<?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-6678901495638927550</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:09:41.048+08:00</updated><category term='it&apos;s not okay/'/><category term='no talk'/><category term='FREEDOM'/><category term='3 wishes'/><category term='stuck in the middle'/><category term='Model 997 (Carrera S) C:Yellow'/><category term='taken for granted'/><category term='can&apos;t bear to'/><category term='selfish.'/><category term='an unexpected surprise'/><category term='MnMs are NICE'/><category term='salt and vinegar.'/><category term='what&apos;s with me lately?'/><category term='crack'/><category term='old times'/><category term='Patty'/><category term='EOY....'/><category term='henderson wave'/><category term='loves'/><category term='Twilight ; Edward Cullen'/><category term='HAPPY NATIONAL DAY'/><category term='H1N1-.-'/><category term='that&apos;s me'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='the song that describes us . . .'/><category term='hope/ false.'/><category term='lost hope'/><category term='Greetings'/><category term='coincidence*'/><category term='quiz anybody ?'/><category term='nightmares'/><category term='Forks'/><category term='my ambition : to be a part of NRA.'/><category term='Escape.'/><category term='i&apos;m tripping all over'/><category term='to you'/><category term='5hours.'/><category term='Porsche 911'/><category term='what&apos;s the point of a clique'/><category term='anyone out there ?'/><category term='simple life is enough'/><category term='ton toro ramen'/><category term='GONNA BE OK.'/><category term='running tap'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='SAD'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='candle-light dinner'/><category term='no fruit juices'/><category term='million miles away'/><category term='changes around and within me'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='Winter.'/><category term='Just Dance.'/><category term='you looked right through me'/><category term='Just Dance'/><category term='selfish dumbshyt'/><category term='4th Decmber. Tuesday. 7.40pm'/><category term='irritating?'/><category term='6th Spetember 2008'/><category term='run run run...'/><category term='3 December. Monday. 11pm'/><category term='insomnia.'/><category term='New Classic'/><category term='confused. tired.'/><category term='soft drinks'/><category term='irritated.'/><category term='vulnerable/'/><category term='Changing is a part of life'/><title type='text'>thestupidfreak</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Patty ;D</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>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-5486654695446929563</id><published>2009-09-02T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:55:40.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='million miles away'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;good day my friends, people are getting sick easily these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;takecare!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today's reading was alright i guess? luckily it was about dogs, if not I'll fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kewei and Wenjie were very bad. Ms Quah showed us a video on pedigree dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2 dogs had a disease whereby their brain is bigger than their head size, and they act weirdly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;like scratching here and there, whining and can't even stand up.&lt;br /&gt;there i heard, both of them laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;like, one of the dogs was put to sleep cause it is suffering alot and there's nothing the doctors could do, the other went for a surgery. they just kept laughing all the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the next story was about a German Shepard, its hind legs were shorter than the rest of its breed.&lt;br /&gt;i heard laughing again! don't you think they should at least respect the dogs or even the people caring about the dogs? what if the dog suffering turned into either one of them? i don't think that they'll be feeling good about people laughing at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okays, let's not talk about it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chinese and english is like nothing much. i like chinese though, i like to disturb WAI MENG!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, he's damn cute. I'll draw on his books and have an elbow fight with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chemistry, not bad too. Mr Cheng always disturb people in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SS, i totally flunked it. i really meant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so going to fail combined humanities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i experienced the worst feeling today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;hope you feel happy, and be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;lastly, please takecare of yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5486654695446929563?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5486654695446929563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5486654695446929563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5486654695446929563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5486654695446929563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-day-my-friends-people-are-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4830046902866725434</id><published>2009-08-23T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:24:29.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wa, i'm officially sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;how great, and i have to eat disgusting medicine again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so easy for me to get sick and so difficult to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;had flu, cough and fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;but the fever is gone, now is the worst part, flu and cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;rotted at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;slept at 5pm woke up at 7pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;didn't feel any better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;did English homework and now blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIE LING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sorry that the celebration was not very fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;we'll make it up to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4830046902866725434?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4830046902866725434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4830046902866725434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4830046902866725434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4830046902866725434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/08/wa-im-officially-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3981771341388822858</id><published>2009-08-21T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:23:03.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;today was the farewell party for the Senior councilors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;everything seems to be so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the games were fun even though the weather didn't cooperate with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;had dinner and the mash potato was my fav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ran here and there, jumped here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;was super tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the performance in the hall was not good, to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;esp, Innocence part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and i'm getting sick! oh man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and it's FLU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hate it manz, crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that's the worst part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tmr had to go celebrate Jie Ling's birthday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3981771341388822858?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3981771341388822858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3981771341388822858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3981771341388822858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3981771341388822858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-farewell-party-for-senior.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6133209853613331329</id><published>2009-08-14T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:12:04.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost hope'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;ah gong, passed away on 10th August 2oo9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i witnessed him lose his breath, he was actually waiting for my ex-uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;he actually pulled through National Day, everyone thought he couldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;he loves to watch National Day parade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;we could hear the fireworks in the ward, but he couldn't, he is in coma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my ex-uncle came to see him the following day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;then with his 2 last breaths, he's gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i hurried to look her a nurse, the service was damn slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just nice Laura came and she went to find everyone and coincidentally, they were on the way to the ward too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;almost everyone broke down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;stayed at the hospital for a little while more and some of us went home to prepare the funeral stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i rmb those times when i was very small, i'll always sit beside you in the car when you picked me up from school. i would always be very happy to touch the gear shift cause i was very curious about the thingy. i would always put my hand on the stick and he would put his hand on mine and change the gear. you will also ask me to help you massage, and i would, when i was small but now, i wouldn't. i also rmb that time when i found an envelope on top of the cupboard with money inside. i showed it to ah ma, and it was your own personal savings and you were so shocked when i found it. well, i would always climb up and down when i was young.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;didn't go to school for Tues, Wed and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;during the funeral, got a step closer with my cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;ah ni jie jie, ah mei jie jie and Jia Qi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;didn't get to play mahjong, but it's also a good thing i guess cause they are like those mahjong pros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;got on a see-saw with Jia Qi. ask him what's his weight and he's like 10+ kg heavier than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;when i got on the other side, there was no difference, lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;today was the last day of the funeral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everyone cried, i was super sleepy on the way back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;had lunch, and went to Chinatown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;after that to the crematory again and collected ah gong's ashes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;missed dance investiture, wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;i'm losing confidence bit by bit each day, and my results are dropping tremendously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6133209853613331329?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6133209853613331329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6133209853613331329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6133209853613331329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6133209853613331329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah-gong-passed-away-on-10th-august-2oo9.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4999484396045874244</id><published>2009-08-08T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:45:49.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmares'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;woke up at 0854 and went back to sleep till 1114. during that period of time, had a dream, actually, nightmare. pillow flooded.even if so, i still laid on my bed till 1130, thinking and wondering.went on showering, drying my hair and tying it.followed by the half an hour search for my bag , zzz. i thought i was going to be late, but, i was wrong.Jazreel sms-ed me saying that she might be late so i thought i could take 195 instead of taking mrt. after a while, she texted me again saying that she's on the bus alr. so, i went on with the"take mrt" plan. reached tiong, yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;was intending to go to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while walking into the toilet*&lt;br /&gt;Patty &amp;amp; Jazreel: EH?&lt;br /&gt;Jazreel: eh hello, i couldn't recognise you sia, you look so different!&lt;br /&gt;Patty: i also can't recognise you! eh, you let down your hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yup, that was what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;travelled to orchard and went Wisma to get Jazreel's stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;first, went to Cotton On, love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;things there are cheap and nice, so, great deal people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;got my sandals, size 36!(15bucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went to the ____ shop and waited for Jazreel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;she was satisfied but didn't get the thing cause she wanted to look around first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;saw Kewei, Wei Chong and TAO at Wisma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i was super shocked when Jazreel like shouted to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i was so shy that i used the plastic bag to cover my face (WOW). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Kewei was like asking whose that (PATTY).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;he was shocked too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went our own ways and he said he's going to suan me to death on Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BRING IT ON MANZ! I'M NOT SCARED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went to ate Takoyaki at Taka B1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;chatted and blah blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;walked to Far east Plaza and shopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went to Max&amp;amp;More(another shop with great deals!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and bought a dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;walked around again and saw ALOT of things i like!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but i bit my lip, and just walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;had to walk ALL THE WAY back to Wisma to get Jazreel's stuff and some other things before going home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;when i reached home, ah ma asked me a very weird question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ah Ma: eh you got boyfriend right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Me:no lar! who tell you one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ah Ma: *remains silent and walks out of the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;zz, that's so lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;YOU, just simply left without saying a word, literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thanks alot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4999484396045874244?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4999484396045874244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4999484396045874244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4999484396045874244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4999484396045874244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-post-post-post-post-post-post-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-5338656155200215816</id><published>2009-07-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:53:36.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vulnerable/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great, we're the first batch of Student Councillors and the last bath of prefects.&lt;br /&gt;dance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prac&lt;/span&gt; is getting more and more tedious.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE bridge, it's the killer for me. Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; made us do and do and do, once with elbow.&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how "sour" your thighs will get, it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;i guess he's trying to train us to be stronger and stronger?&lt;br /&gt;more and more body aches. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mygosh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yangyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;laoshi&lt;/span&gt; also realised that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pracs&lt;/span&gt; are getting more and more tiring.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;dancers are getting more and more restless, and so are we.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i can really just get very irritated by those stupid answers some people give who are trying to get attention or be funny.&lt;br /&gt;when we're trying to make announcement, there will be buzzing around, then after that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; us asking what to bring or whatever again.&lt;br /&gt;to friends, please understand our responsibilities and please don't make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; difficult for us.&lt;br /&gt;hope that those "friends" would understand what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; cracking up bit by bit each day. i may seemed to be hyper at times, but, the other times, there's an empty space somewhere in my heart which could not be filled up and i don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5338656155200215816?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-6678901495638927550.post-3976706137644946937</id><published>2009-07-24T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:19:36.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old times'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okays, dance was super exhausting today. did all the basis stuff at first and then the "dance". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we kept dancing it continuously and it was like, BOOM. it's been a long time since i've danced till like that. was super late for class cause was sorting out the pictures and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;after that was Student Councilor's Hour. at first felt quite lost as it's like my first time. meeting was like till 3.40pm and had to draw blazer from the Prefects' Room. had to rush off to Tiong cause Rachakan and Natthawut had reached and called me. ran to the bus stop and finally 851 came.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chatted..... remembered.... and lastly, regretted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3976706137644946937?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3976706137644946937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1-.-'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE I BLOGGED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wow, almost a month man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;things happen and change, so yeah, now somethings have CHANGED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for good or for bad, up to you to decide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;new school term and it's kind of okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but going to school is super lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;had to separate our tables and chairs and guess what, i'm sitting at the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no one to entertain me and it is SOO BORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we even have to sit according to our classes during recess, like so kua zhang can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;since they so scared, come to school also like no life lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;weird things happening to me and kind o creepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;if you guys are truly friends, you guys would have understood our responsibilities and try not to make things difficult for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;getting more and more restless, mygosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-9105158785452201850</id><published>2009-06-23T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:57:01.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;completed all my homework except for F&amp;amp;N coursework part A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no extension for holiday which is ridiculous. they asked people to vote, 80+, 90% voted for an extension, but did they extend? NO. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is not good, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't want school to reopen! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holidays seemed so short.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance prac for 12hours from tmr onwards till saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday break and monday actual AYG performance.&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/6678901495638927550-9105158785452201850?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6678901495638927550.post-7677371999226574766</id><published>2009-06-10T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:45:28.