-met-nadiah-and-emi-at.html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/1600/652947/ebec8502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5441/360/320/412741/ebec8502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, all these photos explains my whole week. band and chalet. here and there. to and fro. done! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116454693521792486?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116454693521792486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116454693521792486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116454693521792486'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116394215786508113</id><published>2006-11-19T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T05:15:57.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kyle : *inserts vulgar language* THEY KILLED KENNY!&lt;br /&gt;Cartman : Son of a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Stanley : Hey! Kenny's not dead yet!&lt;br /&gt;-something runs over kenny-&lt;br /&gt;Cartman : Son of a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle : KENNY'S DEAD! SEE! -uses twig to smack kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southpark is hilarious ok. It entertained me so much. Not say I very free either. Have been quite busy with band and lessons. S.O.S. please! adilah said it stands for Save Our Souls. IS IT TRUE? HAHA. Oh well, hope band t comes in on time. And then I dont need to see that pervy guy ever again. He's so stalker alright. GRRR. anw, farewell's on thursday. Chalet wed, thurs, fri. Busy week ahead!!! Oh well, nothing funny really happened this whole week. Nothing much to update. SO NOTHING! :D sick of blogging. although i dont blog much these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116394215786508113?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116394215786508113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116394215786508113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116394215786508113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116394215786508113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/kyle-inserts-vulgar-language-they.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116332975081480299</id><published>2006-11-12T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T03:09:10.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORE PHOTOS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1010783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1010783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me devon elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/Picture%20119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/Picture%20119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me peiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/ec173ed7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/ec173ed7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/nco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/nco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIKE(david la) ADA ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116332975081480299?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116332975081480299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116332975081480299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116332975081480299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116332975081480299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-photos-d-me-devon-elizabeth-me.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116325508481908355</id><published>2006-11-11T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:24:44.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u84gpXO9VkE&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u84gpXO9VkE&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;our hardwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116325508481908355?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116325508481908355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116325508481908355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116325508481908355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116325508481908355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116317244157453754</id><published>2006-11-10T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:48:27.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND WENJUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of trumpet section :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and wenjun again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me wenjun and alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingle(twist) wenjun(twist) me(no twist :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCO POP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really nervous and stuff at first. Oh, first things first, food was horrid today again. And yeah, we did two rehearsals in the morning, and the sun just decided to wake up so early this morning. And then we had so much free time. OH OH and my eyes :( its half red. REALLY HALF RED. like below red, on top white. its freaky. Yeah then parade started at 6.15, and GOH was so late. Waited and waited. then yeah, I FORGOT TO SALUTE THE SECOND TIME and I was so so so so :( after that. but after awhile it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU for all who came ok. appreciate it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;in alphabetical order&lt;br /&gt;Adelene&lt;br /&gt;Adilah&lt;br /&gt;Emi (thanks for your water :D though you arent the one who gave me m&amp;ms)&lt;br /&gt;Emily (HAHA, AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO GAVE ME M&amp;amp;MS)&lt;br /&gt;Hanis (thanks for screaming too, sorry that you're sick:( )&lt;br /&gt;Jolynn&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah (thanks for screaming and embarassing yourself)&lt;br /&gt;Pamela&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;Ms azilah too haha.&lt;br /&gt;and mayb some whom I didnt see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss NCO alr. :(&lt;br /&gt;I want NCO I want NCO I want NCO&lt;br /&gt;We always dread lunches cos of the food, but love tea breaks&lt;br /&gt;And we always fill the whole corridor&lt;br /&gt;And we joined the squash court gang for lunch on the last day and it was hilarious &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, the corridor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN4181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN4181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how we love to jam with each other, playing stupid songs&lt;br /&gt;Or how we'll just join in whenever saxophones play abba gold.&lt;br /&gt;Its like our bonding song. HAHA. but we're sick of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, more photos comin up. I have to wait for people to send me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116317244157453754?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116317244157453754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116317244157453754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116317244157453754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116317244157453754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-wenjun-half-of-trumpet-section.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116307925260722145</id><published>2006-11-09T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:34:12.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Band without Priscilla is so hopeless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW EMI THANKS SO MUCH. I feel so appreciated. But there's actually something after that sentence, but I refuse to put it here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's just better than yesterday. :D And I just increased my handphone contact list by 10 more contacts today. And Im gonna bring my camera tmr! What else to update.. hmm. OH. mr siao joke. cos it was raining, and we could go back alr, but we cant walk back to music studio cos it was quite heavy. then we said we can run back. And he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont run, later you fall, spoil my floor"&lt;br /&gt;"Very expensive you know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so so so lame, but I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOOK WHAT THEY ARE PASSING AROUND msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS AROUND:&lt;br /&gt;NCO passing out parade at CCA Bfield (evans road. near botanical gardens)&lt;br /&gt;pls go and support pris and wenjun if u are free&lt;br /&gt;be seatd at 6.15PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel more scared now. Chill. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116307925260722145?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116307925260722145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116307925260722145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116307925260722145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116307925260722145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/band-without-priscilla-is-so-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116282073448501361</id><published>2006-11-06T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T05:45:34.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Break out, play about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what is just so wrong about me. Do I seem so irritable to you? I have not even said a single word to you. And I really hope Im not the one whom you don't want to see. You spoiled my day. Just hearing those few words spoiled my day. I felt so withdrawned. That is how words can hurt my feelings. I tried so hard today. I think I got socialising problems. OHNO. haha. someone help me man. mayb I should really try calling TwinkleFriend xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth hurt the whole day. Due to playing. Over exerting force. Vibration of a column. Long long day, ended with long long journey home. Shant elaborate on today la. Not worth elaborating. Just that food in CCAB is horrid. But well, hungry, so just eat.  So yeah, that's the end of a long winded day. Thanks to those who weren't bitchy today. Or mayb its just me la. I dont know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116282073448501361?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116282073448501361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116282073448501361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116282073448501361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116282073448501361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/break-out-play-about-tell-me-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116263911397805487</id><published>2006-11-04T02:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:18:33.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jump, Jump, Jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep tearing all day long, cause I feel like sneezing but I just WONT SNEEZE. and my nose ran away, wait, not really, its still running. Which implies, I have a running nose. Woke up at 10.30 this morning for Jimmy Neutron again. Then I did some math (I've got lots to do, misc 6, 12.2, misc 12). And I planned out my holiday schedule alr ( which i should have 1 week ago). And I realised that MANY things slipped my mind today. And I have lots of things to settle now since I rmbed what slipped my mind. GRRR. And I bring the ice pack whereever I go today. And I drank like so many cups of water til people wont be able to tell whether I pee-ed or not cos its the same colour as water. HAHA. oh well, let me re-cap on ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bio and chem in the morning. then went out with grace, rachel, bernette, sijing and lydiawatti for lunch. PEPPERLUNCH :D I really love it now. I think the next time i eat out, I would want to eat there. IF possible. But they really freak me out. their service is good. but too good. I was telling rachellau that we can tire them out by walking in and out of the place a million times. then they will yell like mad. But oh well, I also want to add that ms azilah's damn funny. She could have just explained that that production of ammonia temperature thing in 5mins like how she did to me and rachellau after lesson, rather than talking for so long and everyone dont understand. Ohwell, after lunch at pepperlunch, We wanted to watch movie, but I had to go home early for grandma's birthday. So I had to leave town by 5pm. But then, the movies that were out werent nice and the timings were are bad ones. So, I decided to leave earlier and make my ic instead and not make my mom angry. Well, the queue wasnt long. All that I was pissed off with was that there were so many ppl smoking outside ICA building. Smoking should just be banned everywhere. or mayb only in rehab centres. YEAH. like that only smokers would be affected. But ohwell, no such thing. Talking crap = signs of hunger. Im off for dinner :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116263911397805487?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116263911397805487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116263911397805487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116263911397805487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116263911397805487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/jump-jump-jump-i-keep-tearing-all-day_04.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116263911382922859</id><published>2006-11-04T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:18:33.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jump, Jump, Jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep tearing all day long, cause I feel like sneezing but I just WONT SNEEZE. and my nose ran away, wait, not really, its still running. Which implies, I have a running nose. Woke up at 10.30 this morning for Jimmy Neutron again. Then I did some math (I've got lots to do, misc 6, 12.2, misc 12). And I planned out my holiday schedule alr ( which i should have 1 week ago). And I realised that MANY things slipped my mind today. And I have lots of things to settle now since I rmbed what slipped my mind. GRRR. And I bring the ice pack whereever I go today. And I drank like so many cups of water til people wont be able to tell whether I pee-ed or not cos its the same colour as water. HAHA. oh well, let me re-cap on ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bio and chem in the morning. then went out with grace, rachel, bernette, sijing and lydiawatti for lunch. PEPPERLUNCH :D I really love it now. I think the next time i eat out, I would want to eat there. IF possible. But they really freak me out. their service is good. but too good. I was telling rachellau that we can tire them out by walking in and out of the place a million times. then they will yell like mad. But oh well, I also want to add that ms azilah's damn funny. She could have just explained that that production of ammonia temperature thing in 5mins like how she did to me and rachellau after lesson, rather than talking for so long and everyone dont understand. Ohwell, after lunch at pepperlunch, We wanted to watch movie, but I had to go home early for grandma's birthday. So I had to leave town by 5pm. But then, the movies that were out werent nice and the timings were are bad ones. So, I decided to leave earlier and make my ic instead and not make my mom angry. Well, the queue wasnt long. All that I was pissed off with was that there were so many ppl smoking outside ICA building. Smoking should just be banned everywhere. or mayb only in rehab centres. YEAH. like that only smokers would be affected. But ohwell, no such thing. Talking crap = signs of hunger. Im off for dinner :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116263911382922859?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116263911382922859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116263911382922859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116263911382922859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116263911382922859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/jump-jump-jump-i-keep-tearing-all-day_04.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116247901375772930</id><published>2006-11-02T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T06:50:13.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jump on demand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im back. Back to blog. although I do not have the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week's filled with lessons. more and more lessons. But hey! Mrs tan's expressions are PRICELESS I tell you! And this whole week's lessons are mostly bio and chem. and well, English bridging course was just... ... yeah. Ah well, I shall just elaborate on today. Chem in the morning followed by Bio. well, I dropped my pencil case between the gaps of the PAT seats, so, I went all over looking for that auntie to get the key to open the door, but I couldnt find her. Ended up asking band ppl to help me get it when they push back the chairs. What an embarrassement. Well, I realise I get hungry easily during holiday lessons. No idea why. I feel like eating alot during breaks. But all I have is egg sandwich from Crez Cafe. AND JULIE BISCUITS :D which i smuggle in class. The peanut butter ones are damn good. :D :D :D And yeah. Lunch was quite unhealthy, cup noodle. And me, sam and sabrina got all wet from the rain. We used cartons from cheers to protect ourselves from the rain. Bought more julie biscuits from canteen for storage for my long lesson hours from 1 to 5.30 :D Today's quite insane. 1 hour of two sciences each, 2 hours for both math each, and 2.5 hours of physics. Oh well, but quite alot of laughter today. Especially lunch. Many stupid things happened. But can't rmb. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, next week I would be like skipping school, band, lessons, everything. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;for, nco camp. what a hassle. But ppl always say its experience, and ppl who have gone for nco love it. so i guess i would enjoy it too. But all the hassle of making up lessons and stuff, adds on to my pile of stress. GRR. Ahwell, my passout parade's next friday. 3rd November. CCAB (co-ciriculum activities branch??? its the old NIE la, the one with the hockey pitch, near botanical gardens, opposite prata house) yeah. Be seated by 6.15 i think. I think I would get some tanning sessions from this camp :D But NO, skin cancer :( HATE MY SKIN PIGMENTS. Hope my child doesn inherit my pigments. Ahwell, gonna make IC tmr, ITS LIKE OVERDUED anw. Its late now, SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116247901375772930?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116247901375772930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116247901375772930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116247901375772930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116247901375772930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/11/jump-on-demand-yes-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116160859167576092</id><published>2006-10-23T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T06:03:11.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>B.I.A. &lt;br /&gt;bodyguards in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEAR THE OXYGEN MASK!&lt;br /&gt;FAN HER!&lt;br /&gt;OH NO YOU LOOK SO PALE!&lt;br /&gt;WATCH HER STEPS!&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST SAT ON THE OXYGEN MASK&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S THE OXYGEN MASK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so sleepy in the morning. Michelle is newly appointed bodyguard together with Claire. They went mad today lah. Dont ask me what they did. But well, IN-PLACE EXERCISE WAS HORRID. &gt;:/ some people's plastic bag fell off the window. i think its sabrina's. but well, if its sabrina's then i dont blame her :D but oh well. so we were all being kind souls and helped to stick it back. THE FRIGGIN MASKIN TAPE ISNT STICKY AT ALL. bet they gave us expired maskin tape!!! &gt;:/ It was like living in a huge oven. but oh well, i enjoy sweating though. and if you just shut your mouth, it would be fine. JUST LIKE WHAT SEBASTIAN GOH SAID. he was saying stuff like,&lt;br /&gt;"eeevve you tok more, uuuu whale produce more hit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing ended at 10. and outside classroom was just like air-con. whooohooo. then we had recess. after recess, i went to sleep cos audrey neo didnt come in. FREE PERIOD :D well, some people went out the class to talk and chit chat, so the class was 100% sleeping environment. then until those people came in and made so much noise again, they woke me up. so i was moody after that, but well, partly cos i wanted to pee too. so i went to pee. and when i came back... Claire moved my table again! she moved it TWICE today. GRRRRR. but oh well, at least it keeps me occupied (cos i'd have to move my table back) for 1 minute. oh oh, we had bio then. then then then we had lunch. then we had physics! OH MAN. that new teacher's insane. SHE YELLS SO LOUDLY. i dont think she even realises that. but well, it freaks me out :( i hope i dont get nightmares of her yelling at me. YELL AND YELL AND YELL. but she's damnit funny.&lt;br /&gt;"i know im retarded using these it things"&lt;br /&gt;after physics was two free periods of english :D was playing stupid games. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;then band, then home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116160859167576092?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116160859167576092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116160859167576092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116160859167576092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116160859167576092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/b.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116126322246673366</id><published>2006-10-19T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:07:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took pride in that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off so well, so well that I thought nothing could spoil My Day.  Well, obviously I was wrong. I guess its always like some stupid cycle. However you call it, The Mood Cycle? Yeah. Only lessons I had today was Amath and Geography. The rest of the day was just fun filled free periods. And well, full of laughter. And I also spent my time reading and sleeping. Read and read til I feel sleepy, and then I'll go and sleep. When I feel more energetic, I get up and read again. Don't I sound like some Full Time Nerd? Haha. But well, I completed "Tuck Everlasting" and currently reading "the five people you meet in heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shant elaborate on band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home in a not very good mood, well partly bcos I was extremely hungry. I ate so much alright. And now I feel so full. Full and mayb not so contented still. I hope tomorrow would be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116126322246673366?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116126322246673366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116126322246673366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116126322246673366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116126322246673366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-took-pride-in-that-day-started-off.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116117667390632854</id><published>2006-10-18T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:06:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The whole world was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. yeah. Alright. I was caught in a stupid situation today again. And for quite a number of times. and I felt so terrible. terrible. I really felt like running away though. But I can't just leave sad people there. And I was stunned by something anw. Yeah. Tomorrow, I really hope the teachers have important things to do, and dont come in for lessons. I really dont want lessons to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got knocked down by a car today though. Near death experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But well, sneezing is even closer to being almost knocked down by a car. Next time, stab me when i sneeze :D JK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116117667390632854?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116117667390632854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116117667390632854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116117667390632854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116117667390632854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/whole-world-was-there.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116109522182312894</id><published>2006-10-17T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:27:01.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;These few days are just days filled with talks and unpleasant results. Oh. I went shopping with my mom on Sat btw. Got a pair of jeans, a few blouses then yeap. Ate at Wisma's food court. Dont judge a book by its cover. It may look attractive, but the food just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite alright la. Just that we had so many talks. The thing is, they make us sit in the hall :( and they don't allow us to sit upstairs. And today was about the same too, just that they screened "she's the man" and some ppl started calling me Sebastian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, whurts up, my name's Sebastian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. Then we got back E/Amath, and SS and English. Well, Emath was just expected, I know i wont do well. Amath was just border expectation. It would be nicer if i got a b3 or a2 :D haha. but well, i got a b4. SS was not too bad, cos I not only passed but got b4. English was just annoying. They minus so many marks from my compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had such a long lunch break. Ate a lot ( notice I put spacing, cos someone said there's no such thing as "abit" but " a bit". ). Then went library to borrow 3 books. B-) Im so motivated to improve on my English. And then we had english course, which was a little interesting but i was so sleepy. Yeah. Tmr's no-lesson-day again but we'll be getting back everything. and also celebrating hari raya and deepavali. It's a chore to go to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116109522182312894?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116109522182312894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116109522182312894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116109522182312894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116109522182312894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/havent-been-blogging-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116073715401786584</id><published>2006-10-13T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:59:14.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030326.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just forget about the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP :D&lt;br /&gt;last day of school was total fun. but i rmb, i hate a bad bad bad tummyache. so even though amath and physics papers were so-so, the tummyache just spoiled the whole day. but it was better after the two papers. and i was so so so happy. nicole came to me with tears of joy! haha. no lah, just a happy face that's all. so went up to find grace. then we headed for town. caught john tucker first cos lau,sj,bernette bought tickets for us alr. after the show we just rotted at the food court downstairs. i realised its a bad thing to put pearls in bubbletea cos it always end up in a disgusting state. like either squashed or squished or squeezed. haha. yeah. we also did quite a lot of walking! we headed towards ps. then we went yamaha, and stuff. then we went out of ps. stood there to talk, then we all decided to go home. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HEY, that wasnt the end of the day. the rest took bus home. leaving me and rachellau. so we almost took trains home alright. but no. rachellau said "lala, i dont feel like going home eh". lala said " me too. so early". -lightbulb appears. rachellau " LETS GO VIVOCITY!" :D and yeah, it wasnt a mistake to go there. :D we concluded that vivocity is for tai-tais. we checked out the toys'rus there. well, it was better than other outlets to me. :D did quite a number of embarrassing stuff there. since lau insisted that i pose in front of the camera. so i appeared on 6 screens. the decks outside vivocity were great too. other than the smelly smell of the smelly sea, view's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030326censored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030326censored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;band band band. opened the door damn early. the sectionals awhile, then combine. then caught "scoop" with them. then went home.FYI, scoop is not worth my 7 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;someone was really bored in the morning. so sideshow bob came over at around 2. but no! i went all the way to boon lay to pick up someone who doesn know how to change train at jurong east. then watch like abit of troy. still haven finish watching. then yeah. that person fiddled with my desktop and msn contacts and EVERYTHING! cut my hair too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap thursday.&lt;br /&gt;had postexam activities. it was just boring. even sex ed was boring. homosexual and stuff. so so so sleepy. and felt like puking all day long. but was better at home. ate alot for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;cultural show was boring. interhouse games was... not fun. cos i suck at powerball. and it was just so messy. and i didnt want to play powerball actually. then carried chair to hall. recess. farewell assembly. and then amath :(  was so happy to go home. cos its the weekends :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116073715401786584?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116073715401786584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116073715401786584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116073715401786584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116073715401786584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-forget-about-world-recap-d-last.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-116014616367312727</id><published>2006-10-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:49:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its all in the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bad news or good news first?&lt;br /&gt;well, people always say : bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty almighty then. I screwed up most of my papers. I don't even know if I can pass emath. I hope I do. And then the rest, I don't know. Geography's screwed as well. And chem, my only strong science, but what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news is 2 more papers left. But in the good news, there's bad news. Bad news in the good news is that the last two papers is Physics and Amath. And Im already in the holiday mood, and I hope I can just work hard for 2 more days. Oh well, they said they are returning Emath papers on thursday I think. I don't want to get back all my papers. It will just spoil my whole day and maybe, the rest of the so-called "holidays".  Sec3 came and its almost ending. Its fast, isn't it? I think sec3 hasnt been really "happening". It only seems I have been in this class for 1 month. I don't feel the bond. This class seems like a place where you only go there to study. You know, just like home becoming a hotel where you just come home to sleep and wake up in the morning. This class has become like a... I DONT KNOW. cant find anything to describe. But well, I believe things will always get better next year. Thinking of O levels just makes me sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-116014616367312727?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/116014616367312727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=116014616367312727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116014616367312727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/116014616367312727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-all-in-mind-well-bad-news-or-good.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115979656279822024</id><published>2006-10-02T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T06:42:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dictionary Frenzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese has never ever been good. So that sums up everything for today. But well, at least I managed to finish my compos on time, and even had 5 minutes extra. Was practising writing words upside down, and LKH walked pass and I quickily erased everything, just in case she thinks im a little Out Of My Mind. I spent most of my time flipping the dictionary I guess and got my hands all black cos  the only time I touch my dictionary is exam. So the dictionary's like on my lap all the time. And anw, Sebastian Goh was hilarious today. He told us to clean our classroom. Then there was this paper ball on the floor beside Claire and he told Claire " LOOK at the paper on the floor!" And Claire just stared at it! Haha. And poor samantha and sabrina kena class duty on exam day. Oh well, Tmr's SS and Emath. Im off from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115979656279822024?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115979656279822024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115979656279822024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115979656279822024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115979656279822024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/10/dictionary-frenzy-chinese-has-never.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115962521310576624</id><published>2006-09-30T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T07:06:53.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never knew it could be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contented.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more efficient today. I'm almost done with SS. Just left diplomacy&amp; deterance, industrialisation, and education and health. I'm almost done with history too, I need to really know my cold war and fall of communism properly, which is quite alot alr, and I need to know all the UN successes and failures. What else, hmm.. Yeah, and I did Emath 2003 paper 1. I can't do 2004 paper 2 cos some of the diagrams are disfigured. Cant see. After which I took a long long nap til 6? And then I relaxed til after dinner, I studied Bio until nutrition alr. I hate nutrition actually. No, actually, I hate the cells more. Hate turgidity. Hate to explain that. Haha. Rah. I will start on my Geography tmr, cos it's really alot. What samho said is true, most Women spend half of their time complaining/worrying/ranting/nagging when that time could be put to better use like get started on revision instead of worrying. Well, I think that always happens to me. I worry but never get things done. I better change that bad habit of mine soon :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115962521310576624?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115962521310576624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115962521310576624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115962521310576624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115962521310576624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-knew-it-could-be-so-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115945445436557224</id><published>2006-09-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T06:55:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm freaking out about what's ahead&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are just round the corner or should I say AT the corner waiting for me. HA. And well, my days just got better yesterday. Things weren't that bad yesterday. But today... Shan't elaborate. Why do the same thing always happen to me. What to do. Tell me. I am am am am so tired. I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I c-can't F--F-F-FIND my zu-u-zuo ye! laoshi's gonna slaughter me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry mock wasn't that bad afterall, I crapped out some crap for that conductivity question, but well, my crap wasn't exactly crap. It did make some sense and I got it right in the end. But well, mock paper was relatively hard compared to usual tests and stuff. Better buck up for EOYs. Two thumbs up! I can't wait for PE tmr, it would be so slack. ok, slack reminds me of Slag. &lt;strong&gt;CaO + SiO2 -----&gt; CaSiO3&lt;/strong&gt; :D Well, let's just say I've got Chemistry :D:D:D haha. Tmr's short day is destroyed by history lecture once again. And well, teacher's are gonna rush through things and Im not gonna understand at all Again. I studied 1 chapter of history and 1 chapter of geog today. Not really efficient but well, I only had like 2 hours? I read Wendy Clark and its just too wordy for me to understand. It took me 1 hour. Haha. Gah, my eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//slag equation edited :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115945445436557224?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115945445436557224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115945445436557224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115945445436557224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115945445436557224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-freaking-out-about-whats-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115919443776069705</id><published>2006-09-25T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T07:27:17.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Porn Star Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asslee Bendover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Porn Star Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH. stupid porn star name. well, when i just typed priscilla i got a really dumb name. i decided to type my full name instead :D at least this sounds better. HEH. qixuan's honey caves. RAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, today wasnt a good day. well, my days arent that good nowadays too. I cant be bothered with bio tmr alr. and for cme too. And now, I'll study for EOYS. Whatever the result, I'll just take it as my fault. And study harder. I WILL do a little studying in the holidays. I must. I can. I will. I suddenly sound like I have so much willpower right. But anyhow, I hope I don't do that badly for my EOYS. My life's quite screwed up now. I think i shall deal with late hw and stuff after my exams. What to do, What to do. I doubt S.O.S. can even help me. Maybe I should try calling TWINKLE FRIEND. heh. you know, that hotline thing. damn funny. But nvm. I think I better hurry snack and sleep. Friggin tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freakin out about what's ahead&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;So I tell it to myself again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115919443776069705?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115919443776069705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115919443776069705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115919443776069705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115919443776069705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-porn-star-name-is.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115893584576457419</id><published>2006-09-22T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:40:30.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No animosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so annoyed when I first came to school. Oh well, firstly, everyone in my house woke up late. I only woke up at 6.30am. So everything was just Rushy. Imagine, you wake up feeling so lethargic and you have to rush. GRRRRR. And then I was tired but just couldn't sleep in the car. Mayb a Nissan Sunny aint luxurious enough for me to sleep :P But anyhow, I got to school on time. Was freaking out cos I didn't want newspaper report to come out. It didn't in the end. I wrote question 1. 1) Write about a family outing which you looked forward to and sth sth become a disaster la. so cliche. but nvm. I wrote about a sad thing. haha. DISASTER WHAT! I lost my brother in the amusement park, and he got knocked down by car, wheelbounded for life. haha. RAH. Recess was alright. Comprehension was horrid. I hope I pass English. And that's all I ask for. Met Qixuan after the papers and went for Geography. HA. We wanted to take short cut to PAT so we wanted to dash through the science labs which had the " No entry, examination sth sth sth" la. yeah you know that sign/board/whatever. So we were all set to dash through. The zest and everything. With sound effect. We were like "AHHHHHH !!! RUN AH!!!" and then Tan Tze Yong came out of the lab. Then we came to a halt immediately and quickily turn around and walk in the other direction. HEH. So hilarious. And tan tze yong was grinning to himself after that. Another hilarious thing was, me and qixuan sat up there in the PAT. you know the one right at the top, the two-seater one, when everyone sat down there. Then we asked ms pham a question and she replied" YES, KING AND QUEEN!" haha. damn stupid. But we moved down after much thought as there was a projector above us, emitting radiation, and we didn't want to get stupider so... yeah. HEH. Went home alone. And I saw this primary school kid with BLUE EYES :D so nice. But he seemed a little retarded. BUT WHO CARES. blue eyes. so rare. :D He was so poor thing. His maid left him in boredom in the MRT while she just chatted on the handphone :( AWWW. that's it. Gonna start studying tmr after my 9am spongebob show :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//&lt;br /&gt;the #1 cause of my pissing mood today was ZJH. Her chair just kept SLAMMING on my table during english paper cos she kept rocking her chair. so each time she rocks she SLAMS it on my table cos her chair was so near my table. And she complained that she doesn't have enough space. HELLO, TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR FELLOW CLASSMATE SITTING BEHIND YOU! i could barely get into my seat! RAHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115893584576457419?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115893584576457419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115893584576457419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115893584576457419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115893584576457419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-animosity-i-was-so-annoyed-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115876537315489029</id><published>2006-09-20T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:18:08.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>san1 ge4 chou4 pi2 jiang4, di3 ge4 zhu1 ge2 liang4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH. yan4yu3 rocks and chengyu sucks. and ci yu sucks even more. BUT WHO CARES. shall get over and done with it. and chemistry oh chemistry. its tmr. metal alloy, metal displacement, sacrificial protection, reactivity series, extraction of metals BLAH BLAH BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT HAPPY TODAY. such an idiot. blur, stupid, forgetful, lousy, RAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;it all started with physically PHYSICS. when I didnt divide my tension by the distance. and thus, Priscilla Yuen Jia Yi got a big big big BEG BEG BEG answer. Then, chinese was just alright. But when it came to Emath, ..... it totally spoiled my day. I stupidly, blurly, sleepyly didnt do the last question cos I thought there wasnt any "last page". It was actually behind the last page, but apparently, Priscilla didnt flip the paper over : 4-5 marks lost. AINT I LOUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, amanda got me all cracked up again during free period. I dont know what's with her but her lame jokes crack me up. HELLO, LAME JOKES EH. I shouldnt be laughing but I ended up laughing for minutes. Elated. She came up with some bull+shit=bullshit lamejoke and I seriously had no idea why I laughed. Mayb I was just too depressed until cannot Depressed anymore more so I Repressed. HA. oh well, just another tiring day of my life. I am so tired. So I am going to sleep now. GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115876537315489029?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115876537315489029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115876537315489029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115876537315489029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115876537315489029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/san1-ge4-chou4-pi2-jiang4-di3-ge4-zhu1.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115859183870799995</id><published>2006-09-18T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T08:03:59.