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ton toro ramen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tuition. tuition. tuition, everyday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sometimes it's kind of fun but sometimes, it's NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;teaching him how to read English books are much easier than teaching him how to read Chinese books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;watched "The Conspiracy" today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Hannah Montana the Movie" is not bad too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the Ieluma* cinema SUCKS. it just totally blacked out half-way and simply continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the black out happened TWICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;met up with Lydia and ate dinner tgt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;talked and laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;like come on, don't have to text right infront of me uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't have to like tell the whole world actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know anything so shhh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess you simply don't give a damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;aiya, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7677371999226574766?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7677371999226574766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7677371999226574766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7677371999226574766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7677371999226574766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6001682069959191924</id><published>2009-06-07T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:54:20.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry that i misunderstood you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8864906164551522951</id><published>2009-06-07T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:29:59.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Classic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;THANKS EVERYONE FOR WISHING ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;(even though i'm blogging this like 2days after)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;this birthday is different from the ones i had in the past 2years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;no texts from you, you don't even know what present you so-called "gave" me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;had a talk, knew the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;yup, the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;this feels much more worse compared to the time when you're out of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;glass in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8864906164551522951?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8864906164551522951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8864906164551522951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8864906164551522951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8864906164551522951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-eveyone-for-wishing-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1489118779418097567</id><published>2009-05-29T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:45:09.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GONNA BE OK.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Dance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3-days camp is over!! the 2nd day was the most tiring thanks to the jumping and getting high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 1!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Dan didn't come, was super last minute and Lydia panicked. had to open dance studio early to air it or something like that. things to do: lead the whole dance team&lt;br /&gt;headcounts&lt;br /&gt;maintain discipline&lt;br /&gt;first thing when we got to dance studio, "sit in levels!". Mrs Lim talked to them for a while and we asked them to get in to their camp groupings. I was in group 1. we had to confiscate their phones and keep them in the cupboard so as to prevent them from using it unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;after confiscating, asked everyone to list down their own target, group target and come up with a group name. group 1 includes Celestine, Yu Xuan, Amira, Hui Yee and me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was super awkward at first but after awhile it became better and our group name is..... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt; (kinda lame but it's still cool!!) after all those names, getting to know each other session, we started dance prac. we did warm ups and this is the first time Lydia and I were leading the whole dance team cause usually Qiao Ting and Janel do that.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia was kind of nervous at first but htings got better and we did it, right Lydia?&lt;br /&gt;after warm ups, we did the new dance and a few times and across the floor, then it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;got to bond alot with the sec 3s and it was GREAT! seriously great. Cindy and I kept disturbing each other, hor Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;then it was make-up course. I HATE IT! although this year's course is better than the previous year one but still.... learnt the parts of the face and it's like.... okays, first we did eye-make up. it was crazy as we used blue and pink. after eye was the foundation (liquid type, so much better than powder). that's the easiest part, seriously, you'll just have to apply it equally on your face. then was the blusher, had to keep smiling when you apply it. then loose powder. lastly, the FAKE EYELASHES! that's the worst part for me. this would be the 2nd for me to so-called paste it on someone's eyelids or whatever. my partner: LYDIA TAN. Lydia was having a headache cause there was this presence of me when i;m trying to stick the fake things. finally got it on her eye lids.... BUT! her eyelids are stuck tgt cause there was too much glue. caused her to tear, SORRY!! the teacher came to her rescue and Lydia's eye was saved. it was Lydia's turn to paste the thing on me. guess what, the same thing happened but it wasn't as bad as what i did to her eye uh.&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHOREd.&lt;br /&gt;(luckily we didn't have to draw eyebrows, if not i'll become crayon shin chan.)&lt;br /&gt;cleared up and went to eat dinner with Lydia Tan. went to her house and get the hand cards for the next day's bonding game. her mum is simply cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Day 2!&lt;br /&gt;this day is the best day out of the 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;firstly we just get into groups and stuff, did warm ups and across the floor. danced the new dance and had no idea what to do next. Lydia suggested us to do AYG dance using the OLD song. when she said that, i heard her as the OWN song so i just played "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Just Dance&lt;/span&gt;". everyone was stunned and i had to idea why. so i asked them to get high.&lt;br /&gt;everyone started screaming and dancing and jumping and offing the lights. it was like clubbing manz!! super fun, was like damn high. then went for recess. recess was also kind of crazy. sprayed water at Cindy cause she bully me, LOL. then when i was walking to throw a rubbish, i felt a presence behind me and so i turned. it was Cindy and Liana with water in their hands! they're going to attack me!! so i went to hide behind Hong Meng. that strategy didn't work! so i ran very far away, lol.&lt;br /&gt;went up to e-music room for guitar lesson. the instructor had a nice voice. shared guitar and realised i'm not suitable for that instrument. my fingers are too small! it was damn difficult for me to press the strings. after that went back to dance studio. everyone ran cause Mrs Lim gave us 5mins and the 5mins was damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;went to hall for mass dance as the walk to Henderson Wave was cancelled. learnt the dance and danced tgt with 2 other performing arts, Band and Choir. the instructor then asked the whole dance team to go up on stage to dance ourselves. no one wants to be in front and thanks to Celestine, she pushed me in front and ta da. after that went down the stage and the other instructor showed us break dancing. after showing us, he explained what is b-boy and etc. he asked 3 people to go up on stage to try it, one from each CCA.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Celestine AGAIN, they sabo-ed me and that's super ps. then band sabo-ed Marcus Tan and choir was Jen How. all 3 people came from 3E4, LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that instructor demonstrated a stunt using tables and i was stunned. i just kept shaking my head and in the end we did lame lame dance moves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;went up on stage again and danced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;went back to dance studio. had nothing to do so we went "clubbing" again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then dismissed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;went to eat dinner with Lydia Tan, Qiu Ting, Dong Hoon, Jun Lin and Marcus Tan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today might be the worst day of the camp for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;had warm ups, across the floor and new dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to get money for Tracey and went to watch movie with Jazreel, Tracey and Marcus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went Henderson Wave slack and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;as a junior, you should respect your seniors and not being rude to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;since you hate dance so much, why not just get out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;why did you even join in the first place, it's just wasting everyone's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;you can even squat on the bench when you're eating, like what the hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;is it like your house? disgrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1489118779418097567?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1489118779418097567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1489118779418097567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1489118779418097567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1489118779418097567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-days-camp-is-over-2nd-day-was-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-769031965680517867</id><published>2009-05-21T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:25:07.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple life is enough'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okays, today was just like any other day. got back my Geography result, failed combine humanities thanks to that (by 2 marks!!!), very irritating one lor. okays, still don't know my F&amp;amp;N marks, will be knowing it on Monday. after school had meeting with Mrs Lim about dance inauguration. saw Tracey and Jazreel so went market with Lydia and Tracey. had crazy ideas and gave Cantona a cup of watermelon juice as his birthday present, LOL (Lydia's idea, my handwriting and Tracey's stapler) went HSS bus stop and saw Janel and Rafidah. Crapped around and Mr Chia came out of school. told him a joke and he modified it and made it funnier, LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what's going on uh? is it me or what. i really have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;me neglecting you? or what. problems are arising, i can see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;problems from all corners are coming towards me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wish that i knew,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-769031965680517867?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/769031965680517867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=769031965680517867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/769031965680517867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/769031965680517867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/05/okays-today-was-just-like-any-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8395008305124739312</id><published>2009-05-17T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:37:50.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;okays, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8395008305124739312?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8395008305124739312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8395008305124739312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8395008305124739312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8395008305124739312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/05/okays-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-2370976890047817306</id><published>2009-05-14T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:02:12.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FREEDOM'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;OH YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;exams are finally over, oh yeah! I'm FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;F&amp;amp;N paper, LOL. Mrs Lim was the invigilator. the paper was like okay uh, but I have no confidence. I was having difficulty to keep my eyes open while I'm writing. it's like I'm writing half way then my eyes will just close naturally which is like damn funny. then I just want to finish my paper fast and SLEEP and that was what I did, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had meeting with Mrs Lim and she said watching Jazreel do F&amp;amp;N paper was pure entertainment cause she will have a lot of expressions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sec 3 so-called camp and it was alright. we had da bao McFlurry as a snack! so cool right! went to eat dinner and waited damn long for MTHK. after that Dong Hoon (he's damn cute, like super innocent) came to join us. waited with Lydia for her dad and went kopitiam. waited for Dong Hoon to finish his dinner saw Huai Le, Yao Ren, Cantona and Darren and maybe some other people i couldn't rmb. went home with Tracey and MTHK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FREE, FREE, FREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lastly, I'm going to have my report book as my birthday present-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-2370976890047817306?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2370976890047817306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=2370976890047817306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2370976890047817306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2370976890047817306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yes-exams-are-finally-over-oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3487085394956466140</id><published>2009-05-08T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:58:20.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an unexpected surprise'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, 3 more papers till the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MYE&lt;/span&gt;. come on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;manz&lt;/span&gt;, just a few more steps and we're done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;English oral was totally screwed, TOTALLY. paper work was alright though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chinese, NO ORAL! yes! then paper 2 was quite difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Geography, was alright I hope. the map reading was confusing, someone even wrote beaches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Biology was GREAT, I mean without knowing my results. it was fun doing biology paper, hope my results are great too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Social&lt;/span&gt; Studies, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, a little above average I think, but not very confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;today had Maths paper2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so going to fail it, it was damn difficult&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3487085394956466140?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3487085394956466140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3487085394956466140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3487085394956466140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3487085394956466140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-3-more-papers-till-end-of-mye.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-9103529845230651019</id><published>2009-04-28T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:54:51.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYE is coming the day after tmr, and it's like, wooo, so fast manz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today we're the only class which had PE for today! it was super fun! first we wanted to play table tennis then we're like singing the stupid song of the channel 8 table tennis drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there was no space for 4 more players and we saw 4 badminton rackets, so YES! Vicnes and I were in a team, while Shu ting and Qian Nan one team. had alot of fun cause we all had funny poses while trying to hit the shuttlecock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the other 2/3 of the court, were the boys playing floorball. after 30mins of badminton and we exchanged, now it's our turn to play floorball and Shut ting's very excited. I was the goalie for our team, quite slack uh, but once people run towards you, you will start to panic. all the girls will be like fighting for the ball(includes screaming, squealing). it's kind of exciting uh, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chemistry was rather boring, nothing much. 3 periods some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATHS, the test... I only knew how to do 1 out of 3 questions, SAD! Mr Cheng also checked our Maths file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&amp;amp;N prac!! was super nervous manz. I even forgot to bring my recipe! asked Jeremy if he's got the key, but he doesn't so i ran all the way up to 4th level and looked for Adeline in the art room(w/ my apron on and i totally didn't realised it!), she also didn't not have the key, she said it's with Darius, in class 3E3, POA lesson. I was panting when i reached 3E3 and it's like embarrassing. finally got the class key and opened the door like rushing for last min flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sing Wai : "relax.. don't so kan chiong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patty : "I'VE GOT TEST LEH, HOW CAN NOT KAN CHIONG?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sing Wai : "okay okay, now you can kan chiong" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ran all the way down to the home econs room and luckily the test have not started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the prac test just went on and on, and TA DA, FINISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;reading was just crap uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was enjoying the souffle I made and I totally forgot that we're not supposed to eat outside the canteen until Mrs Ng told me! apologised and hurry kept it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went for lunch with Trac and Jaz. saw Kenley, Wei Chong, Hong Da, Teck Wee, a guy I don't know from 3E3 and TAO! that Kenley Chin disturb one lor, nothing to do. whatever I do he also comment, zz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;went home, was damn tired even though there was no dance prac today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-9103529845230651019?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/9103529845230651019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=9103529845230651019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9103529845230651019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9103529845230651019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/mye-is-coming-day-after-tmr-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1778211877637925836</id><published>2009-04-26T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:32:45.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crack'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;BAKED POTATO, ILIKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU? &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;IDON'TLIKE&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;WHAT DO I WANT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;IDON'TKNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I ONLY KNOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;IT WILL HAPPEN IN TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1778211877637925836?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1778211877637925836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1778211877637925836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1778211877637925836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1778211877637925836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/baked-potato-ilike-you-idontlike-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4668731531359889204</id><published>2009-04-24T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:44:08.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s the point of a clique'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;dance, dance and more dance. did alot of stretchings today. it was like, warm-ups, stretching, sit-ups and pumpings, take 5, 50 more pumpings(punishment) and more stretchings. the second session of stretching was worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;first was the back leg swing thing. he stretched us one by one. we're supposed to get our leg to touch our head from the back. I grabbed my ballet shoe and it nearly came off. secondly, we did a back thing, it was, in fact, the most uncomfortable stretching. we were supposed to lie flat on the ground with our legs on the bar and our hips against the wall. then he will come to you and push your leg all the way down to the ground beside your face, like a spider. we had to stay there for one song. when we recover, it was like, OUCH. thirdly, we did double attitude with the bar so it would be easier. then stretched again. grabbed legs from front, side and back. I can't do the back one, I only can do the side. didn't try front cause my leg was aching like shit since Tuesday. then listen to Mr Dan's lecture and end of dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;rushed through my sandwich, I practically stuff everything inside my mouth cause we're gonna be late! and my fruit punch was still 4/5 full when I threw it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;attended a presentation and there was this guy who is like very funny, kept laughing. dancers were beside the basketballers and just nice Yi Ren, Terence, 2 sec 1s and Jian De + his friend were sitting near us. they very noisy lor, what Tessa jie jie, Xiao Xian mei mei. damn lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then waited for Lydia Tan, Tracey Toh and Tan Jie Ling to come back. went Vivo after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the bus ride to Vivo was super unstable. saw Wei Qi and got onto the same bus. suddenly the bus just moved then I seriously just flew towards Wei Qi and the bus suddenly came to a halt and I flew to Lydia and I kept stepping on people's leg. then it was stable. there was these 2 kids standing infront of us. I accidentally heard guy A say" I didn't recognise you, I thought you would be taller" then I was like LOL, okays. then the bus suddenly moved and I stepped on Jun Jie's leg, he was like, msk msk msk. it's like I every time step on his leg one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then Vivo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;was crazy at first, took crazy pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;when we're going home, I suddenly rmb that I haven't return the dance studio key. so went all the way back just to return it. when I was going back, slept in the bus. didn't even realised I have reached the last stop, and a guy from outside of the bus was like knocking on the window to wake me up. damn embarrassed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4668731531359889204?