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I awoke to the deafening sound of my Mom's alarm clock, only to realise that the night passed in a twinkle of an eye. It felt like a short nap, probably for about a minute or two. I tossed and turned to get back to sleep. But as I got back to sleep, I thought to myself : I am about to take 3 brain killing tests in a few hours time. Why not just pon school. How I wish today is a holiday. I need my beauty sleep. And I went back to sleep until my Mom yelled from the kitchen. Over the quick 5 minute breakfast, I thought that I have been feeling quite numb these days. Where's the passion and the zest. I needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid. Yes, extremely paranoid. I read through my SS textbook once again once I reached school. But to my surprise, Wendy Tan said there wasn't any test today. What a relief. But well, its decontextualized, so... actually not much of a difference. I was frantically trying to memorise history text during recess, however there were so much distractions. In the end, History test was just screwed up crap. And after which, Biology test was just about the same. I screwed it up. I forgot my rate of respiration setup experiment so I didn't know how to answer the last question properly, but I guess I should be able to earn some marks. So that was the end of a triple test day in a triple science class. The day ended quite soon actually. And it ended with English. I rushed down to the band room because I "thought" some "nice" people waited for me. But since they said they weren't waiting for me, I shan't thank them. Haha. Alright, I am nice. Whether you want to accept my gratitude, it's up to you. Thankyou for waiting. And thankyou for taking turns to carry my trumpet. We spent quite some time trying to eat chestnuts at Commonwealth Mrt. I was a failure :(  I tried to eat 3. And I only managed to eat 1 out of 3 properly. RAH. Came home, practiced electone, bathed, ate dinner. And I started my full two hours of Amath TYS. However, I concluded that I just suck at Trigo. I just can't seem to see Cos, Sin, Tan and Cosec, Sec, and Cot. I HATE TRANSFORMING THEM COS I JUST CANT FIGURE IT OUT. A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE JUST TOLD ME A HILARIOUS JOKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115859183870799995?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115859183870799995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115859183870799995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115859183870799995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115859183870799995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-awoke-to-deafening-sound-of-my-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115841870448503046</id><published>2006-09-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T07:58:24.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The King of Groove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised I have not been blogging for days. Wasn't in a mood to blog for the past few days. So past few days was just an addition of stress as each day passed. Friday was the FUNNEST of all. Mass run as usual. But PE was "Fun". Haha. We were extremely late for PE lesson and pennywenny was angry weenie. She made us hold at the push up position as she lectured us. And now my shoulders and arms and stomach is aching. Cant,.... Walk..., Pr-properly... N-now. And we played Cricket for PE! Dumb things happened la. Things like throwing your racket and running without your racket. After PE was recess and lessons. The day passed moderately. And I skipped SS since Wendy Tan wasn't around and went to eat at Lido with qixuan, grace,sijing and rachelpan. Nice going out with them la. Rushed back for history lecture. Have not sat with rachelpan for ages. Were were ex-partners! Haha. Rushed to bukit panjang for bible study. And I was smart enough to run up 7 flights of stairs with my tablet, physics,bio and chem textbook, marienne chong, and my bag. And today, my thighs ached like crap. Reached home quite late and completed my Physics WB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something really dumb this morning. I woke up at 7am and thought it was 8am and I went downstairs for breakfast. No bread on the table. And actually, no one at all. My parents have not even woke up. So I slept at the couch, but before I did that, I just looked at the clock on top of the TV, and I saw - 7am. RAHHHH. So I went upstairs and went to bed again. My Dad went to the market at 8am and he took so long to come back, I thought I was going to be late for Physics lecture. But I wasn't. Low Kar Hwee was late in the end. Lecture was kinda boring. Was thinking of donating my pink pen to valerie as I was marking my own work. Haha. I am A dEpressEdZzx eMoZxxz gALzXzxz. I regret taking triple science. REGRET REGRET REGRET. Maybe my life wouldn't be in such a horrible stage now. Or Maybe I would be feeling happier at this moment. But well, all these are just "Maybe"s. Did quite abit of studying today. History, SS, and Bio. Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115841870448503046?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115841870448503046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115841870448503046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115841870448503046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115841870448503046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/king-of-groove-just-realised-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115815658790740844</id><published>2006-09-13T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T07:09:53.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spectacular spastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1- I was rushing against time on a Wednesday morning. Haha. met JieLing on the way and was so happy she got the class key. So I can at least put my bag in class first. RAH. I was so late today. when I got off the car the bell rang. I told my Dad, "Did I just hear the bell ring? AHHHHH! Hurry drop me drop me!" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2- They gave out the End of Year's time table first thing in the morning. And very Fortunately, History's good friends with Biology once again. Yes, see how much they treasure each other? RAHHH. I WANT TO TEAR BOTH OF THEM APART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period- amath. Boring. But she went through almost all the questions and that saved me quite sometime after school. Recess was curry puff again, but it was disgustingly cold. Physics after recess Again. It seems like we have Physics non-stop. Mother tongue was Maggot-infested period. No. Air-fresherner period. They sprayed air-fresherner like it was Adidas deoderant. Then we had Emath and I really really really really 1x10^1000000000 Hate drawing "straight lines" on the Tablet, because the thing is, I can't. Lunch was funny. Nicole and Claire ate two bowls of Laksa Each. And it shot up to Nicole's brains! And it made Claire sLEeePpYyzXzxz. Haha. Chemistry was easy-peasy. And I got to know the lame side of Amanda during free-period. And also heard her crazy laughter for the first time I think. Geography was just map-reading again. Contour, Concave,Convex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a Punjabi princess and owned an elephant called Jason King&lt;br /&gt;(Go figure where I got that from xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally did something today. I started doing Physics TYS for a start. Not too bad, I could sit still for 1 hour. Big improvement, looking at my short attention span.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115815658790740844?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115815658790740844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115815658790740844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115815658790740844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115815658790740844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/spectacular-spastic-fabulous-funny-1-i.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115807255879169731</id><published>2006-09-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:49:19.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You made me feel new once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHH. chou xiao zi.&lt;br /&gt;today didnt seem THAT long as ytd. tmr would be another long day again. i hope that there's no more amath remedial since elaine chua's gone :( i dont mind having remedial with elaine chua but not with XXX teacher. haha. mass run was alright. acting stupid with qixuan. emath was boring. hate statistics, but well, at least its better than those graph stuff. then we had... GEOG. haha. map reading. and i was in the "dont feel like doing anything except msn" mood. dread doing map reading. recess was quick cos i rushed up to complete my english mock. but didnt in the end. haha. physics was so-so. english was not good cos i was urgent and hungry and didnt have time to refill my water bottle. haha. i realised sth stupid about me. the reason why i go toilet so often and refill my bottle so often is because, #1 - i feel bored, i drink water. #2 - i feel hungry, i drink even more water. i always end up rushing to the toilet. haha. stupid la. and sebastian goh just had to come in for journal writing. HE BROKE THE FROGGY RULES BY COMING IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, stimes i feel just like that frog who gave up and died. i mean stimes it seems like there's no way out. but im sure there is. but stimes its like, you really feel like taking a long long long break from everything. just forget about everything(mayb except msn and my friends). my everything means studies and commitments and stuff. stimes you just feel so busy til you dont feel it at all, bcos it has become a routine, but you still feel the stress. and now its kinda puzzling when you're so called " not doing" anything but feel the stress. RAHHHHHH. chou chou xiao xiao zi zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, band was alright. a little boring. da pacem da pacem da pacem. IM SICK OF IT. argh. but listening to the recording just makes me feel sick cos its so fast. ta-ta-ka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115807255879169731?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115807255879169731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115807255879169731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115807255879169731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115807255879169731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-made-me-feel-new-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115798403864572723</id><published>2006-09-11T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T07:13:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU DIDNT PEEL FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. monday blues started off well for ss as i passed my test with flying colours. wendy tan even drew a smiley face with a tongue sticking out for me :P  yeap. amath and emath was just plain boring and sleepy. and i was so urgent to go to the LOO. haha. and when i rushed there, my pee took so long to come out. haha. OH NO, BLADDER PROBLEMS! haha. recess was CURRY PUFF AND MORE CURRY PUFF. my favourite. electivehistory was hilarious cos it had sth to do with "organism" and "orgasm". yeap. only me and brina were laughing like crazy. i think the rest of the class are just too innocent. bio was free period. so annoying alright. those people just kept asking me to look for angeline ng. AIYA SHE WANT TO GIVE US FREE PERIOD THEN LET HER GIVE. anw, i still went to look cos they insisted and too bad, the phone wasnt working. lunch was a little frustrating cos i was having trouble cutting my chicken. and and and physics was :( cos low karhwee said " dont put your books on the floor". RAHHH. english was not so stressful on the otherhand. poor amanda. GET WELL SOON. the day seemed so long and never ending as usual. had band and sectionals was filled with laughter. i played this really really unrecognisable low low note on the trumpet today and they said it sounded like fart. yes yes. fart. OH fart reminds me of BART :D barclay... bert... BORT?! WHO ON EARTH CALLS THEMSELVES BORT! haha. alright simpsons ringing in my head now. im off to watch samsoon. haha. at least that brings some colour into my life for the time being :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115798403864572723?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115798403864572723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115798403864572723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115798403864572723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115798403864572723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-didnt-peel-for-me-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115789915895431408</id><published>2006-09-10T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:39:19.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I now baptise you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met qixuan and rachellau at novena and yeah yeah. they were damn bored during praise and worship la. haha. and and and we sang "amazing GRACE". haha. then i started laughing. but anyhow, gave my testimony and the church didnt laugh at my stupid joke. haha. they were supposed to. the message abit boring today. and then baptism. bleah. i expected the water to be freezing cold. BUT ITS NOT. and i think the question people always ask is " IS THE WATER COLD?" that's the first thing people asked me when i got in. and yeah. so thanks for all the presents after my baptism and stuff. and thanks for dearest rachellau and qixuan for coming. and for those who was thinking of me like NICOLE. haha. and thanks for those who were interested in coming but couldnt come also. im understanding and nice. so i understand that you cant come so :D its okay. sent rachellau and qixuan off. then had youth fellowship then came home. finished my english compo. didnt really do amath. but i hope its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sunday blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1030140small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1030140small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drenched after baptism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115789915895431408?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115789915895431408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115789915895431408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115789915895431408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115789915895431408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-now-baptise-you-in-name-of-father.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115781548770051988</id><published>2006-09-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:24:47.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sidetrack a little,&lt;br /&gt;had trumpet INTERMEDIATE workshop today. boring. and now i know why adelene/ny was bored last sunday. HAHA. anw, had a fun time bonding with my section. yeap "bonding". well, we established a super hot common topic to talk about. yeah, talk/discuss/debate. haha. :D well, i found a new "talking" partner today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115781548770051988?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115781548770051988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115781548770051988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115781548770051988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115781548770051988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/sidetrack-little-had-trumpet.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115781068273777252</id><published>2006-09-09T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:17:40.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLING BLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day - I finally pierced my &lt;strong&gt;EARS&lt;/strong&gt; after 9876543234567 million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you the truth, i was freaking myself out like crap. the agony of waiting almost killed me. i told my mon " HURRY DRIVE HURRY DRIVE" argh. then walked towards the stupid b*dazzle. B*DAZZLE DAZZLE WHAT CRAP. my heart was beating real fast. EVEN FASTER THAN IN EXAM. rahhhhhhhh. then choose earings, my mom took so long. she had a dilema over gold and stainless steel. SO ANNOYING. argh, just choose any mah. then then then they also took so long. SO FUNNY. TWO PEOPLE PIERCE ONE PERSON'S EAR. hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl1: ok, we'll pierce together&lt;br /&gt;girl2: alright&lt;br /&gt;me : hurry hurry.&lt;br /&gt;gir1: 1.... 2.... 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, they still didnt pierce at the same time. the 1,2,3 was redundant.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, they stupidly pierced the wrong earring. not the earring my mom choosed. and my mom had to pay more. alright. so it wasnt painful at all. i was so so so so freaked out. but then POOP! NOT PAINFUL! i just burst out laughing. and my mom said " crazy". haha. i seriously burst out laughing. but after so much laughter. guess what happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl1: OH-OH. PIERCE WRONG EARRING.&lt;br /&gt;girl2: OH YAH! WRONG ONE. WE TOOK THE WRONG SET!&lt;br /&gt;girl1: its alright, we can change for you. you want?&lt;br /&gt;girl2: yeah, we can take it out and put the one you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, I JUST PIERCED LEH. SO SCARED MY MEAT COME OUT CAN. still wanna change. but they are nice lah. :D shant be mean. falalalala. alright. anw, i forgot to say sth. i just kept smiling and laughing for no reason. mayb the thought that my agony is over makes me feel happy. i went groccery shopping with my mom after that. I JUST KEPT SMILING TO MYSELF IN NTUC. argh. oh, ntuc reminds me of ss. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baptism tmr. im just scared that i'll fall into the pool or sth and embarrass myself. HAHA. i think rachellau and qixuan will just start laughing at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115781068273777252?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115781068273777252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115781068273777252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115781068273777252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115781068273777252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/bling-bling.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115772447693856271</id><published>2006-09-08T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:07:57.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/Photo0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/Photo0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND MY NEZHA PHOTO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115772447693856271?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115772447693856271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115772447693856271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115772447693856271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115772447693856271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-found-my-nezha-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115763486531958657</id><published>2006-09-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T06:14:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I a fool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROOOOOARR!&lt;br /&gt;reached ccab damn early today. 8am. was the earliest, however the tutor was alr there. haha. so had a little chat with him before i started to warm up. i think he tutor trumpet section before, i think when i was sec1 or 2. yeap. he looks quite familiar too lah. well, im exhuasted from playing the trumpet alr. sectionals ended early today. so tutor allowed us to leave earlier. RUSHED BACK TO SCHOOL TO CATCH CGSSB IN ACTION. well, i think they didnt enjoy la. i think it was too difficult and stuff. sorry alright, if the game wasnt interesting and fun at all. well, i really hope it was interesting but it didnt seem interesting. sorry. and the band wasnt even enthu during the "forfeit" thing la. quite sad la. we rushed to macs after a long long dilema and we rushed back. but too bad too sad, 13 mins late = 39 rounds. band was really exhausting. i just felt like going home cos my teeth really hurt. im not gonna touch my trumpet til the workshop on saturday. i play until i cant triple tongue properly anymore. sad case. i should just go and die. who wants me to die, pls raise up your hand. let me take a vote first. haha. we're livin' in a democratic country. high school musical sounded quite bad at first, but after that it was just all right. but the songs in the high school musical medley sucks. DONT HAVE BOP TO THE TOP. AND DONT HAVE THAT THAT THAT SONG. :( but nvm. but i guess we might just play it once, since we're like focusing on syf piece, which is apparently making me really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays doesnt seem like holidays. i would be starting on my hol hw tmr. i hope i finish at least half tmr. mayb do some physics revision on sunday or sth. trackmill. trackmill rocks after i just saw a stupid video adelene posted on her xanga to 'entertain' me. ya ya, it entertained me for 3 mins. thankyou very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y207/priscillayuen/24f7c770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been near you, but you never noticed me&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart can't take it anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115763486531958657?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115763486531958657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115763486531958657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115763486531958657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115763486531958657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-i-fool-roooooarr-reached-ccab-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115755498092112444</id><published>2006-09-06T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T08:03:00.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i a fool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115755498092112444?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115755498092112444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115755498092112444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115755498092112444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115755498092112444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-i-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115755221148846367</id><published>2006-09-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:16:51.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABC     123&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had nco pre-camp early early early early in the morning. took train to redhill and cab there. WHAT'S WTIH EXTRA SURCHARGE. its annoying. road tax cost the same at 8am and 12pm. WHY THE EXTRA $2. go and eat shit. so i wasted like $10 on cab fare for two trips. luckily my mum's refunding a little. good grief. sectionals was boring. and i didnt bring stand. and i cant bring tmr cos i didnt like enter the band rm today. ok, yes, i did, but i forgot all about the stand again. so sorry, whoever who has to share stand with me tmr, my deepest condolences. sectionals was not too good cos i wasnt even warmed up. and the room is so cold, you can just freeze to death, mayb together with the trumpet. cabbed back to school to rush to meet wenjun and clarice for our ultimate/top secret/private&amp;confidential plan. however jolynn and ersalina spoiled it :( nvm. well, there's marching tmr, fall in 10am :P  GET READY FOR FUN AND EGGCITEMENT :D  too bad i wont be around. all thanks to nco pre-camp once again. oh yes, nco pre-camp rAwKszxXzXZzx. i hope i can rush back for the eggcitment. otherwise, too bad for me. i hope mrs chua brings the high school musical pieces tmr. oh anw, side track a little, my stomach starting growling since the start of sectionals, so embarrassing. and i was really hungry and when the tutor asked me to play, my sound was like ~  and then he asked why, i said "heh, sorry, hungry" HAHA. what an idiotic answer. but that's the truth! nvm. lug my trumpet home again today. my knee has so many bruises now all thanks to my trumpet. i carry then hit here hit there. and nowadays i keep blocking people's way. im growing fatter :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115755221148846367?