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4668731531359889204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4668731531359889204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4668731531359889204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4668731531359889204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-dance-and-more-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7814035988903912454</id><published>2009-04-23T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:33:06.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope/ false.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;days are getting better but, don't think too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;lol, there is tension in the clique and I have no idea why, tried asking but, nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;what is the problem, I don't know. even Jie Ling felt the weirdness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;okays, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;summary rest was very rushy, written 154 words. it was damn messy lar, like first few sentences still okay, after that just scribbled through cause scared not enough time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;chinese, got 34/50, not very good. wished that I have gotten at least 40. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;recess, blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;geography, okay lar. went to the humanities room for the last 20mins. crapped inside and there will be an extra lesson on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;maths, did Mock Test 1 from last year's little red book, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;kept talking about songs and etc. F&amp;amp;N was damn sian! did theory in the room next door cause some students were having prac test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;after that, went to Mac and ate and chatted with Jazreel and Tracey cause Lydia went for tuition, Jie Ling went home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;bus-ed home when Tracey and she almost fell in the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7814035988903912454?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7814035988903912454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7814035988903912454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7814035988903912454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7814035988903912454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-are-getting-better-but-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4693028508059793043</id><published>2009-04-20T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:42:53.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;CHEMISTRY WORKBOOK IS SO DIFFICULT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;today, hmm.. not bad lar. Ms Park was being funny and we're laughing very loudly. had chinese test today, came up with a crappy zao ju, "gege ba didi something zhi le", big brother had alr controlled little brother. like what kind of sentence is that manz. chemistry... no comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;went to bio lab for experiment today, was okay lor. maths, see Mr Cheng again. finished cosine rule and ta da, finished that syllabus for MYE. aLife, Mr Cheng again. had to finish a thick worksheet one Resilience, but only a few pages uh so it's alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TRIED to rush home but that stupid bus came much later. took same bus as Willy, Wilson, Ke Wei and Yi Ren. Yi Ren crapped all the way from HSS bus stop to Commonwealth MRT station like, NON-STOP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;FINALLY, reached home and had tuition. no time for me to go swimming or whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;10more days till MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I want to find out about your birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4693028508059793043?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4693028508059793043/comments/default' title='Post 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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-6678901495638927550.post-421368349921904382</id><published>2009-04-19T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:29:59.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken for granted'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey everyone, played badminton with Huai Le, Lydia and Cantona today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;wasn't exactly VERY FUN but it was fun though, but I hate it when there's mosquitoes flying all around me. had 7 bites, damn irritating. kept having the urge to go swimming but no time. see tmr after tuition got alot of homework anot, if not then YES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmm, selfish people, true friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"friends are to be  used", I don't like this phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exams are coming soon, hope that it finishes fast too. simply can't wait for holidays to come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-421368349921904382?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/421368349921904382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=421368349921904382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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8.48am, thought of swimming but eventually went back to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;woke up at 11.48am and looked at my phone, "1new msg from lydia" and "1missed call from lydia" and panicked. called Lydia Tan back and hurried to prepare myself. reached library and met Lydia and Qiu Ting with her cousins. had BIG BIG problems with Indices, I practically hate it. so i moved on to F&amp;amp;N, revised little. went to eat KFC, damn hungry cause I didn't have breakf or eat anything at all. saw Jazreel and Sili tgt, Jazreel's got a new hair cut. went back to library and it was freaking cold. went to find cookbooks for the sake of F&amp;amp;N practical. borrowed a few books and it was damn heavy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went Tiong to get some stuff from Popular. bought a cool folder and saw the Chinese ver of Twilight and New Moon. bought sweet talk, and saw Yao Ren. saw Sebastian on 145 and continued the journey home with Celestine. talked to her about some stuffs and knew some other stuffs too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;lol, wish came true today? something happened. last thing, Lydia Tan kept laughing at me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1506484301384896984?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1506484301384896984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1506484301384896984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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roman;color:#000099;"&gt;heyhey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;thought that i would be like not talking for this whole day, but it didn't work that way. was wishing that Mr Dan didn't but i guess that wish didn't come true(alot of wishes didn't come true in my life, can't be too greedy.) but Mrs Lim and Ms Hasina didn't come, so Ms Park took over. did warm-ups, stretching, across the floor and stretching again. warm-ups were usual and did 40pumpings as punishment with Jazreel. Ms Park just sat at one small corner marking our english reflections. stretching also usual. across the floor did pirouette, jetes and double attitude. had to like swing and arch our back while splitting in the air. after across the floor, did partner stretching. and Mr Dan approached me, *DANG DANG DANG DANG* pushed me real hard, screamed and whacked his leg. Ms Park showed the "ohmygosh" face. END OF DANCE, had to stay for a while to lock up dance studio. Ms Park also waited for us, and she said i screamed like a baby being killed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;recess, something happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;the plan was to gather at the parade square before going up to the hall, but it doesn't seemed that way. so we gathered all dancers and lined them up into 2 first. had to wait quite long and yes, finally, we went in. it's INTERNATIONAL FRIENDSHIP DAY concert. learnt different cultures and Ms Goh's like damn cute. suddenly thought of AYLC, missed all the people in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;had Prefects' hour and it's like damn noisy manz. every now and then prefects had to be "reminded" to respect those fellow prefects who are presenting by keeping quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;after prefects' hour, went Tiong to eat Sakae Sushi. Lydia kept laughing at me, cause of some stupid stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;chased after 145.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5759399141463452635?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5759399141463452635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5759399141463452635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5759399141463452635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5759399141463452635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/heyhey-thought-that-i-would-be-like-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7521806889496663525</id><published>2009-04-16T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:33:00.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no talk'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;hello, today was... alright, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;recess duty was in a mess, thanks to those same old usual people. I guess Mr Fang isn't in a good mood today, nothing much to laugh about. Made muffins and Jazreel made cupcakes for F&amp;amp;N today. Ms Goh said this is the last practical we're gonna have before practical exam. the cupcake was kind of nice except for the bottom part, totally chao dar. muffins, you can't see if there's any chao dar cause it's chocolate muffin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;had difficulties carrying all of the things with only one hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm not looking forward to exams or anything after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;not in any mood to do anything, tmr there's dance, not looking forward to it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;URGH, so irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7521806889496663525?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7521806889496663525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7521806889496663525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7521806889496663525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7521806889496663525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8483302354308610459</id><published>2009-04-14T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:22:56.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m tripping all over'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;MY THUMBDRIVE FLEW OUT AND I HAD TO RUN FROM 3RD LEVEL TO THE 1ST LEVEL TO FIND IN AROUND THE GRASS PATCHES AND CONCRETE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;very bit of my hardwork is in it, I can't afford to lose it. I was swinging and swinging my thumbdrive and it just flew out of the cap. then I was like stunned for a few seconds and Jazreel was like what happened. Cindy, Jesline, Eunice they all were like hurry go down find so i ran down. I didn't know where to start looking, it's like very difficult to find a small thumbdrive in grass patches, it can like just camofluge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;but I was lucky! I actually found it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;after school was saddening, had to go home early cause I've got no where else to go. saw Jazreel's brother in the bus, LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what do you like to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8483302354308610459?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8483302354308610459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8483302354308610459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8483302354308610459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8483302354308610459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-thumbdrive-flew-out-and-i-had-to-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1699340423257146925</id><published>2009-04-06T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:41:23.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello everyone, i'm gonna post about Saturday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went out with Eunice Goh, Bugis Street. bought a gladiator and yup, it wasn't that bad after all. we went to watch Confessions Of A Shopaholic so we decided to go Cathay instead of GV. as you guys know, GV cost like 10 bucks whereas Cathay only 6bucks. got on the MRT, chatted and thought, it has been a long time since we've been to Marina Square and just nice the train said"City Hall". so i asked Eunice Goh if she wanted to go Marina and ta da, we got off the train, STUPIDLY. totally forgotten that Marina's cinema is GV, SO! the ticket cost us 10bucks each like zzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to the arcade over there to kill some time and we played this jungle game which is totally cool. i got so engrossed in the game until i accidentally whacked the cup of Starbucks Ice-blended Mocha down. and guess what? we continued playing and like ohmygosh here and there. after we died in the game, we cleared the mess up. after clearing the mess up, we went on to play another machine, the very old version of jurassic park. THAT'S LIKE CLASSIC MANZ, YOU CAN'T MISS IT. it was once in the old Tiong arcade and we used to play that but it had gone missing after the new arcade came. while Eunice was playing Para, there's this pair of father and daughter playing the other Para machine and it's like very heart-warming luh. secretly took a picture of it and the result? not bad you know, once i get my hands on the lost USB cable, i will immediately load it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went in for the movie and it was GREAT! it was super funny, esp the fan-dancing part. well, it was a great day and we caught up with each other, cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's been a super hard time finishing this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1699340423257146925?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1699340423257146925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1699340423257146925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1699340423257146925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1699340423257146925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-everyone-im-gonna-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4009457152943429124</id><published>2009-04-02T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:53:58.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no fruit juices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft drinks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Hello. didn't attend school today. woke up in the morning feeling nausea and my stomach hurts. went to see doctor and he said i'm having indigestion, wow. watched tv and nothing much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is such a short post.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4009457152943429124?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4009457152943429124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4009457152943429124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4009457152943429124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4009457152943429124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1558879356980110772</id><published>2009-03-31T21:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:37:07.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;irresponsible, forgetful. those are not aspects of becoming a good leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1558879356980110772?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1558879356980110772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1558879356980110772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1558879356980110772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1558879356980110772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/irresponsible-forgetful.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1364930988978393186</id><published>2009-03-30T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:32:23.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hihi! English Group: KUNGFOOL PANDA. LOL, name created by Jazreel Ng. the drawing of our panda is like a grizzly bear instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mrs Low isn't going to teach us maths for this WHOLE term! and the relief maths teacher is Mr Cheng=Form Teacher=Chemistry Teacher, lol. wonder how will his teaching  method be like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's chemistry test tmr! on chemical bonding, zzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;aLife programme was like totally sick, only on the graphical part. guys were like laughing and girls, i'm not very sure. but Jiaxi, HuiQi and Adeline behind with me were like.. speechless. was like rushing F&amp;amp;N coursework and it is not going very well. i'm like stuck somewhere, and unable to continue so now i'm like blogging. there's dance tmr, wonder if Mr Dan is like even coming lor. went for F&amp;amp;N consultation today and it did help a little, after that went to eat dinner with Tao and Jazreel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CHEER UP MY BELOVED MAPLE, EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;QK, YOUR HAND BETTER RECOVER ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ADDICTED TO INSOMNIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-------Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1364930988978393186?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1364930988978393186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1364930988978393186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1364930988978393186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1364930988978393186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/hihi-english-group-kungfool-panda.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8277297803122744083</id><published>2009-03-28T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:24:57.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candle-light dinner'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YAY. tuition teacher didn't come today, but she's coming tmr, lol. i MIGHT get a new handphone tmr, MIGHT if my mum don't back out on her word. went to have dinner with Maple Tan at Holland Village. the atmosphere there was very tense like people kept looking at us and the lights were very dim. then we talked and talked. after we ate, we lack of money, LOL. damn ps, Maple was like panic then i acted calm. called my dad and after paying, we went to Pet Lovers Centre and saw many cute little puppies! went to slack at the bus stop and Maple played a BIG BIG prank on me, that shocked me big time. then talk talk and went home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do Re Mi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8277297803122744083?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8277297803122744083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8277297803122744083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8277297803122744083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8277297803122744083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-2698463494698468810</id><published>2009-03-27T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:29:55.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;okays, The Unborn was very scary. it's like those shocking kind, then it's like the face quite disturbing one lor. there's this old man, his head turned 360degree and started chasing the old woman who is the female lead's grandma. quite a few disturbing scenes, not just that. Tracey Toh screamed very loudly. Lydia Tan don't dare to uncover her eyes. Val Chan was covering her face with a bag. eventually, they left the movie earlier and Jazreel came to sit with me. jumped a few times and it's like WOAH. had deja vu in the middle of the movie and i was very stunned.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;after the movie when we were walking out of the theatre, there's this guy making a very funny sound and he's like grr... then i turned back and look at him and he pretended nothing happened, so lame! rushed to the toilet and shared cubicle with Jazreel Ng and Val Chan and just when i got out of the cubicle, i got shocked by Marcus Tan(unintentionally). went to settle the money and it was DAMN confusing, someone said, " i should have taken POA as my elective". after all the LIVELY discussion, Tracey Toh generously gave 3 bucks in and everything's settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bad mood and good mood, hmm???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-2698463494698468810?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2698463494698468810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=2698463494698468810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2698463494698468810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2698463494698468810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/okays-unborn-was-very-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4253686583107263334</id><published>2009-03-26T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:01:33.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;my mood today wasn't very good. went for duty as usual and finally, today i shouted at the sec 2s who were not showing respect for prefects, they actually listened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Maths today was kind of fun cause had the memorise formula test and Mrs Low called people out to write on the board. laughed, laughed and laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Geography, kwan ting was being irritating. the class talked about the incident that happened at ECP, zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;F&amp;amp;N, super lots of things to do! it's like the most difficult subject among all the electives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;went to eat with Lydia Tan. saw some Bollywood action opposite market. Police came and they went on the police car.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;things are like upside down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the movie thing is so screwed. i mean like, out of 15 people i text only 3 or 4 replied. okays, like that nvm. until now things aren't settled yet. tmr still got PTI, Prefects' Hour and other last-min stuff coming out, RANDOMLY. super pek chek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;people are changing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4253686583107263334?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4253686583107263334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4253686583107263334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4253686583107263334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4253686583107263334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mood-today-wasnt-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7514145382336116737</id><published>2009-03-19T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:48:50.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coincidence*'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;combined dance practice wasn't as tiring, stressful and.... TIRING. it was pretty fun i should say. got 2 blisters on my leg and the ribbon thingy was really fun! Jie Ling and Jazreel kept laughing and the guys cause their movements are like "nu zai hen mang" and farmers -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;there's this indian girl in front of Shena and me. she kept doing the wrong things then both Shena and me can't tolerate her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;super sleepy lor. kept sleeping in the bus these 2 days, super un-glam but WHO CARES! people tired ma, then sleep lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;something happened miraculously today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tmr's class gathering! ton, ton, ton, ton.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7514145382336116737?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7514145382336116737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7514145382336116737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7514145382336116737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7514145382336116737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/combined-dance-practice-wasnt-as-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-151265347473821241</id><published>2009-03-17T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:33:48.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salt and vinegar.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hmm, woke up at 12 plus. i've planned to do all my paperwork today and guess what, nothing was done-.- so lame uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;tmr will be a tiring and stressful day. had to wake up at 5, eat breakf with girls at 6.15 then off we go to school. from school, the journey to hell begins one we reach HCI. we were told to wear black leotard, dance tee and tights. i'm like thinking, if we were to wear dance tee for practice and dance, what's the point of wearing leotard? the training will end at 3. then back to school and we're OFF. the routine will continue till friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i wonder how the class gathering will be like on friday, hope it will be fun or very fun. i wonder who's tonning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-151265347473821241?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/151265347473821241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=151265347473821241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/151265347473821241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/151265347473821241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-woke-up-at-12-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7794779995249139584</id><published>2009-03-16T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:52:30.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ytd was fun luh, although i fell down twice but yeah. 11 bruises and a few scratches. it rained like super heavily when we cycled back and my mum kept calling and calling no-stop. bloody irritating, so i have to stop and answer her call. GREAT, and she kept nagging and thinks she so great. so what if she predicted correctly? talk so much also wet alr right. said damn loads of vulgarities. but i had fun lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;currently i don't feel like talking. so yeah, i don't know and whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7794779995249139584?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7794779995249139584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7794779995249139584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7794779995249139584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7794779995249139584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/ytd-was-fun-luh-although-i-fell-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8359395005280557027</id><published>2009-03-14T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:09:26.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/Sbu6NrGPW8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/3unr14jRG0s/s1600-h/Disappointment_by_ihearshes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313044929483594690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/Sbu6NrGPW8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/3unr14jRG0s/s200/Disappointment_by_ihearshes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8359395005280557027?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8359395005280557027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8359395005280557027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8359395005280557027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8359395005280557027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/Sbu6NrGPW8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/3unr14jRG0s/s72-c/Disappointment_by_ihearshes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-8455186921583083563</id><published>2009-03-14T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:03:52.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;HEY. went for a hair cut today! dreamt of_____ which was like super random lar, but whatever. went to Shu Ting's house after that. was supposed to do maths homework, but...... LOL/ went to Great World to play and eat dinner. went home and saw Mr Cheng coming out of the school gate. he asked us what we're doing. then i said i went to Shu Ting's house to study then went to Great World. then he replied "who will believe you" -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;there was a couple in the bus and they were like kissing and doing "stuffs" and it's like sooo......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ANYWAY, JAZREEL, I WON THE BET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8455186921583083563?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8455186921583083563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8455186921583083563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8455186921583083563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8455186921583083563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-278023874820635298</id><published>2009-03-13T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:56:18.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MnMs are NICE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;today was like a bit frustrating but overall okay lar. dance was.... mostly about the techniques and had a new dancer. had a bet with Jazreel and i'm so gonna win! well, knew something which i don't know whether it's true anot. went out with Maple and Lydia after school. LOL, right Maple?! looking forward to Sunday, hope it doesn't rain or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-278023874820635298?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/278023874820635298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=278023874820635298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/278023874820635298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/278023874820635298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-like-bit-frustrating-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-206531595590073974</id><published>2009-03-10T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:48:59.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today is a HAPPY day! PE was like super fun lar, although did the running and all but still better than being stuck in school. ran from HSS to tiong park. girls are supposed to like try out the physical stations for like 10 mins but we like just rest. the guys got punished and i have no idea why. then they're supposed to do the monkey bar, parallel bar thing and the jump over thing. after they finished the stations, we ran back to school and rest for like 5mins. wen back to class and had Chemistry lessons. sat with Poh Kiat and we talked about flips and stretchings(err, okays...) half way through the lesson, Shut Ting just stood up and walked to the front and threw rubbish. Mr Cheng was like stun and he stopped teaching, then the class was super quiet. then we all laughed, damn funny. Mr Cheng said he thoguth Shu Ting was possessed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Did "sai kang" for Ms Evelyn Wu cause__________, and we finished everything(claps). Speech Day, duties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-206531595590073974?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/206531595590073974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=206531595590073974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/206531595590073974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/206531595590073974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-happy-day-pe-was-like-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4522317977590305957</id><published>2009-03-09T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:04:42.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4522317977590305957?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4522317977590305957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4522317977590305957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4522317977590305957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4522317977590305957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinks-far-with-vision.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3904533387574279983</id><published>2009-03-09T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:00:13.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my posts are not like all sad sad one okays, just like these few days my mood is not so like, high spirited. but i believe that probably the next few days or even weeks, things will get at least a little bit better. stupid lar, trying to act like a counsellor only lor. but did help though, thanks, i guess. you wouldn't understand what it feels like to be like stepped on but thanks, i appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3904533387574279983?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3904533387574279983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3904533387574279983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3904533387574279983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3904533387574279983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-posts-are-not-like-all-sad-sad-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-2759520744368901558</id><published>2009-03-09T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:40:30.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes around and within me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999999;"&gt;today might just be the suckiest day in this week though it might just be Monday but still. kind of braindead now, can't really type properly. i'm getting more and more vulnerable and i dont like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999999;"&gt;today im feeling very unhappy and moodless, that's all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-2759520744368901558?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2759520744368901558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=2759520744368901558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2759520744368901558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2759520744368901558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-might-just-be-suckiest-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6843758994777649144</id><published>2009-03-07T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:41:33.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hey everyone. changed a new blogskin yo. my fav. uncle just passed away ytd night and i wasn't able to see him for the very last time. so, probably, this post is for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he's my fav. uncle ever. i mean i only have like 3 unlces in total. yeah. he diagnosed with kidney failure and had been having a hard time spending his time on a wheel chair for the past few years. last week, my mum received a call from my aunt and was informed that the doctor said that the viruses had gone into his heart. so it's like no cure anymore. he's like just waiting for the time to come. he said that he dreamt of my grandpa coming to take him away and also my eldest aunt(who passed away 2years ago) smiling at him. yeah, then he passed away ytd night. went to the funeral today, bought flowers and stuffs. my mum broke down when she saw his body, then i was like holding back. went NTUC to get food and drinks for the people coming for the funeral. Dionis and Darren came too. they are the children of my late uncle. they have a elder sister called Sharlene. Sharlene's in poly year 1, Dionis is going to be 15 on 21st March and lastly, Darren, taking his PSLE this year. all of them are very very filial. they don't eat chocolates and drink soft drinks cause their parents don't let them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this post is for my late uncle and his family. and for the last time, goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6843758994777649144?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6843758994777649144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6843758994777649144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6843758994777649144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6843758994777649144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4748710851818763025</id><published>2009-02-27T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:54:35.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s not okay/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY I'M BLOGGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;okays, i know it's a bit too late to talk about AYL'09 but i will still talk about it. the last day in Qiu Shi Experimental Middle School was the most heart-warming, and sad day. everyone was like crying and crying and crying non-stop during and after the farewell concert. the worst thing is when you made a very nice friend from China and you have to be separated and there's barely a way to contact. made quite a few friends from other countries(China and Indonesia). i miss all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i came back to Singapore, i had fever like so suay lar, lasted for almost 4 days. after that followed by cough, block nose, running nose and all viral attacks. missed school for like 1 whole week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now, STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4748710851818763025?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4748710851818763025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4748710851818763025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4748710851818763025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4748710851818763025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8644423733679356</id><published>2009-02-03T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:47:13.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5hours.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hi people, i'll be on my way to the airport in another next 5 more hours. yup, so fast uh. i'll be taking pictures and stuffs. so my next post will be full of pictures i guess. maths test today was horrible, seriously sucks. i bet i'll fail and get a single digit mark and Mrs Low will be announcing it to the whole wide world. Mr Cheng caught me dozing off in class today, oops! today's mood wasn't good, actually it's kind of bad, but whatever! SIA flight, haha. prayed hard to see_______ and it really did came true!! like miraculously, like so any days all never bump into. only until the last day in Singapore before i go for the trip and *KABO* it flew past me with a happy face. smiled brightly like the sun and have never felt so sweet. the longan water is soooo nice and sweet! haha, white watch rocks! right? DUH. FREAKY MONSTER!!! COCONUT!!! Fake(R)!! haha, different names everywhere for that thing that flew past me. Mr Cheng likes to shoot me, zzz. got my beanie today and i'm very happy!! it's a brown one. it's like very comfortable when i'm wearing it. maple went to Queensway with me and it's like, i' feeling super duper hungry then. but maple can't eat with me cause she has to go home and eat. thanks anyway dude!@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's all folks! BYE EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8644423733679356?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8644423733679356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8644423733679356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8644423733679356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8644423733679356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-people-ill-be-on-my-way-to-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6299700493963297295</id><published>2009-02-02T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:53:43.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Dance.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello to all readers, this will probably be my second last or last post before i leave for china Asian Youth Leadership Convention. It will be damn cold over there and the worst thing is that we will miss a super lot of lessons!! we can't afford to but what we can do is to just study on our own. "BEWARE OF PICKPOCKETS" that's what alot of people would warn us about. uh huh, i was totally at lost when i was packing my luggage. First time to a country that is in the winter season. Must remember to bring moisturisers if not die uh. Hope to have a good experience there and come back with smiles and not tears. I will miss alot of my shows! Urgh, nevermind lar. I think i will just stop here and yup, post tmr again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;toodles! (JUST DANCE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6299700493963297295?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6299700493963297295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6299700493963297295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6299700493963297295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6299700493963297295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-to-all-readers-this-will-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6718737531894240206</id><published>2009-01-29T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:04:13.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heyhey, it had been long since i've blogged manz. DEAD BLOG! CNY at Tracey's house was a blast! took ALOT of pictures and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRACEY! you are officially 15 NOW! 1 more year to your NC 16 movies! brown contacts are so cooooooool! Lydia and Jie Ling has got to study for their test tmr. Life is hard on them now, they hardly have time for play. but one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sentence for you guys,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"WORK HARD AND PLAY HARDER. we will be there for you guys if you need us though we can't help you solve your math questions."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yup, you guys can do it and we all believe in that. had F&amp;amp;N test today which was.... kind of alright i guess. ate agar agar made by Jeremy. hung out with Tracey, Huai Le and Daniel after lessons. found out something that's really bad......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jazreel told me a very sensible thing ytd, se said "if shoe laces can make our blouse/shirts neat, WHY NOT? i mean it's like, the main point of tucking our shirts/blouses are to make our uniform more neat right, so shoe laces can actually help! seeing people tucking out their shirts/blouses are so not nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6718737531894240206?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6718737531894240206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6718737531894240206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6718737531894240206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6718737531894240206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyhey-it-had-been-long-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1233628436823808871</id><published>2009-01-12T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:30:51.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patty'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hey hey hey ! finally able to post, didn't use comp for the past like ... 