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115755221148846367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115755221148846367' title='0 Comments'/><link 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seems neverending today. the extra half an hour just seemed too long. amath was just worst. it seemed forever. well, to be honest, new teacher XXX doesn know how to teach. she just reads thru the notes, and doesnt explain. so say bye bye to chapter 11 &amp; others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not even started on my holiday hw yet and its alr tuesday. tmr's gonna be wed and i hope to start at least my english compo and physics or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baptism this sunday 10 sept&lt;/span&gt;. people who wanna come, meet me novena mrt &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.15 am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;service ends at 10am&lt;/span&gt;. but i would be staying for youth fellowship til about 12.30. should be going out after if the rest stays with me for youth fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And everywhere we go, the sun won't always shine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But tomorrow will find a way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115746628625670264?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115746628625670264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115746628625670264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115746628625670264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115746628625670264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/09/controversy-of-band-these-two-days.html' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foursome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1020988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1020988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i hate photos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1020985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1020985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/P1020984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/P1020984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously couldnt recognise her. serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115728633788995607?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115721654195488023</id><published>2006-09-02T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:10:03.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gala Gala Gila Gila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y207/priscillayuen/46a1ce6c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115721654195488023?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115721654195488023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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about so freely. how nice is that. be it just a simple game like hide and seek, its the people whom you play with that makes it fun and enjoyable. and sometimes i turn back and look at how things could be, and i tend to regret. well, i should just look ahead and forget the past right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 11 today. surpised that my mom didnt call around 10+ to wake me up, cos she usually does. i ate my breakfast without watching tv cos i was so so so pissed with the remote control cos its stuck at channel U. and there's nth nice on chnl U early in the morning. i practiced electone and then didnt feel like drumming so i went online. then i did just a little physics. wasnt focused today. not efficient. didnt do much. and i did half a baozhangbaodao. that's all. spent my whole day lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gala dinner's tmr. its gonna be a busy and tiring day. i've got to do flag day on sunday alr. no choice. gala gala, falala.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115703050930182240</id><published>2006-08-31T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T06:21:49.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STICK YOUR NOSE ONTO THE FLOOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came to school real late today. my dad just drove slower and slower as the rain got heavier and heavier. went straight to hall since i met clarice on the way and she said she was the second last to leave. skipped aces cos ms azilah talk so long. but nvm. i didnt want to do aces either. went up to class and we felt really bored. played pepsi cola but was still abit boring. I THINK I DONT KNOW HOW TO PLAY PROPERLY. i rmb last time i play, it was so thrilling, but it didnt seem thrilling at all. then nicole michelle and claire came up with some scotch tape game. haha, its damn idiot but its fun i guess. AND THE SCOTCH TAPE NOT STICKY. kept slamming my leg onto the pen but it just didnt wanna stick!?!?!?!?! lousy. but its fun. and and and claire stuck the scotch tape to her nose. that's like practically kissing the floor. where did michelle stick ah? CHIN! and nicole ear. mine was easiest lah, leg. and claire suggested that we sweep the floor after the game. so dirty. well i left earlier to play stupid welcome fanfare for teachers. teachers day concert was just a screwed up one cos of stupid mikes which were faulty. but the last skit rocked. then rushed down to grab a quick bite and had band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band band band til 3. ms low talked very long. but nvm either. packed the section cupboard since my previous "genius" idea failed. then we all went to chom chom! haha. went to far east LJ. and we were there til almost 6. didnt feel like going home at all. but had to. fun la. LJ's salsa cheese fries rock. headed home and took bus home myself though my dad offered. haha. tell you my secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mp3 no batt = ask father fetch.&lt;br /&gt;mp3 full batt = take bus home myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115703050930182240?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115703050930182240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115703050930182240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115703050930182240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115703050930182240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/stick-your-nose-onto-floor-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115693735088517655</id><published>2006-08-30T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T04:29:10.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She wants to hear she's &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;, she's &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANNA WANNA WAKI WAK WAK,&lt;br /&gt;WANNA WANNA WAKI WAK WAK,&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;AYE AYE YIPPIE YIPPIE AY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know the lyrics :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, WHOOHOO. today's whoohoo! ok not really. ms chua's last day today. some people burst into tears after amath period, and i really dont see the need to. recess was alright. and great, i forgot to find ms mas again. tmr's my last day to find her alr. otherwise i'll just have to do flag day on sunday. after recess was a long long long day. physics, chinese, emath. but well, nothing bad really happened so, :D though i have alot of holiday hw and mayb some overdue hw,but yeah, today's fine! after lunch was chem, which was just rust rust rust and more rust. and we had free period. and i spent half the time trying to kill a spider on a bench and i ended up wetting the whole floor/bench with water. i still didnt kill the spider in the end. geog was slack time. and then amath remedial was alright too cos the questions were easy. after that i was in a hurry to complete emath and chinese. then gloria almost locked me up in class. and after that was SHY SHY SHY. and then waited for graceteh. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so nice to see the sky rain. its like, sky the releasing its sorrows, and after that it becomes all happy once again. :D water droplets running down the window. the cold feeling when your skin touches the window cant be comprehened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKY'S FALLING!!! haha. gotta blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115693735088517655?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115693735088517655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115693735088517655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115693735088517655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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whisper. :D :D :D  and thanks to trumpet section for that funeral sounding birthday song. and thanks to the whole band for singing another birthday song. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i almost got kidnapped again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my L1R5's 25 and i dont want my parents to see any teacher. not even a single one. its alr so demoralizing. so no more please. i've got homework to do yet i dont feel like doing them. samantha just made it worst today by telling me. 26 more days to end of year. meaning if you start from ytd, 3 days to study for each subject. haha! today was alright, and i hope tomorow would be better. nco camp. i hope it wont be boring there.  im off since no one interesting's online now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115677621181293645?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115668748642745356</id><published>2006-08-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T07:04:46.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thankyou to everyone. everyone who made this birthday really memorable.&lt;br /&gt;let me start my speech : FIRST AND FOREMOST, I WOULD LIKE TO THANK MY FATHER AND MOTHER AND UNCLE AND AUNTIE AND BROTHER AND SISTER AND ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im not gonna do that.&lt;br /&gt;but yeap just one whole list of ppl to thank: (in no order of merit)&lt;br /&gt;rachel lau&lt;br /&gt;rachel pan&lt;br /&gt;grace&lt;br /&gt;qixuan&lt;br /&gt;sijing&lt;br /&gt;nicole&lt;br /&gt;bernette&lt;br /&gt;adrienne&lt;br /&gt;xiangyi&lt;br /&gt;michellina&lt;br /&gt;veronica&lt;br /&gt;melainne&lt;br /&gt;dewika&lt;br /&gt;adeleney yeoy&lt;br /&gt;gwendolyn soh&lt;br /&gt;cindy&lt;br /&gt;samanthaho&lt;br /&gt;isabelle wong&lt;br /&gt;dalton&lt;br /&gt;brina&lt;br /&gt;nadiah&lt;br /&gt;aishah&lt;br /&gt;emi&lt;br /&gt;claire&lt;br /&gt;michelle&lt;br /&gt;simon&lt;br /&gt;covenant community baptist youth&lt;br /&gt;and i think the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb wanting to blog about sth, but since i forgot, so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;but anw, i need to study for history test alr, so see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115668748642745356?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115668748642745356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115668748642745356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115668748642745356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115668748642745356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU TO MY DEAR DEAR DEAR FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;(in no order of merit)&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Lau,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Pan,&lt;br /&gt;Tan SiJing,&lt;br /&gt;Grace Teh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shock of my life. they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crashed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my house today. i had so much fun today. so i was about to leave the house to meet grace at buona vista. ok, let me quote grace's sms.&lt;br /&gt;"Haha. Siao. Trick you for what. Think im very free is it." and guess what? she DID trick me. after awhile, she msged me this. "Hey!! Im so sorry but can you meet me at 430 instead? Because my parents are not home yet and my younger sister is alone so ihave to wait till they get back." back to the point, i was about to leave my house, when my mom answered a call, THEN SHE CLOSED THE DOOR AND DIDNT LET ME LEAVE THE HOUSE! ridiculous. then she started asking me weird questions like " what are you wearing?" and " where are you going?" and more. then after that THEY APPEARED! (jaw drop) and then they came in and stuff. thanks for the cakenie. haha! alright it was brownie/cake. NO! compressed brownie/cake. its cute lah. :D i appreciate it alot. and they rushed just to bake it alright. and they stayed up late just to search for recipes. and they purposely sang the birthday song SOOOOO SLOWWLY just to annoy me. i really hate birthday songs btw. that's why i like crescent's one, so fast, get it over and done with. :D yeah, but nvm la. then after that we left and caught a movie. then ate dinner at swensens. although i dont have MULA. (right sijing?) had a great time today lah :D i think its the most memorable birthday. no one has ever been so daring to crash my house. THANKS TO ALL  :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thanks to cindy and samanthaho for your presents too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115660071153971490?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115660071153971490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115660071153971490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115660071153971490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115660071153971490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/d-d-d-d-thankyou-to-my-dear-dear-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115651618392360011</id><published>2006-08-25T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T07:29:44.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>papers are papers, they are meant to be torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S STH STUPID GRACE SAID AT GREAT WORLD TODAY. she was quarrelling with sijing. and suddenly that phrase emerged. and today is such a boring day. NO. PE :D we played soccer. known as one of the most famous games in the world ( more like one of the suckiest games in the world to me, so tiring)  and guess what, soccer = more opportunities to RAM into your friends. the possibility of getting injured is much much higher. but anw, many ppl said i am a good defender :D but i really hate hate soccer. i was so tired. i drank TWO cups of milo after pe. and then we went up to arts conservertory. THEY LOCKED IT. cant use &gt;:/ annoying. cme was boring today. got back ss papers. i almost went home and jinghuai told me there's hist lecture today. SPOILER LEH. so i went to tanglin to eat with qixuan and grace. then came back. lecture til 4.15. then me, grace, sijing, and rachellau went GWC. BENS AND JERRYS. dublin mudslide rocks.  went home after that. i almost couldnt go home cos my ezlink $0 and i've got $0 in my wallet. SO HOW? i found some coins in my bag and luckily, it added up to $2.50, just nice. WHOOHOO! :D i was so worried man! cos i couldnt even borrow money from anyone! i was alone! but nvm :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115651618392360011?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115651618392360011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115651618392360011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115651618392360011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115651618392360011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/papers-are-papers-they-are-meant-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115642545626837796</id><published>2006-08-24T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:17:36.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very well then, have it your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap ytd, i was really really happy ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decap today, i was really really sad. i think i still am, but much better. i shant brood over my results anymore. today's JUST MY LUCK. wait, no, i didnt even have luck today. chem results was not too bad. 29.5/45  which is 65/100. just made it to a b3. HOWEVER, everything else changed the situation. bio was 28.5/50 , english was 25/50. i count myself pathetic in this class. i know ppl from other classes will start saying that they failed everything, but i mean, its really demoralizing in this class. sucks. i cant go on like this, i better buck up. especially bio. im still slightly in a state of shock. just look at my mcq for bio. i can just go slap myself. english this paper was hard. but that's no excuse though. my parents wont know whether its hard or easy. all they see is either an A or B or C. screwed up chinese oral. reading was so-so and conversation was goodbye. its over and its over, and im not gonna think about it. band was just boring, although mr richard adams came, but i still prefer mr komiochi, no aiya, his name start with letter K lah. and we ended damn late today. and stupid erza took my shoe AGAIN. really really moody today, and who ever who bullied me today saw my stupid face. but well, my face is always stupid and will always be stupid anw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115642545626837796?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115642545626837796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115642545626837796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115642545626837796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115642545626837796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/very-well-then-have-it-your-way-recap.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115625594610896947</id><published>2006-08-22T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T07:12:26.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been sleepy/blur/goggy/hanky-panky for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried doing 10.2 amath, and erm, apparently, i couldnt do the first question. i managed to solve it after quite some time, and then i did 3b,g,h and Waaaala! i got stucked at 5.not gonna continue. i think i really forgot so much about amath. cos they finish one topic really quickily, even before i get to complete the hw, the teacher's about to finish another chapter. well, tell me im slow. today wasnt exactly fun anw. well, it started off with morning madness. we all just seem to be running endlessly. newton's #1 law. inertia. so run run run, and i usually end up BEHIND the sec1s, and no, not for today. i ended up WITH the sec2s. how's that. recess was fun, sat with qixuan. AND ONE OF THE WORLD'S MOST DEADLY THING TO DO : ass-to-ass with qixuan. dont ever do that. you ass her, nothing happens, BUT when she ass you back, PHEWWWWWWW! i find myself in pluto. i almost fell flat down alright! shouldnt have done that. a lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess seemed endless. i think i kept drinking water, i went to the toilet so many times today. i was full of pee during bio quiz, and i had to sit thru amath lesson til 2pm, THEN, i was so hungry so i ate lunch first. i gobbled down my food and hurried to the toilet. relief. i think i always end up in that kinda situations. pity me. anw, i entered the band room with MOV quotes. i dont know why. i entered the storeroom, and ppl just started to quote. SO I QUOTE BACK! but anw, band was SLEEPY. didnt feel like playing. anw, im lazy to continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115625594610896947?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115625594610896947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115625594610896947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115625594610896947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115625594610896947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-sleepyblurgoggyhanky-panky-for.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115616981760958681</id><published>2006-08-21T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T07:16:57.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lucky lucky, you're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES IM LUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;passed ehist by 0.5 marks. 13/25.&lt;br /&gt;passed physics by 2 marks. 25/45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOOCUS-POOOOOOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomGAYtootshit. oh, speaking of gay, me and samantha came across this X-tremely (X-TINA!!!) gay male teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the lyrics, michael buble : my funny valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My funny valentine&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, comic valentine&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your looks are laughable, unphotographable&lt;br /&gt;yet your my favorite work of art&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115616981760958681?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115616981760958681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115616981760958681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115616981760958681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115616981760958681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/lucky-lucky-youre-so-lucky-oh-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115598171780298748</id><published>2006-08-19T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T03:01:57.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;why these laughter of mine seem so fake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside me all ready for a masquarade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want history to repeat&lt;br /&gt;when will all these just come to a halt&lt;br /&gt;but it just keeps going on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;and i never know when it will stop&lt;br /&gt;it has come to a point where i have to find myself once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off my morning with jimmy neutron. ended up getting pissed. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;though today's sort of spoiled by my brother pissing me off almost after every hour,&lt;br /&gt;but i slacked alot and enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;drank bacardi together with some hershey kissables chocolates last night.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do that since common test but didnt have the mood to til last night.