10 days or more? but i'm back, so lame. okays, still trying to adapt to Sec 3life and .... it's not doing VERY well. actually it's okay lar, not that bad. maybe until like the middle of Sec 3 then it will be very tough. but now we alr have homeworks etc. we have to wear leotards for dance! OH NO, that will be... weird, everyone will be like err... LOL. Now i'm sitting with this china guy called Yun Fei and... whatever lar, it's okay. it will be over soon. there will be health checkup tmr i guess, hmm... i hope that they will just check our eyesight. lesson ended at 2 today. super sleepy can, it's like i can hardly open my eyes. but i still tried to pay attention, like really lor. i tried super hard and managed to hang on through the day. Qiannan asked me a question that shocked me quite hard. "why you today so quiet, so not like your normal &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;self&lt;/span&gt;, i thought you very noisy one". then i laughed super loudly, that hyped me up. so it's was kind of alright afterwards. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*iknowsomethingsomething*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; played give me tempo 1,2 go outside the toilet, damn funny. i love the Jazreel WOO! part, that's the best part manz. gotta bring passport tmr and meet Mr Vincent Chia. went to canteen and set off to the market for lunch. after eating we also played that favourite game and Jazreel and i went back to school. Tessa and Tracey came back too and we all went to school library. when the library closed ,we went to BM library and did stupid stuffs and did our homework. OHNO! i dirtied my tie and i forgot to wash it! sorry people , now i'm going to wash my tie clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1233628436823808871?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1233628436823808871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1233628436823808871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1233628436823808871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1233628436823808871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-hey-hey-finally-able-to-post-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4004298553032314786</id><published>2009-01-04T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:56:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999999;"&gt;made a new specs , hmm.... tmr there's school , still not used to it yet . like duh , only had school for one day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4004298553032314786?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4004298553032314786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4004298553032314786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4004298553032314786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4004298553032314786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/01/made-new-specs-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3316350450086462167</id><published>2009-01-02T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:49:16.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run run run...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL , wasn't as bad as i thought it would be , which is a good thing (DUH). Form teacher : Mr Alan Cheng . my impression of him is quite good actually and he'll be my chemistry teacher. first day just ended like that . the new principal likes 3 words : "Ladies and Gentlemen" . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3316350450086462167?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3316350450086462167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3316350450086462167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3316350450086462167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3316350450086462167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-wasnt-as-bad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7700236264215524600</id><published>2008-12-26T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:36:51.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okays , today was fun fun fun ! went to sentosa and became a cooked carrot . i'm red , warm and still warm . swarm here and there and saw fishes jumping out of water . damn cool can . stepped on yucky slimy stuff which i think is seaweed or something . played until 2 plus and went to shower . then took the tram to monorail station and went vivo for a movie . bought a popcorn combo and received a MEGA BOTTLE , damn cute one . watched YES MAN , it's a pretty awesome movie yo . had a little chat with Mr Law and Dhurkesh on the journey home . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7700236264215524600?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7700236264215524600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7700236264215524600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7700236264215524600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7700236264215524600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/okays-today-was-fun-fun-fun-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-5836551636099272745</id><published>2008-12-23T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:33:29.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ambition : to be a part of NRA.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;had dance BBQ ytd , was alright . took a super long time to start the fire . luckily Geoffrey came to our rescue . actually is they owe us one , they borrowed our scissors and so they help us with the fire .i LOVE the crab sticks and the satay ! probably the best i've ever tasted . yum yum . but didn't get to ride a bike though , so sad uh . all the rental shops were closing , unless we rent it for over night cycling which is totally out of question . at least had quite alot of fun . also had a FUN ride home , thanks to Lydia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;went to danzation and it's totally cool .i've never seen anything like that in Singapore. if only MDC could be like that . that would be AWESOME . after watching danzation 08 , my passion for dance has increased . one part of the concert was touching , "daddy , can i have one last dance?" . it was the very first time for me to tear while watching a dance and i think it would be the last too . i love the funk too , so cute ! saw alot of familiar faces too . simply engrossed in the whole dance concert . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5836551636099272745?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5836551636099272745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5836551636099272745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5836551636099272745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5836551636099272745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-dance-bbq-ytd-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4953671824267478050</id><published>2008-12-19T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:26:33.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused. tired.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;back from camp ! the fun-est camp i've ever been to . i do NOT regret attending this although we have to get up early . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;met up with Maple at the bus stop and bus-ed to BM Mac tgt and ate breakf with Lydia . after we finished eating , walked to school , duh . assemble at the canteen and got our room keys . we got class 2e2 , which wouldn't be 2e2 anymore . packed our stuff and went to AVT for briefing . disappointed Mr Chia . after briefing went to Speech and Drama room . we got to know the facilitators for the next 3days and 2 nights . played with shoes and had lessons . lunch . then had more games and lessons and dinner time!today is the fun-est . made friends with WeiJian and Geoffrey , they are funny . made our very own "WAVE" and Maple laugh until she sat on the floor and tears came out ! today was more about lessons and planning of stuff . at night was the 2 night activities conducted by 2 teams . GOOD JOB i can say . supper and shower time ! night chat with Lydia and slept around 1 plus . Geoffery kept borrowing facial wash from me , zzz .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DAY 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's our team to conduct the night activity today ! Wei Jian and Geoffrey kept saying i like throwing the incents all over the ground like that , zzz . im one of the leaders helping out the so-called sec 1s . tried to encourage , maintain the enthusiasm and get them MORE enthusiastic . like Mr Alvin said , 200% . ran here and there , cheered and stuff . debrief at the NE Square and went back to Speech and Drama room . being the last team has it's advantages , so yeah . thanks Mr Alvin for "complimenting" me too . asked me to stand up and said these few phrases ' short - legs still can run ' , ' so small size still can be so loud ' . thanks for using me as one of example . best night chat ever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DAY 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;woke up at 5.45 and went back to sleep and woke up at 6.09 am . felt like vomiting and idk why . brushed my teeth , wash up and changed into uniform and prepare for the Sec 1 Registration . had to wear blazer , it's super warm can . then most of the parents had arrived and i started doodling on the paper cause my class left with 1 more student (that's not an excuse) and Kimberly came over and wrote "PREFECTS ROCKS!" after that i they say break so Maple and i went up to the hall for air con . started talking and suddenly Mr Chia asked us to stack the chairs and stuff . blah blah blah , went for lunch and we only have got 1 hour or even lesser . rush here and there . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lastly , we'll make the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4953671824267478050?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4953671824267478050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4953671824267478050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4953671824267478050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4953671824267478050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-camp-fun-est-camp-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8342885743567471716</id><published>2008-12-15T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:31:50.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i was shocked when i saw my mum beside me in the middle of the night . her hair was covering her face , like the ghosts in the Haunted House II , zzz . 25 bucks in my pocket and i used almost half of it . first time going Lot 1 and shop . Saw pros at the arcade (DDR and the drum thingy) and a freak . Laura (cousin) was with me , tgt with her ... friend . tmr there's dance and yeah , wondering if the "thing" is still in the ceiling .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;there's something wrong with my phone or the dumb connection ! i can't send out texts ! that's sooooo frustrating !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;feeling very sian .... when can i watch the movie?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8342885743567471716?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8342885743567471716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8342885743567471716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8342885743567471716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8342885743567471716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-shocked-when-i-saw-my-mum-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6590891575323479513</id><published>2008-12-14T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:21:55.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escape.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Viking , Flipper , Haunted House II , Wet &amp;amp; Wild , Family Coaster , Superman , i conquer them all !!! YES! i'm not a scardy cat anymore , i conquered my fears !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;now i'm feeling kinda dizzy , like i'm still on a ride.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm cold... very .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6590891575323479513?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6590891575323479513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6590891575323479513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6590891575323479513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6590891575323479513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/viking-flipper-haunted-house-ii-wet.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6939820384393707740</id><published>2008-12-11T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:43:37.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model 997 (Carrera S) C:Yellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porsche 911'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;went out with Maple , Caroline and Jazreel ytd . yep , had a great time yo ! Jazreel and Maple wanted to skate while Caroline and i wanted to cycle . so Caroline and i tried the 2-man-bike . first i sat on the front seat and tried to control but i suck at it (Jazreel and Maple was at the back laughing -.-) so Caroline tried the front seat and she couldn't make it . Maple tried to be on the front seat too and she also can't make it , haha . so Jazreel and i rented a 2 -man - bike or whatever it's called while Maple and Caroline each took a single bike . cycled to Bedok Jetty and saw Victor with his 2 other friends , fishing . then cycled to this roadside stall and Maple and Caroline bought ice-cream . we sat down and talked for a while . continued to cycle then returned our bikes . went to arcade and played DDR and time crisis and the beat thingy . took a viking ride and .... nvm , went tiong and ate subway with Jazreel . subway is one of my fav. foods ! ate a 9 inch sub (6inch plus one i shared half with Jazreel) . idk why i could that much too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;( exchanged phone with Jazreel )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6939820384393707740?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6939820384393707740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6939820384393707740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6939820384393707740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6939820384393707740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-out-with-maple-caroline-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4837550774224710590</id><published>2008-12-08T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:22:54.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hey people , the weather now around my area is like super cold manz . it's like damn windy and stuff . yup , there's dance tmr . hmm , kinda happy i guess . miss dance practice but i doubt i would be able to wake up early in the morning . unless.... i dont sleep at night and just straight away go for breakfast and then dance practice . that's stupid though .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i watching a new anime , Ouran High School Host Club . it's damn funny and nice . thanks for recommending it to me !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4837550774224710590?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4837550774224710590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4837550774224710590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4837550774224710590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4837550774224710590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-people-weather-now-around-my-area.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7541137912259817311</id><published>2008-12-07T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:43:24.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritated.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;slept at 4am ytd night / morning . getting all warmed hiding under the blanket for a very long period of time while smsing and listening to the radio . stopped smsing around 3.30am and still can't sleep , played with myself until 4am and finally feeling tired . woke up at 12.30 and showered . went to my grandma's house unwillingly . felt not right for the whole day today , like i have no soul or something . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sometimes i feel that people kept lying to me and dumb . like as if , i'm just a dumb retard that goes around annoying people . i guess i'm replaceable or easily replaced . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7541137912259817311?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7541137912259817311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7541137912259817311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7541137912259817311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7541137912259817311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/slept-at-4am-ytd-night-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6555250287383094310</id><published>2008-12-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:18:35.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey everyone , i'm back . how great is that ? hmm , not very great actually . if i were to stay there longer , i might just like it over there . the weather is nice , the hotel is nice and the people are rather nice too . the best part is , i don't have to worry about anything personal over there . like it's a big stone off my shoulders for a while . since i'm back , i'm just gonna live on and die when it's time , y.a.y . i totally wasted my time at Mong Kok's Women's Street . didn't buy&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt; but got aching all around my legs , zzz . i hate that stupid guy that's like ordering us what to do in TVB . he's like , smile more , smile wider , smile here , smile there . like for goodness sake manz , we're smiling our mouths off and it's not enough ?! but anyways , i like our dance instructor . she's very nice and cute too (though she's got a explosion like hairstyle) . there was this tiny cute little girl who is awesomely cute , and i mean it when i say cute . like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SUPER DUPER CUTE&lt;/span&gt; . can say she's the cutest kid i've ever seen . our rooms are superb , the beds are super comfortable . i saw alot of nice stuffs in Disneyland !! but i save most of the money cause Ms Nic say hat we'll be going to shop at night . &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i love Donald Duck and Daisy Duck !&lt;/span&gt; they're adorable !!! but didn't get to take pictures with them cause there's too many people queueing up . we went to sit the indoor roller-coaster . at first i sat with Caroline and both of us were like holding each other's hands . damn funny , we booked the whole roller-coaster . yup , it was totally dark at first , dark as in really can't your hands if they're like in front of you . when it got faster and more violent , Caroline and i were like sticking of heads facing down tgt . &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we're like screaming our lungs out&lt;/span&gt; , it WAS cool . when we got out of the roller-coaster , i can't stand properly but got steady in the end . the ride was addictive so we went up for the second time . this time , we exchanged partners . i sat with Maple , yup , Maple . she was practically lying on me throughout the ride . she screamed hard too , yep . when we got back to the hotel to change after spending time at Disneyland , i've got blisters . so i decided to wear slippers with 2 ugly plasters on my toes . we reached Mong Kok and it is crowded manz . while we're walking , i've got a small splinter in my foot , zzz . pulled it out and continued walking . walked and walked and walked and walked . the hoodie is like&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; $50 sing dollars&lt;/span&gt; so i didn't buy . saw Maple and Yuwen so we walked tgt . we nearly got lost , zzz . but Yuwen the monster was able to call Zhi Hui and ask them to hurry . we saw this guy lying in the middle of the street with his legs and hands tangled all over his head and body . &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;super flexibility !&lt;/span&gt; but it's creepy though . ordered pizza at night and ate it tgt with the others . woke up at 11 the next morning and found Caroline sleeping by my side . sounds wrong , zzz . the flight back was fun , yup . had pillow fight and stuff . &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Caroline doesn't know how to eat ice-cream !&lt;/span&gt; i dropped my ice-cream on Daniel , oops . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;went out with Lydia today !! went bugis street and on the way , we talked about the lawyer that got killed by some dumb terrorist . they will have retribution , this is karma . went shopping and bought 2 shirts . one of the shirts is called the&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; "white cow"&lt;/span&gt; shirt , lol . that's what the woman shouted to the guy when he's getting a new one for me . saw a few pairs of slippers a like and alot of shirts i like but didn't get them cause i'm not rich ya know . went to bugis junction and bought movie tickets for the movie &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bolt&lt;/span&gt; . when to eat ice-cream and looked at some electronic stuff . we went to the arcade and played stacker and the grabbing of plushies . i nearly got my ghost plushie if it wasn't for the stupid board that kept getting in the way . went to watch Bolt . it was damn scary in the theatre , really very scary . i can't see if there's anyone sitting beside me . it's total darkness ,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; TOTAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DARKNESS&lt;/span&gt; . when we sat down , Twilight's trailer came out . like just in time , i thought i had missed it . it was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FREEZING&lt;/span&gt; inside the theatre , like winter . it's worst than Hong Kong i can say . the worst thing is that i was wearing shorts and t-shirt only ! i've forgotten to bring my jacket !! yup ,&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; i nearly froze inside&lt;/span&gt; . rushed out immediately and looked for the toilet . went 2 levels down and finally able to pee . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Twilight is not NC16 , NOT NC16 !!! due to prefects' camp , i can't be on of the first batch to watch Twilight . i'm at Breaking Dawn .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6555250287383094310?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6555250287383094310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6555250287383094310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6555250287383094310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6555250287383094310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6836460853382391289</id><published>2008-11-26T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:03:50.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz anybody ?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm now doing the quiz from Tracey's blog , lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1.What have you been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm , sleeping .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it just shuts off when the battery's flat . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. What happened at 10 am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dreaming .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in my dreams .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;kind of .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i want to be happy everyday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i don't understand the question .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nopes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wild Child , cool movie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. Does the person you like knows that you like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no crushes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lydia (she mix her words) , Jazreel , Jie Ling , Huai Le , Eddy (everyone will do at least a few funny stuff , ACCIDENTALLY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. Do you speak languages other than english? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the language of my own .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. Favourite website(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;www.scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm , packing my luggage .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;15. What do you think you are like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;small ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;16. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;17. Where have you been today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;stuck at home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18. What game do you play often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i don't play online games .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;19. Who are you missing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my clique , my friends , my primary school crushes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. If you have to choose between a friend and a lover, who will you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;see who the friends is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;21. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;asking stupid question uh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;22. Which primary school were you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;New Town Primary School , i'm proud of it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;23. Name three colours you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YELLOW , RED , WHITE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;24. What emotion do you like to show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;showing my smile to everyone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;25. What is life to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a dream . you will wake up some day and everything will be gone = dead .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;26. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tell my friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;27. Who did you last chat with on msn today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;jia yang , eunice , rachakan , brandon , yue xuan , yi ren , terence .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;28. Who do you admire the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Edward Cullen .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;29. Which month are you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;30. How are you feeling right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sleepy .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;31. What is the time now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2.40 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;32. Your opinion on the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;GRR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;33. What colour do you like to dye your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i don't have to .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;34. Why are you doing this test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i seriously have no idea .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;35. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blast myself with music ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;36. At which stage do you wish to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when i'm in a serious relationship and in a stable financial state . lastly , i'm crazy about that guy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;37. Who is closest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my close friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;38. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;get crazy for the day and stand in a line tgt with all of my friends along Henderson Wave at the very last moment , waiting for the "thing" to happen .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;39. Who is/are the people/person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lydia , Jazreel , Tessa , Banana Man , Eddy , Huai Le , ... do i have to name every single on of them ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;40. Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that's how a rainbow is created , right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;41. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;stay with my clique and a few other close friends in a house of our own , w/o parents .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;42. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;since this year's ending soon , so just have a fruitful holiday . crazy everyday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;43. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm , i guess it CAN happen but once in a million years .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;44. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;being happy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;45. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;being sad / moody / frustrated .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;46. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;DUH , it's so hot right now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;47.Do you like doing quizzes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yeah , when i'm bored .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;48. Do you believe in gods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;uh huh ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;49. Who cares for you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;idk , i'm not them . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;50. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;51. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the whole police force .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;52. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;too many sins . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;53. What do you do if nobody cared for you any longer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;if that really happens , i'll lock myself in a room .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;54.What will you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;break-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;55. How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;warm and sorry .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6836460853382391289?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6836460853382391289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6836460853382391289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6836460853382391289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6836460853382391289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-now-doing-quiz-from-traceys-blog-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8563594080905434918</id><published>2008-11-26T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:39:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello to the readers out there . sorry that i've not been updating my blog for quite awhile , ha . yep , my cousin's had been staying over at my house and i didn't even touch the computer until i've got some dance stuff to do , and she helped me with it . thanks Laura ! yep , i'm on my way to breaking dawn soon . i guess i'll get it by this 2 days before i get on the plane , if not i'll be bored to death ? i've never been on a plane before and this makes it the very first time . &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"There will always be a first time"&lt;/span&gt; , HA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;18th December and the movie i've been looking forward to will be out ! YES , i WILL be very excited . Wild Child is a very cool movie , yep , COOL ! ha , watched it with Tracey , Jazreel and of course , Lydia . &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;all of us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wore our CLIQUE TEE yo!&lt;/span&gt; when we got into the cinema , there were those usual advertisements that waste all of our time but the trailer of Twilight came out . i got so excited that my nachos fell out of the box and dirtied the floor . well , i don't care about the floor manz ! what i care is the movie / movie trailer ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the movie we went to eat and Jazreel left us first . the rest of us went Orchard to collect Lydia's phone . after collecting the phone , we walked to Far East . on our way to Far East , we saw this celebrity (idk what's her name) tgt with the camera crew , interviewing a passerby . well , stopped by for a few seconds and continued walking . you guys know that there's this ULTRA BIG screen sticking onto the wall of a shopping mall in Orchard right ? yeah , we walked passed that and suddenly the trailer of Twilight came out . i was stunned and i inhaled so loudly that people around me turned around . i was pointing at the SUPER BIG screen and my hand were damn straight and idk why . yep , Lydia and Tracey pulled me to the side of the street cause i was staying there motionless in the middle , blocking people's way , zzz . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have no idea why i'm talking about that day , maybe cause of the trailer or something . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*my blog song is a piece Edward Cullen created for Isabella Marie Swan . Edward Cullen has got a few musical talents .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8563594080905434918?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8563594080905434918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8563594080905434918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8563594080905434918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8563594080905434918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-to-readers-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4915285993739764221</id><published>2008-11-13T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:54:03.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight ; Edward Cullen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hello . i had one of the best dreams in my life ytd . i actually dreamt about Edward Cullen , his siblings , and some other weird people . it's like alot of dreams then keep jumping here and there . in twilight , the author described Edward Cullen until he was almost perfect . it's a really nice book , maybe the best book i've ever read .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there's dance tmr , there's pre-trip briefing tmr , there's duty tmr . so many things ! but i like , cause don't have to go home early ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4915285993739764221?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4915285993739764221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4915285993739764221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4915285993739764221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4915285993739764221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-5979571207572506370</id><published>2008-11-10T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:19:50.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post is for TERENCE YONG JIA CONG ! on 10th November 2008 at 11.18 pm , he complained that my post's fonts are too small . small until like as if can't be seen . so i'm making this post for him to see that the fonts CAN be bigger . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello if you're reading this ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5979571207572506370?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5979571207572506370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5979571207572506370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5979571207572506370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5979571207572506370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-post-is-for-terence-yong-jia-cong.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3631141147615680054</id><published>2008-11-10T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:09:29.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running tap'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;okays , skipped work today cause i've got a big big blister . can't even walk properly but i guess it's much better now ? no choice , still gotta go for dance tmr , sians . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trying to hold back the water , it's hard to control . not important ? felt so too . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3631141147615680054?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3631141147615680054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3631141147615680054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3631141147615680054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3631141147615680054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/okays-skipped-work-today-cause-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1535351683699401076</id><published>2008-11-09T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:33:21.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hmm , i love my new blog song . it's like very peaceful and make people feel as if they're in love , like very sweet . it's from Twilight . the movie is coming out soon ! now i'm reading the book , hope i can finish in time and watch the movie . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tmr got work , haiz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1535351683699401076?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1535351683699401076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1535351683699401076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1535351683699401076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1535351683699401076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm-i-love-my-new-blog-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-5079734333208144035</id><published>2008-11-03T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:29:39.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anyone out there ?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hello to those people behind the screens reading this blog . i'm feeling very out of place now , can someone please help me and give me some good advices that can help me in life ? while bogging , the damn television is blooody loud and it's making my head go WHAM . like oh my gosh , what's going on . what's wrong with my life ? sometimes it's fun , sometimes it sucks . i'm not good at making decisions and i kept making wrong ones . nothing is cheering me up right now , not even a dance show . the contestants are in weird costumes of chicken , monkeys whatever . hmm , i'm aching right now , like esp my right hand . cause ytd was like playing badminton and basketball . now , i'll have to organise the time well and be fair to both sides . now , ah ya ! idk lar . &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chatted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with Huai Le for 2 hours today&lt;/span&gt; , ha . see this ? happy right ? LOL . yeah , best chatter aye . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for the one who knows me best ; idk what you're feeling right now , maybe you can help me ? but it depends whether you want to anot , i guess , you wouldn't even be in this blog after all&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*blasting myself with music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5079734333208144035?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5079734333208144035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5079734333208144035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5079734333208144035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5079734333208144035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-to-those-people-behind-screens.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4870137224131472258</id><published>2008-10-31T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:26:04.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today is like damn damn HIGH! Lydia and i took charge of the whole MDC today (w/o sec 3) cause Mr Dan wasn't here . Yeap , asked the sec 1s to lead warm ups , had fun . then did exercises and danced Shango , blah blah blah . i think we were the first fews to get to know our classes next year . i'm in 3e4 , zzz . err , okays , no comments . have also in my heart and mind only. went to eat at Kopitiam and laughed damn loudly , lol . there's this bunch of sarcastic GESS guys and yeah , they copied us in a sarcastic way , LAME . walked back to HSS for the CPF connection stuff , we're supposed to CHEER for them ! WOAH !! ! !! Mr Darren Chong (maybe my future geography teacher) asked us to rehearse our cheers in the PAC , it was like damn awkward . i mean it's like very difficult to like cheer your heart out on purpose what . . must have the atmosphere then can one . so yeah , felt kinda shy , lol . went for a break and gathered at foyer to get on the bus . reached SP and was like feeling so cool , Poly life is like so damn cool can ! can't wait but it's also time for us to go separate ways . . got our goodie bag and it's kinda cool uh . we're supposed to have a live voting at a later time (using a ping pong ball , so cute right?) . the emcee is like so funny lar . we screamed our lungs out for our Henderson team ! scream until no voice can . drink finish the water they gave us also not enough lor . then the Alfred and Dinesh keep disturbing lar . kept shouting whenever we hear Henderson , haha ! even the emcee also scared of us . TEA BREAK ! had McNuggets , apple pie and coke , yum yum . went back in refreshed , replenished and ready to SCREAM !!! Henderson is like the COOLEST school over there , DUH ! and for all that cheering , we got ourselves a BEST CHEERING AWARD! WOAH , GO HENDERSON! team Henderson also got 2nd runner up ! GOOD JOB YO !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had so-called dinner with Lydia , Jia Yang ,Yi Ren ,Terence and Qing Kang (banana man) . helped banana man to put his egg into the steamboat . he like never steam boated before . okays , sent Lydia home and banana man went home too . after that waited at the bus stop for Yi Ren's friend then head off to Tiong and slack there while waiting for his friend . then slacked and talked at Pie Kia , lol . went home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4870137224131472258?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4870137224131472258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4870137224131472258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4870137224131472258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4870137224131472258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-like-damn-damn-high-lydia-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4900671525352360723</id><published>2008-10-30T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:27:48.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;This is my 2nd post of the day , LOL . Now i'm feeling very very upset cause of what's happening tomorrow . Am i being childish ? it's like , of course family comes first for most of you people out there , but , we booked you first . we also can't blame her mum or dad for not letting her join us . we also can't be angry at her cause she didn't even confirm with us whether she's going anot . but why am i still like feeling a bit pissed off ? kept leaving the conversation cause it's enough , this time , 3 is too many people to be in that conversation . so , i just left and you guys added me in again , and i left again . so you came to talk to me . meeting at 7 am tomorrow for breakfast and yeah , i guess i'll be late AGAIN . i'll try my best to crawl out of the damn bed . im nobody at home , i wished i never stayed in this house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4900671525352360723?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4900671525352360723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4900671525352360723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4900671525352360723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4900671525352360723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-my-2nd-post-of-day-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1984491946137300720</id><published>2008-10-30T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:34:09.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had pilates today . met with Lydia , Yi Ren , Jazreel , Tessa , Jia Yang and Terence . cabbed down to Tiong and i was earlier then them even though i woke up at 11.47 ! ate at Grillers and yeah , saw something that we were not supposed to see (-(oo)-) saw this Cheryl , hmm , err . . . okays went off to Tiong Park . Jia Yang , Jazreel , Terence and Yi Ren went off first . left Lydia , Tessa and me ! slacked there and Jie Ling joined us . walked back to Henderson and blah blah blah. today pilates was kinda fun , kept laughing . we were like some tortoises for the last exercise . Lydia and i kept laughing . "think as if your toes are going to touch your nose!" LOL ! i kept laughing ans the teacher was like , "why you guys like to laugh when i say that uh ? so weird " then Janel and Lydia point to me and said it's me who was laughing . i seriously can't stop laughing manz . hmm , that's all for today i guess . oh yeah! i may be in 3e3 or 3e4 next year cause im taking bio . i'll be in 3e2 if i take up physics but that's impossible . physics is so not for my type . had to sell 10 more ribbons and my partner is Lydia . PLEASE BUY PINK RIBBONS FOR US TO HELP THE BREAST CANCER CHARITY ORGANISATION !!! YOU CAN GIVE MORE TO HELP BUT THE MINIMUM AMOUNT IS 2 BUCKS . EVERY DOLLAR COUNTS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1984491946137300720?