&lt;br /&gt;great my dad just asked me to get off the com. HELLO, common test just ended,let me take a real long break wont you. i doubt i would be able to take such a break until i get good results for once again. but i doubt so still cos you would never be satisfied. you werent even satisfied with last yr's end of year results when that was my best alr. so since you are never satisfied, i dont really care either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH OUTING TMR! MARCHE LUNCH! whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115598171780298748?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115598171780298748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115598171780298748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115598171780298748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115598171780298748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-these-laughter-of-mine-seem-so.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115591083914383491</id><published>2006-08-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:20:39.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no more hanky panky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright today. just that i got a great smack in my ass although lessons have not started yet. i was in a dilema whether i should give my overdue gonghan to laoshi face to face, or put it in her pigeon hole. oh, LAOSHI SAID I FAIL, yet i didnt fail. anti climax. pe was lousy. LOUSY SHIT. the china scholars RAN WITH THE FRISBEE. is that how you play frisbee? NO! cheater ass. then i was feeling sleepy and didnt feel like running. but after that pennyang made me play. haha. today wasnt too bad. cme was hilarious. and as usual, im just the narrator. and this is just a prolong. haha. out of point. bio was more interesting. CPR ROCKS. mouth to mouth. haha. BREAK THE RIBCAGE MAN! haha. wendy tan held us back like for 10mins during ss. then school ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115591083914383491?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115591083914383491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115591083914383491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115591083914383491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115591083914383491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-more-hanky-panky-school-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115582333916504334</id><published>2006-08-17T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:02:19.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;no idea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt anything nice to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i just felt that i had enough of everything stimes. i just need to go and sleep for millions of years and wake up when i feel like it. am i that nice to bully? why is everyone bullying me. yes for fun peace laughter and joy. cliche. but is that all you can do to me? bully me? well carry on then. i dont feel anything anymore. but hey, if that's all you look for me for(to bully) then mayb you should find someone else. i have feelings too. i dont mind actually, but after awhile, it really feels damn... meaningless for this to carry on. why not buy a punchbag and bully it everyday. in that case, you can even beat, smack, wack, poke, tickle, and it wont complain at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello my friend, we meet again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115582333916504334?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115582333916504334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115582333916504334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115582333916504334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115582333916504334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-idea-there-isnt-anything-nice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115573787221961199</id><published>2006-08-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T07:17:52.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOME SWEET HOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY. ct's over.&lt;br /&gt;i was grinning ear to ear when low karhwee said " pens down, no more writing". though i screwed up my paper, but there was sth that just made me smile. and it has been a long time since i smiled for that particular reason. well, anw, i was sitting in class during chemistry and i just looked out of the window. what did i see? g1 and g2 ppl playing, running along the corridor, screaming, yelling, shouting, having so much fun. and im stucked in a chemistry lesson which needed me to memorise so much stuff. i really felt so... couped(i hope that's the right spelling) up in 3c1 stimes.  i guess sec3 can never be the same as sec2. but i think it would just be a different way of having "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just reached home. and i really had a fun time today. played table tennis with rachellau during free period today. AND FENGSHUI HAHA. i really thought my skills deproved so badly. and it ended up to be fengshui. ok la. not fengshui, but the table was slanted. that's why my balls went out. but after that it was all right. met everyone else after lessons. so we went here and there. me and bernette and qixuan went to get lau and pan's birthday present. then met then at cine to catch my super ex girlfriend. AWESOME ALRIGHT. damn sickly hilarious. then we got caught by chan wei meng. then we walked to ps. ate at pasta mania. then ppl left. and i left too. I DIDNT BRING MY MP3. i was bored shit in the train and bus. well, im glad im home. i always walk damn fast from the bus stop to my house cos its damn ulu at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115573787221961199?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115573787221961199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115573787221961199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115573787221961199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115573787221961199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-sweet-home-yeah-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115546948156425679</id><published>2006-08-13T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T04:55:18.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 day hiatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i hope i would be guai enough to be able to resist the temptations of msn and go on a 3 day hiatus. but i suspect that i will still sneak online at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groundfloor doofus, topfloor intellectual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who works on the groundfloor? road sweeper.&lt;br /&gt;who works on the topfloor? president of the company.&lt;br /&gt;dont you think it makes sense? to think that groundfloor doofus was a random thing. and topfloor intellectual was quite random from a lion/duck too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i've decided to blog about any interesting dreams i have. so latest dream : lastnight.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i went for mission trip. i was at the airport. i ate smoked salmon for lunch from western stall. and i was sad bcos i forgot to bring my Ricola sweet along. aaron looked very toot and had a pimple and he was showing it off ( i dont know why. my dreams are weird) . and i had to clear extra root beer which was left and pour it into empty root beer bottles?! ( i think i was working as a waitress in my dream. OH MAN. WEIRD. and what kinda restaurant am i working at if they recycle root beer. eeyer.) . enough of root beer. then i dreamt about obs. i had obs in school. yes, crescent girls' school. so i had to climb the rope thing and i was so scared cos there's no harness. then when i reached the top, i asked yvonne ong if i could come down. guess what she said in my dream? she said "of course come down lah! ". then i dont know why, i tried to let go slowly to descend. BUT NO. i couldnt. i just let go! ( i cant control myself in my dreams) and then i slide down damn fast. Boom! the impact was damn hard. and when i woke up, my back felt abit achy. then i also dreamt that my mum scolded me for wearing black bra. so 3 dreams in one night. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115546948156425679?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115546948156425679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115546948156425679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115546948156425679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115546948156425679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-day-hiatus-and-yes-i-hope-i-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115539236751102096</id><published>2006-08-12T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T07:19:27.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know why im not stressed about common test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spell stressed backwards,&lt;br /&gt;and you get.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESSERTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat that man! samantha's really crazy. she told me that. haha. smeeeggoooo.&lt;br /&gt;no. ERROR! its spelt as S-M-E-A-G-O. smeeeeeeeagoooo. and yes i agree, today passed really really slowly. anw, i dont feel the RUSH to study. and i dont know why. smack me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115539236751102096?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115539236751102096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115539236751102096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115539236751102096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115539236751102096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-know-why-im-not-stressed-about.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115530290115760272</id><published>2006-08-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:28:32.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hail-fellow-well-met&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, guess what, im becoming a dictionary freak. haha. i was reading my history textbook, and i got really curious whether i got the word "imminent" right for english common test today. so i went to check. and Hey, i ended up reading the dictionary. To think i would do that, my screws are really loose. but anw, found many interesting words or phrases. CUTE ONES TOO. i can use them to scold ppl. words like "doofus", you wont actually know they exist til you read the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was hocus-pocus! i was really moody in the morning actually. didnt know why. but i felt really crazy after school or sth. before geog. i dont know either. i just started laughing at qixuan and we started scolding each other, laugh, scold, laugh, scold. dingdong. but yeah. and i only ate chickenpie and apple juice for lunch. so i felt really hungry when i came home. felt like some hungry babarian ransacking the house for food. geog lecture was really short. unpredictable. 15mins only alright. shortest geog lecture ever. sent qixuan to foyer and i went home. anw, i dropped my ezlink card on the bus after i tapped my card. it was so embarrassing alright. let me see, i was carrying so many things : tablet, physics tys, bio tys, chem tys, ss text, marriene chong. BEAT THAT! and if i didnt drop my ezlink card, i could have just alighted the bus perfectly. GUESS WHAT, some idiot girl laughed at me when i picked up my ezlink card. what's wrong with dropping things huh! stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and drumed abit, practice electone to destress, and i realise i play the best during exam periods. whoohoo! then chatted, and bathed. studied or should i say read the dictionary, ate dinner, then i completed studying history. so im feelin gay and free now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know? there's an average of 178 sesame seeds on each bigmac bun.&lt;br /&gt;(something random smeego told me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115530290115760272?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115530290115760272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115530290115760272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115530290115760272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115530290115760272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/hail-fellow-well-met-haha-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115521949166429700</id><published>2006-08-10T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:18:11.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid mood of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. stupid mood of mine.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me man. why am i feeling so moody. and it totally spoils my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's common test alr. and i dont feel any pressure at all. im weird. WEIRDO. i feel very stupid now. i dont know why. mayb alot of ppl have been calling me stupid that's why. mentality. i hope my mood improves tmr. it better do. otherwise it's so gonna affect my studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115521949166429700?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115521949166429700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115521949166429700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115521949166429700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115521949166429700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupid-mood-of-mine-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115513311967675062</id><published>2006-08-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:18:39.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The best hangout place for now is the Band room!"&lt;br /&gt;quote unquote expealladocious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;classroom environment just makes everything worst, unless its free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, what's school without a classroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, have i mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;i think i love being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;and obviously there are loose screws in my brain for saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's such a boring day,&lt;br /&gt;woke up at intervals cos my mum kept shouting from downstairs, asking me to wake up, from 9.30 to 10.30, and finally at 10.45 when she shouted, i gave up and just woke up. i slept at the breakfast table intead. today was alright, had some progress. did 1 amath paper, couldnt check answers though, mlg's down. and did some physics, study some history, and i think that's about it. i hope mlg's up tmr, otherwise, i'll blame the school for.. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/f1a5add1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/f1a5add1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another retarded face of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you dont realise how much you mean to &lt;/em&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115513311967675062?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115513311967675062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115513311967675062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115513311967675062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115513311967675062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/best-hangout-place-for-now-is-band.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115503605768764042</id><published>2006-08-08T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T04:20:57.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE KIDNAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSC00418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSC00418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSC00419.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSC00419.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSC00417.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSC00417.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parts of the kipnap are missing, cos they freakin carried me out of the band room, with me still in muskin tape all around me. i couldnt even stand on my own. luckily i was 50kg, otherwise they would really have carried me to the middle of the parade sq. but instead, they left me beside the chemistry lab. ^%&amp;%^*&amp;amp;$ not much of a difference. i love playing all these kinda stuff la. cheap thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, national day celeb was alright. though some parts were boring. i still enjoy singing with qixuan and ppl. i was screaming like shit alright. anw, another photo from ytd's "band prac". we werent supposed to go, cos there wasnt band for sec3s. but we just went to play songs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSC00413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSC00413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result of having *&amp;^%^&amp;amp;%$%^&amp; band mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just studied some bio and i really agree with claire yeo.&lt;br /&gt;why must we study about plants when they dont even study about US!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115503605768764042?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115503605768764042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115503605768764042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115503605768764042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115503605768764042'/><link rel='alternate' 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government service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;niversity admission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;esettling of population&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn crappy i know, but i was really bored. well it would help in studying anw. i feel like replying tags now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melainne: i have always replied your tags at your own tagboard! so no need for tag replies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiah: i dont know what's your blog add. TELL ME. or i'll spread STD to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen: you have a blog? LINK ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernette!: haha. IF I WERE A CARPENTER! anw, we better continue our food spree after ct. I DONT MIND GROWING FAT AFTER CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanting : you're too hyper. anw, i was happy that you werent around during geog. i could use two tables! nah just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi: laugh somemore! i'll spread STD NOT ONLY TO NADIAH BUT YOU TOO! full force!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115496128670525619?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115496128670525619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115496128670525619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115496128670525619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115496128670525619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/look-what-i-did-to-my-social-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115495770889796265</id><published>2006-08-07T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T06:35:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cause i had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;im taking one down&lt;br /&gt;i sing a sad song just to turn it around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;4/20 for amath&lt;br /&gt;9/20 for physics&lt;br /&gt;12/25 for english compre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, 18/25 for chem :D&lt;br /&gt;freakin redox reaction. im gonna study hard for MOLE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;today was not good. not not not good. but i think i escaped being punished during ehist. yeah, audreyneo's punishments are damn hilarious. was really lucky she didnt collect essay today. and i think i escaped many more today. yeah, i almost banged into chan wei meng too. just a few centimetres away :) and luckily i was wearing socks instead of shoes, otherwise she wont beable to see my songs and all i see would be orange. &lt;--- is that the colour of demerit tickets? actually, i have not seen any before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alot of fun playing old songs with some sec3 band members. we were making damn lots of noise lah. supposed to go home at 4.30, but instead i went home at 6.30 haha. I NEED TO GO NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115495770889796265?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115495770889796265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115495770889796265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115495770889796265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115495770889796265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/cause-i-had-bad-day-im-taking-one-down.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115486195542055843</id><published>2006-08-06T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T03:59:15.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;goooffffy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/f1a9071e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling damn gooooffy right now. feel like doing some pranks or sth. or just sth stupid. like climbing onto a coconut tree. i just had a long long long nap a few hours ago. i came back from church and slept at 1.30pm. so i told my mum i would wake up at 2 to have my lunch. so i slept, and i thought i ate my lunch alr. guess what? i actually ate my lunch in my dream. yeap, so i woke up only at 5pm when rachellau called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i screwed up worship cos i practice on the miniature one ytd, and today i played on the electronic one. so the setup abit weird. and i didnt do some stuff. so, i was frowning all along, and i asked the worship leader whether i screwed up, and he said no. ARE YOU MAD. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, someone just called me a horny little maggot. stupid xiangying. she's a horrible little ip kid! IM OFF TO EAT DINNER! and, hopefully get to watch sth nice on tv. gotta blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115486195542055843?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115486195542055843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115486195542055843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115486195542055843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115486195542055843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/goooffffy.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115476208983631796</id><published>2006-08-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:14:49.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going for worship practice later. BERNETTE TOLD ME THE LYRICS ALR. HAHA. i kept singing it okay. but it really sounds sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a vampire's daughter who would i marry,&lt;br /&gt;i would marry a vampire's son,&lt;br /&gt;more than anybody!