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1984491946137300720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1984491946137300720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1984491946137300720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1984491946137300720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-pilates-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1883852164302814015</id><published>2008-10-29T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:34:23.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm , today is gonna be a long day . i'm staying at home ! *yucks . now i'm alone at home using comp , that makes me feel better . FINALLY , a day when i can be ALONE at home . well , that's because my grandpa is in the hospital . my grandma , mum and aunt are working . my dad's in the hospital taking care of my grandpa . my cousin , i don't know where is she . ytd , she introduced me to a new game . but i didn't get to play it thanks to my naggy mum . it's horror as she said . it's gonna be exciting yo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for this whole holiday , i wanna have a rocking good time ! i wanna have ADVENTURES too ! for November , some of the dance practices are going to be long manz . from 8-11 then 12-2 , lol . i wonder which class i'll get into . i wanna take bio , but what if i'm posted to the same class as Lydia ? should i appeal or not ? what if , all of us are posted to different classes and have new cliques then we wouldn't hang out tgt anymore ? hmm , i guess there's alot of "what ifs" awaiting us . i wonder how the new principal will be like . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm waiting for the DAY to come . . excited manz !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1883852164302814015?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1883852164302814015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1883852164302814015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1883852164302814015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1883852164302814015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm-today-is-gonna-be-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4703402343841659276</id><published>2008-10-28T19:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:43:16.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;woke up at 7 am today . ha , i'm supposed to meet Lydia at 7 but in the end we met up at 7.30 . SORRY ! err , then went to eat wanton mee . rushed over to collect dance studio key , we're like running and running . we were 1min before 8 , so we're not late ! then dance was alrights i guess . but my leg hurt like shyt manz . stopped dancing and rest . Ms Hasina said i gotta drink more isotonic drinks . . but i alr everytime drink 100plus leh . ah ya , whatever ! just drink more can alr ;D went to Queensway and searched for the ONE . Tracey joined us and finally , Pandemonium is out tgt again . well , we've picked out a nice tee and a nice printing to go with it ! but . . . Tessa didn't like it and , yeah . but nvm ! all over alr . went to mac and bought McFlurry . went to anchor point and shopped around . got on the same bus (the whole clique) and took pictures ! Lydia and my butts are burning hot .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262194561039766802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcSEq3ElRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9458_0o3qyw/s200/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262194560609329554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcSEpQcoZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/w-683K6w4bg/s200/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262194565422603474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcSE7MBXNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hWw1FKoykMc/s200/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262194574358329042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcSFcedttI/AAAAAAAAAd4/xRObi-w3J80/s200/DSC00595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262197072129501122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcUW1ZhJ8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/XrlwqP43Qyk/s200/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262198472511547106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcVoWOnZuI/AAAAAAAAAew/5jgKRzOkoxo/s200/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(crazy people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4703402343841659276?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4703402343841659276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4703402343841659276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4703402343841659276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4703402343841659276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-7-am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQcSEq3ElRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9458_0o3qyw/s72-c/DSC00600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-1407449178632483019</id><published>2008-10-26T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:17:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yesterday met up with Lydia at 2 pm , but she was late !! she was with her mum so yeah lor . separated from her mum and we went to the basement . i bought the frozen yoghurt while Lydia bought a DURIAN PANCAKE (Jazreel hates it) . lingered around tiong for like quite awhile and then set off to Queensway . saw this awesome water bottle and both lydia and i are considering to get it . saw nice FBT shorts , the colours are like nice . . . went to the last level and walked around to see jerseys and stuff . bought those sticks with nuggets and seaweed chicken . Lydia bought tutu kueh and spicy fishballs . walked as we eat and i felt like vomiting -.- don't know why also . went to BM mac there to meet the rest of the dance girls performing at HortPark . took bus back to Queensway to change bus , lol . reached HortPark and the plants there are amazing . i LOVE it there . went to change into our costumes and played the playgrounds with Janel . Ms Hasina was like our nanny , bringing us everywhere . Very high uh , during the period of waiting to our turn . danced , jumped , screamed . got a yellow bear balloon !! i like it alot . Mrs Yeo was there to support us too! after performance i didnt' want to go home . so on the way out with Lydia and her mum , cousin and sis , i called up Jazreel and asked where is she . She was with Sili , Jia Yang and Yi Ren . saw this very nice flat flower on the ground . it was like pinkish purple so i picked it up . place it into the hands of my yellow bear balloon . went to safra and slacked there with Jazreel , Jia Yang and Yi Ren . Jia Yang and Yi Ren was like very cold , ha . Satyed there till 11 and went off . . the bear is still at home but not the flower . . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261435003663464738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQRfQnIquSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/07DxnH5UOAg/s200/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261435008894578882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQRfQ6n3MMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/M_uoOivOuWY/s200/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1407449178632483019?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1407449178632483019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1407449178632483019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1407449178632483019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1407449178632483019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-met-up-with-lydia-at-2-pm-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SQRfQnIquSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/07DxnH5UOAg/s72-c/DSC00589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-7215613898761491698</id><published>2008-10-25T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:39:07.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;what the hell is wrong with this world ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm in a very bad mood now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and my mum is adding oil to the fire by nagging and nagging .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm , i'm biased .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;aren't you too ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the difference in tone between talking to her and me is so different .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm , maybe i sensitive lor . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but even if i really asked you to come along with us , would you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7215613898761491698?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7215613898761491698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7215613898761491698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7215613898761491698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7215613898761491698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hell-is-wrong-with-this-world-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6038885889138220872</id><published>2008-10-20T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:14:35.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish dumbshyt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hmm . . had to kayak today . we're supposed to carry those damn bloody heavy kayaks to the shore ourselves . i can't clench my fist after carrying the kayak . so funny one , and it's like shivering . water confident is the best part , to me luh . cause very fun , like everyone so united like that . after that went out to the sea . kayaking is very tiring but okay lor . got blisters on my palms and got tanner , YES ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thanks for helping me today with the kayak , it's not because you did something wrong or whatever that's why i never reply you . it's because you're kinda irritating . so just stop wasting your money and time smsing . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rinsed in school and rushed outside school to get balloons and buy beancurd . rushed back to school and changed into our skinnies . ran here and there and finally . . the rehearsal started . Mrs Yeo was there to see us rehearse . I screwed myself by saying SSSSSHHHHHYYYTTT into the damn mic -.- Mrs Yeo was like looking at me with the " why did you say that ?!" face . most of the performances kept repeating and repeating . Mrs Yeo has high expectations for the performers and the MCs cause some problems occurring . but got once i laughed until like don't know what like that . some pronunciation stuff . after that had to decorate PAC and blew up balloons outside and later brought them back in . Benjamin is like damn irritating luh . i practically shout at him . my hands are now a bit wobbly and strength-less . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;damn stress man ! is it a simple thing but i made it complicated ? or it is wrong from the start ? i'm simply selfish and i hate that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6038885889138220872?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6038885889138220872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6038885889138220872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6038885889138220872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6038885889138220872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1414353180953656012</id><published>2008-10-18T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:46:51.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;okays . I'm not enjoying dance like last time , sad . No mood for dance is like kinda common to me alr . maybe it's because i'm not into contemporary and modern dance ? If only it's a hip hop dance lesson or something else like break dancing? Alot of if only coming up . . haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;today went out with xxf ! she was sms-ing and sms-ing and sms-ing . . . hor ? kay lar , don't get you into trouble , ha ! shop-ed and saw some clothes but costs $30++++ . so just forget it lar ! tired of far east so we went to wisma and got some cookies from famous amos . then kept walking in circles in the mall . went to heeren and yep , saw jue yu they all . okays , had funny moments . went to a corner and saw alot of new urban male stuff so i looked up to see the sign if it states new urban male . and i was stun cause it's like very random then lydia was like shocked too and we looked at each other . then very pai seh so turned around and walked back . the guys laughed at us . . then we were like standing outside deciding where to go next . so i just randomly walked straight and lydia said " where you going ? why you going back in again ?? " so i U-turned and she laughed at me . she say i walked like a robot -.- went to cineleisure and played arcade . SHIOK! ha , then saw the neoprint shop . then was like thinking , so long never play alr so went in . had funny funny pictures and we took 2 different machines . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;lastly , home-d .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1414353180953656012?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1414353180953656012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1414353180953656012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1414353180953656012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1414353180953656012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3856998939615908213</id><published>2008-10-15T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:47:27.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the song that describes us . . .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(失落的非主流)&lt;br /&gt;你的绘画凌乱着&lt;br /&gt;在这个时刻&lt;br /&gt;我像气氛纯白的白鸽&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;继续莫名的拉扯&lt;br /&gt;我还爱你呢&lt;br /&gt;而你断断续续唱着歌&lt;br /&gt;假装没事了&lt;br /&gt;时间过了 走了 爱情面临选择&lt;br /&gt;你冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;一开始都不快乐&lt;br /&gt;你用卡片纸写着&lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了 说好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 爱淡了 梦远了&lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心依稀数着你在不舍&lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻 我都还记得&lt;br /&gt;你不懂了说好幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我错了 泪干了 放手了 后悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着&lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢&lt;br /&gt;曲周杰伦歌词提供再兴&lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了 说好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 爱淡了 梦远了&lt;br /&gt;我都还记得为什么这时候忍心离我而去☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3856998939615908213?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3856998939615908213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3856998939615908213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3856998939615908213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3856998939615908213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1959749457976415036</id><published>2008-10-15T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:12:13.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okays , didn't go to school for like 2 days ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i missed the Lunchtime concert and yeah , wasted . Anyway , now i'm like using my cousin's lappie to blog . Just finished typing out that script . Found out a new song which is totally nice and yeah , it's by Jay Chou . Today was alright i guess ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All slacky and stuff . Went to Jazreel's house and blah blah blah . Recorded her laughter which is like damn funny . Reached home at around 7 ? Showered and had dinner . That's all . Now i'm watching Corpse Bride . Tomorrow there's dragon boating . Okays .... My nose is like a running tap now . zzz . Ah ! I'm posting the lyrics for the song i like .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1959749457976415036?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1959749457976415036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1959749457976415036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1959749457976415036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1959749457976415036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/okays-didnt-go-to-school-for-like-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-2393757143060451851</id><published>2008-10-10T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:13:04.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t bear to'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okays , results . . . Maths papers sucked like hell . Disappointed in my English too . The rest average luh . Dont talk about it anymore. So yeah , went to the hall . Went through CME papers and yeah , secretly ate a sweet . haha . rushed off to get dance studio key and to dance studio . I'm seriously utterly, ultimately disappointed in my performance today. it was like bloody shit. can't remember the steps clearly , can't handle the fan properly , low energy level cause i was busy re-calling the steps . things got worse when ..... yeah so ! i hate the performance i gave today , so badly danced . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Things are getting worse and the decision is mine . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-2393757143060451851?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2393757143060451851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=2393757143060451851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2393757143060451851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/2393757143060451851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/okays-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6848890554117932999</id><published>2008-10-08T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:50:20.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER PEOPLE ! ! YES ! can play all i want ! but Friday we're going to get back our papers and i'm sure mine sucked . . . okays, i can't do anything now . just have to buck up next year ! anyway, the trip to Sentosa yesterday was fun, fun, fun!! esp at the end when i shouted " POLICE " and everyone ran out of the thing immediately and like running away . HAHA ! But i really did thought that the guy was a policeman , he wore the shirt navy blue then got the face uh . damn funny , got 5 cuts . Saw a cockroach when i sat down in the bus and i was like freaking scared . IT CAN FLY ! like even though it's small . bought "this loud healer" thing ( don't know how to spell it ) Jazrrel and i applied sun tan lotion while Lydia and Chiaming applied sun block . HAHA , they're like hiding behind us . overall it's fun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went to Arab street to get some stuff . i don't like the thing that's blue . it's totally odd , why not just wear it plain and get some bangles or whatever . after that went to bugis street and shoped around . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Maybe , Friday i'll be meeting my primary school good old buddies and go east coast ! BOO YAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6848890554117932999?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6848890554117932999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6848890554117932999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6848890554117932999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6848890554117932999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-finally-over-people-yes-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-9161740009389529097</id><published>2008-10-03T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:18:48.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had science paper today , for those who studied it will be kind of easy for the others . . . good luck ! i'm so going to sun tan after the exams mann ! when i get my results , i'll be dead and you wouldn't see me next year . cut my hair shorter and it's kind of weird ? like . . . i don't know yo , like one small stub or whatever luh . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways , today had my Chinese Oral and it . . . was tongue - twisting ! HAHA ! Huai Le and Cindy think so too ! so it's like kind of funny and i kept smiling non - stop . After oral went to Tracey's house . Gotta help Tracey with her D&amp;amp;T sketch book , but ended up playing Dance Maker and Wii . Not long after i played a while , something happened to Jazreel and i became her private nurse . only a more . . . erm , freaky kind ? Give her a brain freeze ACCIDENTALLY . Jie Ling was like damn funny . She playing Wii Sports Boxing with Tracey and she asked Tracey " how to kick with the leg ? "And Jazreel literally burst into laughter and the worst thing is , she's lying down . ( When Jazreel's lying down , her laughter can simply break you down . ) I took a video of Jie Ling and Tracey's boxing match . *SCREAMS* after Tracey and Jie Ling had finished playing , it's our turn yo ! and yup , we're very violent and i beat Jazreel ! YEAH MANN ;D played alot of other games with Tracey too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after playing games , we went into the computer room and look at FUNNY pictures which are like . . . speechless yo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so continue or not ? i don't know mann ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-9161740009389529097?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/9161740009389529097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=9161740009389529097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9161740009389529097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9161740009389529097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-science-paper-today-for-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1661269179697767881</id><published>2008-09-30T21:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:25:15.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='henderson wave'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maths paper 1 was like.. sucky i guess. Let's not talk about it anymore, what had been done had been done or something like that. Anyway, today's trip to Henderson Wave was fun!! (pictures provided lazy to edit to make it nicer so yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251812738152354930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIv3CxxVHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3340bFpyt4c/s200/DSC01206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251812729070074530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIv2g8YuqI/AAAAAAAAAYo/miyFk2bVlL8/s200/DSC01205.