&lt;br /&gt;cos he can suck,&lt;br /&gt;i can suck,&lt;br /&gt;we can suck together,&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;sucking one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I WERE A CARPENTER'S DAUGHTER,&lt;br /&gt;WHO WOULD I MARRY.&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD MARRY A CARPENTER'S SON,&lt;br /&gt;MORE THAN ANYBODY&lt;br /&gt;COS HE CAN SCREW,&lt;br /&gt;I CAN SCREW,&lt;br /&gt;WE CAN SCREW TOGETHER,&lt;br /&gt;IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;SCREWING ONE ANOTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were an icecream man's daughter,&lt;br /&gt;who would i marry.&lt;br /&gt;i would marry an icecream man's son,&lt;br /&gt;more than anybody&lt;br /&gt;cos  he can lick&lt;br /&gt;i can lick&lt;br /&gt;we can lick together&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;licking one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i get the icecream man one right? i not sure. but i rmb got sth like icecream man one. HAHA. it sounds so sick. the more i sing the sicker it gets. SING IT SING IT! anw, i stood in front of the mirror just now and practice conducting. i think im absurd. BUT, nvm. i really dont wanna make a fool of myself on tuesday leh. &gt;:/ CHICKEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115476208983631796?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115476208983631796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115476208983631796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115476208983631796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115476208983631796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/going-for-worship-practice-later.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115461719892248162</id><published>2006-08-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T07:59:59.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friendship. good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;well, i think friendship is a really two faced creature. define friendship.&lt;br /&gt;friend1: hi&lt;br /&gt;friend2:hi&lt;br /&gt;friend1:bye&lt;br /&gt;friend2:bye&lt;br /&gt;yes no? ppl say you cant live without friendship. anti-social or friendlist person in the world. which is better? both has advantages and disadvantages. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE BOTH ADVANTAGES AND DISADVANTAGES? i find it kinda stupid. well, i know what i want and who i want as a friend. i dont like ppl to choose my friends for me. but hey, stimes i wonder why i choose someone in the end. what made me choose that person right from the start? i always end up in some stupid situation. yeah, stupid ppl end up in stupid situations. stupid ppl like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so-so. just that my best friend spoiled my day. it gave me cramps. and when i get camps, i dont feel like doing anything. AHH. i just feel like shouting the word CHICKEN. guess who? haha. stupid yeah stupid. tmr's chem test. and i really hope i dont score badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, ms low farewell today. i'll miss her i guess. HAHA. it sounds wrong. yeah and she's my best friend! haha. ALRIGHT GIRLS. haha. joking. JOKING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115461719892248162?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115461719892248162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115461719892248162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115461719892248162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115461719892248162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115453017413067625</id><published>2006-08-02T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:49:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Stars - Switchfoot&lt;/strong&gt;  (rachel lau said this song's outdated. BUT NVM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've been the problem&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;But even when I turn it off and blame myself&lt;br /&gt;The outcome feels the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin' maybe I've been partly cloudy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the chance of rain&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm overcast and maybe&lt;br /&gt;All my luck's washed down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so lonely&lt;br /&gt;But when I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I see someone else&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars, the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars looking at our planet,&lt;br /&gt;Watching entropy and pain&lt;br /&gt;And maybe startin' to wonder&lt;br /&gt;How the chaos in our lives could pass as sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin' 'bout the meaning of resistance&lt;br /&gt;Of a hope beyond our own&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly the infinite and penitent&lt;br /&gt;Began to look like home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so empty&lt;br /&gt;But when I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I see someone else&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars, the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, everyone you feel so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, ya everyone you feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the stars, the stars&lt;br /&gt;I see someone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115453017413067625?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115453017413067625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115453017413067625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115453017413067625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115453017413067625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/stars-switchfoot-rachel-lau-said-this.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115453008082425728</id><published>2006-08-02T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:48:01.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new found hangout place today.&lt;br /&gt;i love that place, it helps you to appreciate the lifts alot cos the whole place is freezing cold, except the lifts. and that place is cathay. new building. but nice place. i love going to places ppl dont go. im sick of seeing crescentians in orchard. so today was just me rachellau and bernette. it was fun la. i mean there was that kinda thrilling fun. but yeah. went to starbucks for appetizer. haha. then we walked around cathay. then it started to pour. so we just rotted there. but even rotting was fun. we have not rot together for such a long time. AND RACHEL LAU AND BERNETTE WERE SINGING STUPID SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a carpenter's daughter&lt;br /&gt;i would marry a carpenter's son&lt;br /&gt;more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;he can screw&lt;br /&gt;i can screw&lt;br /&gt;we can screw together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT ALR. sth like that la. but its not exact. and it sounds real sick though. haha. but the tune's damn cute. and ACTUALLY, we wanted to have some buffet thing, like hop eat. go to different places to have lunch. but we only went to two. starbucks and LJ. longjohn's salsa fries rock. bernette left us and we just sat there to talk. after that we walk to ps and walk around there, then we went home. I BROKE RECORD FOR MY MUM TO SEE. she called home and i happily told her "i came home at THREE o clock today!" and her reply was like " hmm, okay. " yeah. i have bio and geog test tmr. and i have not completed my gong han, chem mole, emath and i think many more. my period totally spoiled my mood to study today. I WAS SO DETERMINED TO STUDY when i came home today. but the cramps just took it all away. haha, so i ended up sleeping :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115453008082425728?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115453008082425728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115453008082425728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115453008082425728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115453008082425728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-found-hangout-place-today.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115417483735766255</id><published>2006-07-29T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T05:07:17.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAD was such a boring day. well, it started with speech day first. and tharman was late. everything ended later because of that. but anw, played quite a number of mistakes today. and my solo was AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. played two notes wrongly. and wani said i wasnt loud enough. after that hurried down and changed in the band rm. im more expert at taking out my stockings in the bandrm alr.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then found qixuan outside the mpr. then put my bag in the cage. then went back there with bernette. today was really boring. and its like there are so little stalls, and the stalls are like half open after 1pm and most were closed around 2pm alr. its quite useless. BORING. then me qixuan bernette and grace decided to go play hide and seek. well, that kept us alive for a moment. but after that qixuan didnt want to play cos qixuan and grace always couldnt find us. haha! me and bernette hid under 3s3's stall table. x)  after that went mini forum again. then went hall. chill out. then qixuan and grace left. after they left i also felt like leaving alr. sat for awhile more then i left too. i was really moody swinging i guess. and i was really crazy while walking to 970 bus stop with bernette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i saw a snatch thief in action today. it was really sad case. if anyone saw today, that man selling otah today outside commonwealth mrt, yeap. he put his money in a plastic bag hooked. then suddenly this guy ran past and grabbed the bag. some money fell out and made alot of noise. and the poor otah man didnt managed to chase after him. i felt so sad after that. and in the train i kept listening to repeated songs. i only listened to two songs. sweet home alabama and stars. AHHH. stars is really nice all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of hw. chinese, geog, emath.&lt;br /&gt;plus this coming week is test week. geog test, chem test, bio test, emath mock exam. ARE THEY MAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115417483735766255?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115417483735766255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115417483735766255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115417483735766255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115417483735766255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/aad-was-such-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115401034004870024</id><published>2006-07-27T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T07:25:40.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cut my hair yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I ALWAYS GET THE NEW AND INEXPERIENCED HAIRDRESSER?&lt;br /&gt;i always go in and guess what? the pro pro ones just sit there and shake leg.and they could still watch holland v! and that new hairdresser took so long to cut. and it wasnt much of a difference since clarice heng didnt even know that i cut hair. and i think this time round not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, im quite pissed with today.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;^%$#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;just angry with someone.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt so good playing lion king today. LION KING MAKES ME HIGH. haha.&lt;br /&gt;you make me fly, fly so high into the blue blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i got dirty with the stupid cake today. they should not have bought chocolate. DONT BUY CHOCOLATE CAKES IN FUTURE WHEN YOU KNOW YOU HAVE A CRAZY BAND. they smudge cake on my face/ear/shirt/hair. allright, mine wasnt too bad. isabelle wong's the worst of all. but had fun lah.went home real late. and i had to clean up the canteen also. felt like an auntie. but nvm. IM DONE WITH MY NEWSPAPER ARTICLES. but im not doing book reviews though. i really not gonna do. even if i did, i would be copying from the internet. what's the difference? ok, the difference is i get 5 marks, but i would also be copy righting, and lying. so yeap. i decided not to do at all. i also feel like slacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115401034004870024?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115401034004870024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115401034004870024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115401034004870024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115401034004870024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/cut-my-hair-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115366483658246246</id><published>2006-07-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T07:32:43.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/BLUE%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/BLUE%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battle of the bands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115366483658246246?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115366483658246246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115366483658246246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115366483658246246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115366483658246246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/battle-of-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115354912348543460</id><published>2006-07-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:18:43.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS OVER&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. last night was a total throw face la. AND THEY BETTER GIVE ME MY $20. or else... DINGDONG! haha. but it was sort of fun and the other competitors were not those stuck up type. they were friendly! anw, heh, i've got a crush now! hahaha. haven told anyone yet. anw, now more ppl like that nathaniel guy. but he's really playful and CRAZY. i think barker ppl do alot of crazy but funny things. oh and the singer for acs international is really cute, she keeps on smiling. haha. and she got baby face. and ytd was the first time my hair was styled, i put on make up, and also the first time playing drums on stage. its a diff feeling all together. but i prefer playing in church still. all glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, since its all over. im glad that its over. now i have to get back to my studies. missed lots of lessons this week. and i've got lots of hw too. anw, i slept like a pig and only woke up at 11.30 this morning/noon? yeap. oh anw, also thanks to all my friends who came down ytd, who were willing to scream til you get sore throat ( bernette) and who were willing to pay $10. anw, after this i found out that acsi guys are quite polite. but mayb its just bcos the ppl who i see during rehearsals are all prefects. haha! just finished my emath 9a. got to do misc 8 and physics wb and chinese compo and 18 newspaper articles. 8 book reviews. wish me luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will live to praise Your name, always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115354912348543460?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115354912348543460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115354912348543460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115354912348543460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115354912348543460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-over-d-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115322977344712942</id><published>2006-07-18T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:36:13.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my com's screwed now. i dont know why. it keeps hanging. but anw, i feel so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SLEEP. i cant wait for this weekend. im gonna sleep sleep sleep on sat. :)  sleeping is one of my hobbies. i rmb in pri school i used to have afternoon naps every day! i'll post up some pictures of last sat's competition day. haha. xiangyi sent me some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, i managed to skip mock exam today :) but my ss mock will be postponed to tmr?! not much of a difference. but nvm. i have not studied. and my geog's postponed to friday. whoopeedoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bobby wanted to demo code15 to me today. haha. and i objected. i mean, how stupid can that get huh. haha. imagine doing a demo in the middle of the classroom corridor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had speech day rehearsal which was kinda "waste time" again. haha. anw, im off to watch tv! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115322977344712942?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115322977344712942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115322977344712942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115322977344712942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115322977344712942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-coms-screwed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115296910971341029</id><published>2006-07-15T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T06:11:50.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to be honest, i cried like shit when i got home. crying in the shower is such a good feeling. sounds damn sick. but nvm. i didnt cry because of the silver. i was just disappointed in i dont know what. and i thought that i worked hard for this. i didnt manage to play the first scale though. but hey, i did try my best to master that. but i didnt manage to master it in the end. but i really thought i put in all my effort into it. well, let this better be a wake up call for the whole band. they better realise how bad their playing is and start working hard NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mrs chua is disappointed. hweegeok said hai sing played well. and yes, i think hai sing is a hard working band. im not sure bout that, but from the way they cried, i know they did work hard. well, mus art's playing was superb on the other hand. well, it always was. im gonna be even stricter with the band from now on. though yes, stimes i will have fun with them. but when it comes to serious matters, dont play with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, taking away all these disappointing parts. haha. i really had fun with isabelle wong, adelene, emi, xiangying and gang. they're just a hilarious bunch of ppl. btw, i have decided to play for joyene's band. but haha, i still think im not a good drummer. cant do fanciful stuff. anw, back to the point, had much fun after we came back from vch before the results were annouced. and we cabbed to vch after packing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what's over is over. and this week guess what i have.&lt;br /&gt;ss mock exam&lt;br /&gt;geog mock exam&lt;br /&gt;english test&lt;br /&gt;emath test ( i think. LBK DIDNT TELL US! )&lt;br /&gt;and mayb more. guess what, i still have to complete my 8.1,9.4 and misc9. i doubt i can do it. i will study for my ss and geog first. i still have mus art concert to attend tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another thing, i know seniors are disappointed in us too. i just feel so, argh after the results were annouced. they seemed ok on the outside, but im sure they are really disappointed. i dont want to say anything for the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115296910971341029?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115296910971341029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115296910971341029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115296910971341029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115296910971341029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-be-honest-i-cried-like-shit-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115288719009147305</id><published>2006-07-14T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T07:26:30.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You are worthy to be praised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARICE HENG!!!! - screams down the rotanda. i went mad after my oral. rupa's face was so funny. but i dont think i did well for oral, i think i saw my marks, but i chose not to rmb it. it wasnt good i think. i was real hyper after oral. i wonder why. WE DISECTED A GOAT'S HEART TODAY. and i didnt have appetite for lunch. and im kinda lazy nowadays. i dont feel like going down for recesses. smack me. IM HAVING A DILEMA NOW. tmr's competition. i dont expect much though, just hope the band will surprise me in a good way tmr. they better not move so slowly tmr. otherwise i have to nag at them again. IM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello melainne, see! your name's not in my post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115288719009147305?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115288719009147305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115288719009147305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115288719009147305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115288719009147305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-worthy-to-be-praised-clarice.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115271437174333465</id><published>2006-07-12T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:26:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today wasnt too bad. but i was really sleepy during... PHYSICS. lesson was really boring. low kar hwee was sitting behind at she could see everyone's screen. i saw christina doing emath hw. haha. and i shook my head. haha. anw, emath was quite fun today. cos lbk played a stupid game with us. stayed in class during recess to complete my geog. haha. anw, hangzhou ppl are here. and now one of them is sitting beside me cos veronica gave her seat in. they're gonna sit beside me til friday. dingdong. i wasnt actually late for chem after lunch alright. just that i went to pee straight after lunch and it seemed as though i was late. azilah always catch me, as in she always see that im late. free period was kinda useless. sat there and as soon as i know, THE BELL RANG. geog was all right. and had amath remedial. anyhow, i managed to get azilah to let us have self prac after my remedial. so anw, it was only me and nadiah who went for self prac cos the rest thought it was cancelled. but nvm. i had fun trying to practice stuff which i usually cant play during combine. haha. and had fun laughing at those construction workers. THEY STARED AT US AS IF GOT FREE SHOW LAH. cos we were sitting under the bridge there. so there was this lorry parked beside us. soon a whole bunch of workers came and "boarded" the lorry. THEN THEY JUST SAT THERE AND STARE. me and nadiah felt so...annoyed. then lots of ppl walk pass = distraction. grace came to disturb us. haha. but it was fun. i really had a fun time of laughter. its been time since i laughed that hard. ppl in my class dont really make me laugh so much. very little ppl can really make me smile nowadays. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, I watched singapore idol. rahimah sang "perhaps" as those it was "hickups". hilarious. joakim was real cute. but singing = cannot make it. tmr's a long day again i guess. i was rushing emath just now when i realised it is only due on friday. so i stopped doing and HERE I AM :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115271437174333465?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115271437174333465/comments/default' 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type='html'>have you ever felt like pausing for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;just to take a break,&lt;br /&gt;stop whatever you're doing,&lt;br /&gt;dont care what happens,&lt;br /&gt;and just stone there. for mayb 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;well, lets see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of stoning for one day,&lt;br /&gt;i think all you will get is a good break,&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of hw,&lt;br /&gt;hw which you do not know how to do cause&lt;br /&gt;you've missed out on a million seconds of lesson time.&lt;br /&gt;but how nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STONE FOR ONE DAY. heh. anw, council investiture was just throw face. haha. i look damn idiotic conducting. but anw, side track alittle. i enjoy slacking in the band rm after band pracs. its really fun. especially with crazy ppl around like jolynn who wrote stuff on the board today. and nadiah and emi and those kinda ppl you know. fun. i realised i like to go home later nowadays. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115254218446895182</id><published>2006-07-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T07:36:24.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, found a tv programme to watch. some person ditched me to watch her chnl 8 show. so i decided to go watch too and see if its nice. haha. typical mediacorp show, but NICE :) today's quite a boring day. but i had fun laughing at nicole and her baby(her pencil case). haha. yeap. ss was total boredom. amath and emath was worst. lee boonkeng made me redo my graphs. well, i deserve it lah. haha. i didnt put in effort. but i hate the flexicurve, IT DOESN HELP. only if i can snap my fingers and it will curve to the way i want, THAT WOULD BE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be nice if fexicurve curve my way,&lt;br /&gt;doing sp 8b would be so good,&lt;br /&gt;soon lee boon keng would have less to nag about,&lt;br /&gt;and i will be in such a happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;but when it doesn curve the way you want to,&lt;br /&gt;then lee boon keng would write " see me" right now,&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamo gamo. wanted to go up earlier during recess to complete my sp8b corrections which lbk insisted on me handing it up by today, but by the time samantha and i went up, pee-ed, the bell rang. haha. wasted. electhist was all right. and bio was laughable. phys wasnt good, and english was boring. band was so-so. competition's this sat alr. council investiture tmr. what a mess. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord i offer my life to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything i've been through,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;use it for Your Glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115254218446895182?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115254218446895182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115254218446895182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115254218446895182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115254218446895182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-found-tv-programme-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115244056301022073</id><published>2006-07-09T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:22:43.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sad today. right in the begining of the morning. :( what a waste. didnt get to play for first part of worship just becos of some stupid wire which made weird noises. and they solved the problem only in the middle of worship. and i didnt get to play all the nice nice parts. it was great during worship practice ytd. BUT I DIDNT GET TO PLAY TODAY. yea, so i was in that "too bad i didnt play" mood, until i realised youth fellowship, they sang my favourite song, and where was i? baptism class. WHAT A WASTED DAY. i fell asleep after baptism class on the sofa while waiting for my parents to come, and i was also waiting for isaac to get off the drums. haha. so once they left i woke up, and left my brother weiqiang and i. but nvm. sth to cheer myself up, HAHA. HERE IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/1600/DSCN3900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5441/360/320/DSCN3900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tried it out after church today when i came home. HAHA. satisfaction. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115244056301022073?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115244056301022073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115244056301022073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115244056301022073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115244056301022073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-sad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115236657401709488</id><published>2006-07-08T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:49:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok recap on ytd.&lt;br /&gt;after school, me and qixuan sat outside school gate under the super hot sun on the road and waited for lau, grace, bernette and seeeeejing. haha. alright, sijing la. she made me "shelter" her with my foolscap. useless. but anw, waited quite long, and we missed the bus too. so we waited and waited at the bus stop. so we alighted at... lido. we went up to eat. i wont eat lagsane anymore. however you spell that dish anw. bernette was laughing at the way i pronouced it. wanted to watch "click", BUT ITS STILL NOT 27 JULY. WHY DOES IT TAKE SO LONG FOR 27 JULY TO COME. annoying. we went over to... pacific plaza. did we? i think so. i think that was after bernette left. went to look at fossil. haha. love that shop. then went over to far east to see tania cut her hair. HAHA. the whole gang including choongyee and gang bashed into the salon. haha. the guy was shocked and thought we are all cutting our hair. then he said in chinese" how many want to cut hair?" then they replied " one". haha! his face changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed home to bath and change up before leaving home to meet nicole michelle and david at je mrt. haha. i hid behind some pillar and was waiting to surprised them, but i was the one who got surprised in the end. loser. haha. yeap, so we ate at food court, left for lighthouse. worship was great. and yeap,and i love listening to testimonies. its interesting to see how God move ppl and touched them. had much fun in nicole's church. reached home real late. bathed and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band this morning. late for 8 mins. 8x3=24. great, now i have to complete my 24 rounds of punishment. so great, no one wanted to go for nj concert. and i wasted $15. HAPPY LA. shall not talk bout band. met my brother at plaza sing and ate lunch, COLLECTED MY CRASH :) i shall take a nice picture of it and post it up tmr or sth. then rushed down to church for worship practice, and isabel said "the door's locked" haha. then we waited and 30mins later my brother went to check. AND it wasnt lock. practice was great. hope that drum doesn screw me up tmr. it better NOT. went out for dinner then came home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115236657401709488?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115236657401709488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115236657401709488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115236657401709488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115236657401709488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-recap-on-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115219645452732944</id><published>2006-07-06T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T07:34:14.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOOOFY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in a very good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;its always band which leaves me in a mood of "i dont know how i should feel". but at least today i know how im feeling. haha. ANGRY, WORRIED. and many more. but dont wanna state, otherwise ppl will just think im getting depression. haha! i shant blog too much bout band, spoils my mood, but anw, that jap guy came down today again! the last time he came was i think 1 year ago. HE'S DAMN CUTE LAH. GOOOFY. haha! that's what he said he was. anw, i cant wait for tmr! half day. i hope it would be a great day. and im going to nicole's church at night for some sonic sanctuary thing. haha. fun Fun FUn FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115219645452732944?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115219645452732944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115219645452732944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115219645452732944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115219645452732944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/gooofy-not-in-very-good-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115209741159206085</id><published>2006-07-05T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T04:03:31.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all right, guess what qixuan just told me. SHE SAID SHE SAW MY NAME ON THE AMATH REMEDIAL LIST. haha. and apparently it was the first name on the list. :) welcome to amath remedial man. OOO LALA. oh haha, qixuan called me at the wrong time btw, just after my shower, my phone vibrated non stop. haha. and it was qixuan. when i told her i was still *****, she laugh like mad. wahlao. but anw, today is a L             O              N                 G       day. yes, very long. recess was 8.55 haha. :) and after that we had 6 periods non stop until lunch. and after lunch, lessons til 3.15 OH YA. guess what? the school refused to change our timetable, when our time table really NEEDS a change. but nvm, since they dont wanna change, they're giving me and rachellau a chance to have table tennis sessions every wed 2.15-2.45pm :)  we played today and it was great. its been months since we played tgt. LONG LOST TABLE TENNIS PARTNERS :D i've got alot to do today actually, amath 9.4 (which i just finish but halfway only cos i really have no idea how to complete) and study for amath tmr. plus emath 8a and physics assignment and physics wb due friday. which is just 48 hours away. not much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr again. i dont wanna think about it. but nvm, I HAVE AMATH REMEDIAL FIRST :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115209741159206085?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115209741159206085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115209741159206085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115209741159206085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115209741159206085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-right-guess-what-qixuan-just-told.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115202183431806952</id><published>2006-07-04T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T07:03:54.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeap. pos. PIECE OF SHIT. haha. qixuan happily scolded me that during mass run. and i idiotly didnt know she's scolding me until she said "pos" was piece of shit. oh hoho. and she tried doing that during lunch too, but i didnt forget the fact that "pos" means piece of shit. haha. luckily. but anw, school wasnt that great today afterall. NO ASSEMBLY. so sad. i miss assembly. i hate to stay in that class doing journal writing. worst of all, *** *** **** made me read the passage out. she's bad mooding today. i wasnt feeling too well in the morning as usual. i dont know why, these few days have been feeling that way. i hope i get better. today was quite slack actually. i love tuesdays now! :)  lau wl didnt come in for english. HENG AH. haha. thanks nicole for doing most of the no sweat ppt. :) appreciate it. i wonder if you would ever read this, when you dont update your own blog. haha. i just finished my foolscap paper. what a waste, i just bought it not too long ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band today. @#$%^&amp;*)(*&amp;amp;^% . yeap, that's all i have to say. was quite stressed. i know im damn slow in absorbing things. sigh. and im really gonna have serious talk with the band on thurs. i cant stand it any longer. wanted to do it today, but everyone was like angry at me for holding them up. cicicicicici. i need SOS. haha. yes SOS, NOT POS. haha. what a day. i hope tmr would be better. tmr's recess is 8.55!!! and im gonna collect my crash from yamaha, probably get a drumstick too since its $13.90 and i get 10% off. haha. GIVE ME A BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115202183431806952?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115202183431806952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115202183431806952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115202183431806952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115202183431806952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/pos-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115193292916496678</id><published>2006-07-03T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:22:09.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RANDOM GAY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;today's quite boring. but highlight of the day, i managed to catch 10mins of blue's clues! haha. but i dont like that steve guy, they changed the guy. and that guy's no longer wearing that green shirt. and the songs changed too! i love to sing the old songs of blue's clues! did my ehist, and done with my chinese's holiday hw. tmr's emath test. and i hope there's no amath tmr. i dont know how to do my hol hw and they're gonna give us a test alr. no time for consultation alr what. SIAO. anw, today have been quite slack for me. baked brownies! yum yum. i just read nicole's old old old post. haha. she said sth like " falalalalalalala, NOT CALLING YOU!" haha. i like to read ppl's old post. i've got no sweat presentation tmr yet my grp hasnt started on a single slide yet. awesome. i hope there's assembly or sth tmr, i dont want to stay in class to do journal. hey!!!! not calling you. haha. i feel like doing that to someone now! haha. hmm, the first person i see tmr might be my victim. haha! there's band tmr, sigh. RAHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115193292916496678?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115193292916496678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115193292916496678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115193292916496678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115193292916496678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-gay-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115189801100444478</id><published>2006-07-02T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:43:51.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bernette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : BERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR... NETTO! - shouts across the block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wanyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : of course the not-absorbing thing happens to you everyday, since you cant seem open your eyes in class! thanks for spelling P-s-y-c-h-i-a-t-r-i-s-t for me anw. haha!same hair club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : MIND YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the winner/BOBBY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : you never seem to be able to hear me. GAY SHIT RANDOM hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger's colour sucks btw, i cant seem to find nicer colours. BARNEY COLOURS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115189801100444478?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115189801100444478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115189801100444478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115189801100444478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115189801100444478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/tag-replies-bernette.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115185117616920686</id><published>2006-07-02T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:39:36.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>msn is highly annoying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115185117616920686?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115185117616920686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115185117616920686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115185117616920686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115185117616920686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/msn-is-highly-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115184700711188792</id><published>2006-07-02T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:30:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what to do what to do what to do&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY, TELL ME WHY&lt;br /&gt;haha. im a little bored now. my parents would only be back at around 12+. mum went for some dancing competition. and my dad went to support her. HAHA. hilarious. but anw, i did two newspaper articles today. i have to complete chinese, hist by the end of tmr. i cant wait for wed. i feel like buying my own drumsticks too btw, im always using my brother's. and its the most 20 bucks i think, if im not wrong. zildjian ones. hmm, i feel like going to snack snack snack and snack even more now. feel like eating... chips, chocolate, WINE. haha. i shall go check it out. if got any open ones. haha! sheesh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115184700711188792?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115184700711188792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115184700711188792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115184700711188792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115184700711188792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-to-do-what-to-do-what-to-do-why.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115176215260502085</id><published>2006-07-01T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T06:55:52.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i sprained my shoulder blade too. went to swee lee warehouse before lunch and i didnt really like the sound of sabian crashes. so i went over to yamaha to take a look at zildjian ones. i think zildjian crashes and rides sound better. so i got one zildjian crash now. gonna collect it after school on wed. :D hooray! haha. and i'll wait for a dry ride to come in before i get my ride. cos i dont want a ride with alot of overtone. HOW TO WALK UP 4 STOREYS TMR? im aching all over, and i have to walk up four storeys tmr. my church should build a lift or sth. for handicap ppl like me now. haha. im determined to finish reading my book, the book which i started reading from the begining of the year until now. haha! see how much time i take? but partly bcos i dont read. during reading periods i only read like 2-3 pages? haha. yeap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115176215260502085?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115176215260502085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115176215260502085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115176215260502085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115176215260502085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-i-sprained-my-shoulder-blade.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115172514332764784</id><published>2006-06-30T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:39:03.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;half paralysed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i shouldnt have exerted so much ytd. IM LITERALLY HALF PARALYSED. AND IT SUCKS. i cant get out of bed properly this morning, and i needed my mum's help. i couldnt turn here and there last night cos i had to use my stomach muscle and it hurts. its like pulling a muscle like that. and i cant even press the soap properly. i also accidentally pull my muscle again while taking my hp this morning. couldnt hold a cup properly.im not exegerating. but luckily i still can chat :D haha. otherwise i'll suffer. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115172514332764784?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115172514332764784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115172514332764784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115172514332764784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115172514332764784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/half-paralysed.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115167452061713230</id><published>2006-06-30T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T06:35:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SOME SAY LEH, SOME SAY LAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHA. that's nicole's favourite song according to rachel lau btw. the SAR-VIVOR song. haha. YOUTH DAY THIS YEAR IS SPOILER. what kinda youth day is youth day when there's no half day? what kinda youth day is youth day when the concert's less than 1hr? what kinda youth day is youth day when the concert has only 4 items? but anw, the skit was all right, though crappy but still acceptable. the worst one was muthi and kartinie. my stomach hurt shit after that. anw, wasnt feeling too good after pe. HA. but anw, pe was great. i love my sit ups and shuttle run. haha. 40 sit ups when i didnt expect to do so many, cos i really grew fatter after the holidays. and my shuttle run's the fastest in all these years, 10.4s.  but anw, went with rachel lau to meet qixuan grace and sj after lessons. SJ DITCHED US. she didnt wait for me and lau. went scotts food court to meet them. i wasnt really in the best of moods today actually. haha. but i guess meeting up with old friends do cheer me up a little. we walked around, rot. then qixuan left. i forgot where we went alr.  after that qixuan left. rot awhile more. then we sent grace off. then i watched just my luck for the second time with sj and rachellau. then after the show it was quite late alr, so we all left. today's not really interesting though. i didnt enjoy my youth day. i dont even feel youthful anymore. i feel so old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115167452061713230?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115167452061713230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115167452061713230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115167452061713230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115167452061713230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-say-leh-some-say-lah-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115159141388083686</id><published>2006-06-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T07:30:13.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still dread school,&lt;br /&gt;me and samantha had our "suit yourself" and "mindyou" conversations today. EVERYONE WAS SO ON DIET TODAY, ... until.... one grp presented on anorexic ppl for "no sweat" presentation , and everyone went eww. ok. had band, and blah blah blah. blah blah blah. NO TIME. gonna sleep. IM GONNA SLEEP EARLY TONIGHT :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115159141388083686?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115159141388083686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115159141388083686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115159141388083686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115159141388083686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-still-dread-school-me-and-samantha.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115150520495238806</id><published>2006-06-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:33:25.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DREAD SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school seems never ending these days. especially when you have 6 periods between your recess and lunch. NEVER ENDING. either teachers come and go, or i'll have to go up and down. my appetite hasnt come back since time table changed. not eating well = no nutrition. HAHA. anw why's mass runs on friday, and pe on friday too? didnt really finish amath hw just now. most of it done though except coordinate geom. still got chinese textbook to do, but i cant read chinese for no shit. samantha and i were translating the ke4 wen2 today during chinese lesson, and we were only halfway thru when laoshi said time's up. I BET THE WHOLE CLASS FINISH READING ALR. but anw, i really feel sleepy in class, i really cant absorb in ok, azilah was talking talking talking, and all i know was that she's talking, only after 10mins then i started to absorb stuff. i need a physcithrist(someone spell that for me). haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115150520495238806?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115150520495238806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115150520495238806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115150520495238806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115150520495238806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-dread-school.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115141368462719424</id><published>2006-06-27T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:08:04.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling low, down, underground. haha. just one of my other moodswings that occurs everyday. haha. it either occurs in school or at home or in the morning. crazy. but anw, school was all right. mass run was damn slack. walked and run a little. walked til we met the rear runners. wasnt sweating much, but hey! at least i was sweating, unlike samantha who's not human and doesn sweat. emath was okay, geog was sleepy. luckily ms pham gave breaks, and i used it to take my lovely naps.  recess was..... all right too. nasi lemak didnt taste nasi lemak. nicole and michelle still on their diet, and smart michelle put ice in the container with oranges, and the ice happily melted. physics was never interesting or nice or great, so is today. english was all right though i felt sleepy as usual. and michelle wrote sth and placed it on my chair. and i didnt even realise and sat on it. then michelle said " there's sth on your chair!" haha. its some retarded note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no assembly, didnt do reading journal. happily laughing away at samantha's sim. she didnt even play, we were only creating the guy, and i was laughing away. had band after that. i hate condcuting seriously. and what worries me now is council investiture which i have to conduct, and SPEECH DAY which i might have to conduct. in front of guest of honours, but far worst than guest of honours is that i have to conduct in front of jc1s and sec4s. i can go bang my head into any wall right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115141368462719424?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115141368462719424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115141368462719424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115141368462719424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115141368462719424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-low-down-underground.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115132895582397714</id><published>2006-06-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:35:55.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monkey with a broken leg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i currently have a monkey with a broken leg which needs immediate attention! haha. its just the monkey michelle gave to all of us. michelle right? actually, im not too sure of who. i dont even know la. nicole just appeared in the morning with dozens of monkeys in her breast pocket. then she gave one to me and samantha during assembly. yeap, but nvm. assembly was boring cos all was briefings and the new stuff crescent's gonna build makes our school seem like a primary school. and i think soon the mini underwater world would become a mini undermuddy world. and you wont get to see a single thing except for cloudy water. LKH happily took away 1st period of ss since the teacher wasnt here. we've got a co form teacher now. he's called mr goh. he look just like any other guy who does COLGATE advertisement. haha. he sure can. dont really like the new ss teacher,  but she sure still have chances to prove me wrong. change in timetable sucks. NOW I HAVE 10.40 RECESSES and i have to set my stomach to the "late recesses" mode again. i hate recesses which are like all mixed up. now my recesses are like, 10.40, 10.05, 8.55, 10.05,1040 i think. around there. and its like, yuck! my old recess was great. all 8.55 and one 10.05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angeline ng wasnt too bad afterall, she gave us free period. today's quite slack, but too bad im not in the mood for playing except bingo. now i know why xiangyi and juniors love to play that. its exciting. i played many games of bingo in class. but i was still sleepy. had band after school which ended at 3.15. HOW LATE CAN IT GET?! first was 2.45, now 3.15. crazy. sidetrack a little, i still got 10 reading articles, 8 book reviews, and 20 newspaper articles to complete. and no sweat presentation. how fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band after school. was quite busy. mr m briefed us on speech day first. then rushed down to settle some stuff, sectionals awhile, do section duty. brief the band. took the band. conducting isnt so bad afterall. quite fun. but stressful. haha. cant coordinate properly. i cant conduct and flip page at the same time, trying to master that. and i keep getting lost. conductor's score is annoying. majestia's nice. :)  went home very late. left school about 6.50 only. yeap. but nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115132895582397714?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115132895582397714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115132895582397714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115132895582397714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115132895582397714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/monkey-with-broken-leg.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115124698016981779</id><published>2006-06-25T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:49:40.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and oh. nicole wants me to lend her my jaychou cd. haha. she wants to improve her chinese! what a great way. apparently i dont touch that cd anymore. have to dig for it. i just packed my bag. had problems squeezing my tablet and books and pencil case and whatsoever in. isnt it a chore to go to school? how nice if i can go to school without carrying anything, like how i go town. i like to be empty handed. as in literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored now, that's why im blogging a second time for the day. its not only a chore to go to school. we not only have to carry our super duper bags filled with gold bars, but we will also have to see the super black faces of our teachers. i hope not. LKH. that's the first teacher i normally see first in the morning, since she makes herself so opaque. she can be seen almost anywhere. cos she makes it a point to appear every morning before the first period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr better be a great day. i dont want tmr to turn into some disaster, cause normally the first day of school can be quite disasterous. thinking bout that, i have not completed my " no sweat" and we're the fourth group to present. two periods of english tmr. isnt that more than enough time to complete even further than the fourth group? hope lau wen li's absent then. i didnt complete my amath hw. and ss. ss im left with assignment 1. amath im left with 3 more topics. topics which i kinda dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this post is really randomish. but yeap.im bored. anw, i think im abit siao. stimes i dont like my brother, and stimes i think he's really nice. he was just singing just now. in some weird weird opera voice. IMAGINE THAT. hahahaha. hilarious.  i think all brothers can be weird at times. but im sure there's always a better side of them. haha. oh man, just like the $50 case. haha. oh great. i also have to conduct tmr. not just warmup but songs. i hate it. i suck at conducting. i think i look retarded too. and i think im gonna get butterflies in my stomach after lessons tmr. ahh. cant wait to see nicole tmr. :D and MICHELLE. haha. havent heard her high pitched "smeell" voice for a long time. quite peaceful without that voice. haha. cant wait for tmr :)gdnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115124698016981779?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115124698016981779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115124698016981779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115124698016981779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115124698016981779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115123904439348010</id><published>2006-06-25T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T05:37:24.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL GOOD :)&lt;br /&gt;haha. well, morning started off real well. IM HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY. haha. bcos, i didnt screw the worship up. the drums didnt screw me. it usually does. and its usually highly insensitive when it comes to sunday mornings. BUT WELL, IT WAS GREAT THIS MORNING. haha. and anw, some charlie guy came for youth from shelter baptist.quite boring. but anw, my dad's gonna bring me down to ps to get my crash and ride this friday! aint it EGGCITING? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR TMR! nicole said michelle cut her hair. and she said its ruined. haha! i wanna see! i dont wanna finish my amath hw, and im not going to. i dont feel like doing anything. CAN EVERYONE COME ONLINE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115123904439348010?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115123904439348010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115123904439348010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115123904439348010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115123904439348010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-good-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115115938009781020</id><published>2006-06-24T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T07:29:40.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner at jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;FULL. haha. oh anw, went out with tangyuqeun today. someone was 15 mins late. and someone wanted me to go earlier still. but anw, we catched "just my luck". quite funny. but nvm. went for worship practice after that. i really hate the church's electronic drums. it sucks. my hand hurts now. i have to use alot of strength cos the drums quite old alr, and its so INSENSITIVE. wack and wack and wack. quite frustrating. then my parents fetch me and my brother for dinner. really full dinner. and now im back home. feeling bored again. havent finish my amath hw btw. but i finally completed the topic indices, surds and logarithms. annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115115938009781020?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115115938009781020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115115938009781020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115115938009781020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115115938009781020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/dinner-at-jacks-place.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115107519025898544</id><published>2006-06-23T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T08:06:30.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;they shouted left, but stamped on their right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeap. i took the sec1s marching today. hentakaki chepat hentak. guess what. they were supposed to march on the spot, yet they started to move forward. and i see ppl shouting left left, but they were stamping their right foot. hilarious. band was all right today. it was the after band madness that really made me laugh like shit. i shant say what we did, or should i say what THEY did, in case victims are reading my blog. but anw, haha, nadiah said i can sound like ms low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL RIGHT, GIRLSS....&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i still haven finish my amath hw. horrible. my brain really bursting alr. meeting tang yuequn tmr at 12.30. I FEEL LAZY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115107519025898544?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115107519025898544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115107519025898544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115107519025898544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115107519025898544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/they-shouted-left-but-stamped-on-their.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115098182943306742</id><published>2006-06-22T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T06:10:29.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what's surd man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH. ok first my teeth were very painful, NOW, my brain's bursting from math. no. AMATH. let's start from the begining of the day. had band. no marching. so the sec1s improved. hmm much better. finally. i scold scold scold how many times then after awhile, i finally got to hear them say their timings. they were mumbling! they have not started shouting yet. i better make them shout tmr. i had many casualties today. 4-5 ppl fall out cos they all said they felt like vomitting. must be too much on the running. hmm, lets see, 5 rounds for falling in late, 1 round for not shouting, 6 rounds should be okay what. i intended to make them run 6 rounds alr for being late, cos they were 6 mins late. so i gave 1 round discount. but nvm. sectionals after marching. SO HUNGRY. dont know what's wrong with my stomach, but i always feel hungry in the morning, AFTER breakfast apparently. so i was suffering from some food deficiency during sectionals, when it was finally 11.15 LUNCH BREAK! haha. happily went to every section to annouce that. lunch was cheers. as in Cheers at Esso. lousy food. no, more like LOUSY LABELS. either they dont know how to put labels, OR, they cant differentiate between a Croissant and some chicken curry f sth sth sth. i cant rmb the name, its quite complitcated. so i wanted to buy that chicken curry thing, and i ate it only to find that its empty, at first i thought there would be chicken curry in that croissant, BUT IT WAS EMPTY. so i was angry, and bought a curry puff after i finished my croissant. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how long band days can be, i need two paragraphs. anw, continue, had combine after lunch. was quite tiring. had a 45mins sectionals which we played the third movement numerous times which was really really exhausting, TIL MY TEETH ALMOST CAME OUT, ok im exegerating, but it was very painful. yeap. went home after band. and tmr would be another band day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally got amath tys from hanis, and simultaneous equations were all right, until i saw the piece of paper : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Indices, Surds and Logarithms. TYS:PG 22 qn 3,5,6,7,8  TYS PG 34 qn 4,6,8,9,13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, the ONLY word that registered in my head was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; . yeap SURDS. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate that surdy topic. annoying. well, most amath topics are annoying actually. cos they all have got sth to do with graphs. either that or, i just cant seem to solve those type of questions. even if i think i got it right, i flip behind and shake my head. haha. ok my post is so long. i shall stop here, AND CONTINUE TMR :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115098182943306742?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115098182943306742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115098182943306742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115098182943306742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115098182943306742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-surd-man.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115081530475975860</id><published>2006-06-20T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T07:55:04.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you make me fly, fly so high into the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue blue&lt;/span&gt; sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i shared this with wenjun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to go for band, feeling happy, away from stress.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess things have changed. i dont feel all so happy.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im paranoid. afraid/worried that things will happen, causing more stress.&lt;br /&gt;well im sure things will happen, making mistakes is a daily thing&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESNT MAKE MISTAKES?&lt;br /&gt;but its just that thing that mayb 70+ ppl are under you,&lt;br /&gt;but well some ppl are not coming, i wonder why&lt;br /&gt;i really hope attendance will improve. SLs are calling yet i dont know why i see no improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so many seniors came over today. meaning more pressure. yet they always lend us a helping hand and help the band and im really thankful for that. i think seniors are always the best. today was considered a "quite filled with laughter" day. but after laughing so much, my mood went the other way round. haha. im always like that. laugh alot, then after that i will feel sad for no specific reason. CRAZY. but im used to it. when im laughing, i know that would come soon. haha. but who cares! i enjoy laughing! haha. almost went to makan with the seniors, but i felt damn tired, after a whole day of band, yeap, so decided to go home. but after that on the way back, i regret abit leh, its so rare that so many seniors come back. AHHH. haha. all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i guess im gonna complete my ss tmr. I HOPE I DO. i always end up having that " dont want to do hw" feeling. and i start slacking around. when will i ever ever sit still and do my hw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115081530475975860?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115081530475975860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115081530475975860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115081530475975860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115081530475975860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-make-me-fly-fly-so-high-into-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115073007506788206</id><published>2006-06-19T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:14:35.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;in a pool of stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115073007506788206?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115073007506788206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115073007506788206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115073007506788206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115073007506788206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-pool-of-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10942372.post-115070710782515089</id><published>2006-06-19T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:51:47.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ding-a-ling-a-ling.&lt;br /&gt;haha. that's the name of an icecream in swensens. but anw, NEW LAYOUT :)&lt;br /&gt;finally did a layout myself. and with some help from priscillalow too :D im satisfied, and i wont change my layout til i get dissatified. GOT SUCH A WORD? or is it unsatisfied? i think its unsatisfied. yeap. i really dont feel like doing ss leh. it makes me... feel... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNOYED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and i think i wont jog 1-3-5 anymore, feel lazy again. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10942372-115070710782515089?l=priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/feeds/115070710782515089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10942372&amp;postID=115070710782515089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115070710782515089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10942372/posts/default/115070710782515089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priscilla-jiayi.blogspot.com/2006/06/ding-ling-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>priscilla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