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813155560508162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwPVvoSwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HT8nE09xkDE/s200/DSC02092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813165339732994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwP6LLbAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sWczyy8k-gA/s200/DSC02095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813161321367394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwPrNIB2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/9ZDx-NntFEc/s200/DSC02094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; it was supposed to be YMCA&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813161262793282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwPq_KQkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dr8owa3H4EM/s200/DSC02093.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813156466939010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwPZHvVII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BW_CsdWvyDo/s200/DSC02091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813779943301970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwzrwFo1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/8Q1tvE-ipAM/s200/DSC02100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813780921272770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwzvZQScI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_8LSRjMnU84/s200/DSC02099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813776328372530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwzeSOMTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Er5sFVHHytQ/s200/DSC02098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813766736002130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwy6jOPFI/AAAAAAAAAaA/17jXsctdNZk/s200/DSC02097.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251813760684867826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIwykAhQPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vbvhopdSeqg/s200/DSC02096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251814539363614562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIxf4z__2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/mmi-GnvniWU/s200/DSC02106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hip Hop yo!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251814537217424882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIxfw0TvfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AAGIbNnWX3o/s200/DSC02104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bimbos!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251814525673829330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIxfF0Gc9I/AAAAAAAAAao/wWCq-cPM1o8/s200/DSC02102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251814528359283938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIxfP0XPOI/AAAAAAAAAag/xrhiVPt1ngI/s200/DSC02101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251815439183746770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIyUQ51ltI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kAG5e579Ny4/s200/DSC02113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Thousand hand hamster.. KIDDING!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251815439431720322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIyUR09XYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/8CY9ZRWDPAQ/s200/DSC02111.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Split contributed by Lydia Tan, Bridge contributed by Jazreel Ng ad Patty Lin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251815435617040274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIyUDnd95I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Jw6aUMbqmkY/s200/DSC02110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251815434001377490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIyT9mQ6NI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YKbtRbrlt0E/s200/DSC02109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251815431661578978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIyT04aauI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YC9JAN-p7jY/s200/DSC02107.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251816431143458386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIzOAPdllI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CSirZLhvzNg/s200/DSC02118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251816430917203442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIzN_ZhNfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BooeVvmG92M/s200/DSC02117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251816426189543746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIzNtyW2UI/AAAAAAAAAcA/fc-CXYxK1N0/s200/DSC02116.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251816418351637618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIzNQlp5HI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qRxcpCzyZ5s/s200/DSC02115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251817426757327778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOI0H9MTm6I/AAAAAAAAAco/fzD0RJJaIEI/s200/DSC02121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251817422789498194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOI0HuaTVVI/AAAAAAAAAcY/GDUqtKr8FgU/s200/DSC02119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251819976690741730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOI2cYbzseI/AAAAAAAAAdA/FC0XfNKRxt4/s200/DSC02114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1661269179697767881?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1661269179697767881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1661269179697767881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1661269179697767881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1661269179697767881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/09/maths-paper-1-was-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SOIv3CxxVHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3340bFpyt4c/s72-c/DSC01206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-5231977208082238537</id><published>2008-09-28T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:10:33.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EOY....'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And YES, I'm FINALLY updating my blog the day before Geography paper. Didn't blog for like super long and my typing skills still sucks, or maybe became worse. End of Year examinations are here and yup, i don't know what to say. I can't find the way for me to study or absorb information! So dead mann. Can't really study with friends cause i will keep talking and talking. Never try studying alone outside before, maybe it works for me? AIYA! Whatever luh, just study all i can then say luh. Anyways, good luck for everyone that's having EOY now!! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(pictures will be coming up to brighten my blog soon.. Hopefully)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-5231977208082238537?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5231977208082238537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=5231977208082238537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5231977208082238537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/5231977208082238537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-yes-im-finally-updating-my-blog-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3487011515288311123</id><published>2008-09-03T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:37:52.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything is going wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm blogging lesser and lesser each day / week but yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3487011515288311123?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3487011515288311123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3487011515288311123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3487011515288311123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3487011515288311123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-is-going-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1553441680970146230</id><published>2008-08-29T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:29:02.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went to school in dance costume and people were like staring at me. went back to New Town Primary today. At first we were locked outside the school as the pupils were having lessons. Saw many old friends, i even forgot some of their names. At first was like kind of sian, but after that went to our clique's old hang out place (opposite coffee shop), refreshed memories... Everyone grew taller, even me, duh. Okays, there's this irritating guy called Rainie (don't know how to spell) who is seriously IRRITATING. After that, chatted with old pals and stuff.. Really missed those times, but i have to get back to reality! Have to go and meet Jazreel, Lydia and Valerie, so i went out of school feeling a bit of "don't-bear-to-leave" feeling. Ate at Rajah Inn and felt kind of left out so i kept quiet but after that things got better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1553441680970146230?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1553441680970146230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1553441680970146230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1553441680970146230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1553441680970146230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-school-in-dance-costume-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-7372223577305528246</id><published>2008-08-21T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:57:12.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6th Spetember 2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Things are slightly better these few days i think. It's only between us and our anniversary coming soon, yay! Saturday some more, best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hope everything will become what they were like after time pass.. Exams are coming in few weeks time ad i still haven't started revising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This few Fridays didn't have the mood for CCA and i don't know why, so shocking luh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-7372223577305528246?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7372223577305528246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=7372223577305528246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7372223577305528246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/7372223577305528246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-are-slightly-better-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8051453173152198169</id><published>2008-08-20T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:30:11.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Things that have been trying to break our friendship up, i don't know why but i'm just thinking it's just Fate trying to trick us. The other way, maybe it's our fault? Hah, maybe not facing the reality? Trying to push the blame to other people, funny. I have no idea why i'm thinking so negatively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Everyone is affected in Pandemonium, sounds as if we're going to breakup soon. Don't want this to happen like duh. No everything is getting worse, even between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8051453173152198169?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8051453173152198169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8051453173152198169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8051453173152198169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8051453173152198169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-that-have-been-trying-to-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-3813754553733887066</id><published>2008-08-18T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:42:12.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changing is a part of life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes in life, people do change. NO ONE, will remain consistant of who they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You think we want all this to happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-3813754553733887066?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3813754553733887066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=3813754553733887066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3813754553733887066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/3813754553733887066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-in-life-people-do-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-9183652742478220059</id><published>2008-08-14T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:36:19.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck in the middle'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Feeling better these few days i guess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But sometimes, haha, hard to explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pilates today was alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Did wrong stuff which was like embarrassing, shouldn't say what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Even the instructor laugh at me, haiyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hurt my thumb thanks to the volleyball, but i still like playing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Kept having weird dreams lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Don't really feel like blogging again, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what's wrong with me lately?! what the hell mann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-9183652742478220059?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/9183652742478220059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=9183652742478220059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9183652742478220059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/9183652742478220059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-better-these-few-days-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4039311343472201754</id><published>2008-08-11T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:25:37.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritating?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;happy = irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i'm the cause to this, irritating like you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was hyped up a second ago, now i'm simply going down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4039311343472201754?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4039311343472201754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4039311343472201754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4039311343472201754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4039311343472201754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-cause-to-this-irritating-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6916419209105092494</id><published>2008-08-11T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:30:33.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s with me lately?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Had this super weird dream about aliens invading Singapore. They actually came to my house and we're like damn sad so i stood out and show the "peace" sign. I tried to introduce myself and i accidentally pointed at them so they thought i was a bad person. So they panicked then i also panicked then Lee Hisen Long ( don't know how to spell, sorry ) came to my house and knew what happened so he did the "peace" sign with both hands and they calmed down. Kind of lame but kind of cool too. Met Janel and Lydia at 12pm, saw their PA senior then they played hide and seek in Popular. Went to Qiao Ting's house to do the board thingy. Today wasn't very happy actually, i don't know why either. Suddenly feel so... Haha, nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6916419209105092494?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6916419209105092494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6916419209105092494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6916419209105092494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6916419209105092494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-this-super-weird-dream-about-aliens.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6069307110595021205</id><published>2008-08-09T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:43:21.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY NATIONAL DAY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;posting the pictures taken during the day of preview..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vwPrAgzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wJrA7Cmq0Qk/s1600-h/THEBLACKKNIGHTS(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232531585449886514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vwPrAgzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wJrA7Cmq0Qk/s200/THEBLACKKNIGHTS(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vvy5ElFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/usbE-GQ_63k/s1600-h/THE+BLACK+KNIGHTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232531577724245074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vvy5ElFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/usbE-GQ_63k/s200/THE+BLACK+KNIGHTS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vv8PCNZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FV1lZyM-F2I/s1600-h/the+singapore+spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232531580232283538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vv8PCNZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FV1lZyM-F2I/s200/the+singapore+spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vvtlyEeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/N4LTIW_wcvA/s1600-h/FINALE,+NDPP.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232531576301162978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vvtlyEeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/N4LTIW_wcvA/s200/FINALE,+NDPP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vv5jmMKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FRxVSpS9Hv4/s1600-h/FIREWORKS!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232531579513221282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vv5jmMKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FRxVSpS9Hv4/s200/FIREWORKS!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2wo28GLFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0jGUgIFauMI/s1600-h/our+way+to+marina+bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232532558063217746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2wo28GLFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0jGUgIFauMI/s200/our+way+to+marina+bay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2wogoE50I/AAAAAAAAAQs/hIr2SPCTqy4/s1600-h/we+love+SINGAPORE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232532552073668418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2wogoE50I/AAAAAAAAAQs/hIr2SPCTqy4/s200/we+love+SINGAPORE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232532558385926578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2wo4JCUbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xwUW1WlJ5wE/s200/National+Day+Parade,+just+a+preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went out with Qiao Ting, Mui Siew and Felicai today. Was super late for some reason, so yeah, sorry! Met at Bugis Street, was like hot can. Already say is Singapore already, anyways, HAPPY 43TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!! Okays, back to point. Shopped around and ate nice nice spaghetti. After eating, we sat at the same spot wasting people's order paper by planning our routine on it, damn funny. We found this SUPER nice jacket which actually costs $50 but if we mass buy, she will charge us for $28 per piece. It's like super worth it can, like really lor. If you see it you will LOVE it. Mui Siew and i have already fallen in love with it. We were like thinking..... Haha, really damn nice. Got the our stuff and travelled to Far East Plaza. Qiao Ting and i was searching for the "Stage" shop. Met Shena and went to find the shop and we actually found it! It's like super cool alright. I took a picture of it, yay! Went to this cute cute shop that sells japanese food which was like cute. The cashier is a machine and you just have to touch screen the food you want and insert money, that's all. Now don't really have the mood to blog all of the sudden. Haha, just going to upload some pictures and i'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542300704316386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25f9Gvm-I/AAAAAAAAARE/NELS8tUtWBk/s200/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542303770476162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25gIhxfoI/AAAAAAAAARM/6cDAabumIJQ/s200/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542318510980386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25g_cLvSI/AAAAAAAAARk/uaucX2GdxKw/s200/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542308519702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25gaOE7vI/AAAAAAAAARU/LC3LIx5vxSk/s200/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542312072198978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25gndDu0I/AAAAAAAAARc/H5TJWu5-TPs/s200/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232542544331925490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ25uIsF5_I/AAAAAAAAARs/PzT0F6XofZE/s200/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;nice "closed" sign right, but it's not from the "Stage" shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6069307110595021205?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6069307110595021205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6069307110595021205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6069307110595021205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6069307110595021205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/posting-pictures-taken-during-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJ2vwPrAgzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wJrA7Cmq0Qk/s72-c/THEBLACKKNIGHTS(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-1467648220611687702</id><published>2008-08-08T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:27:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday had my very first Pilates lesson. The instructor has got six packs. (I'm not sick or whatever, just noticed it) We spent the first 30mins taking attendence and asking questions about our body which was kind of cool. Some people asked, " is our lower back supposed to hurt when we're doing bridge?" Then he explained to us all those stuff. Finally the sec 3s came. LESSON IS OFFICIALLY STARTING. Super tiring, muscle very sour sia. Until now still aching a little but it's okay luh. Many things have happened. Some sad one, some irritating one, some weird one. Hope it wouldn't affect me TOO much. Irritated after the "announcement", showed attitude. I here by say SORRY to those whom I've offended. Today was alright. The walk was okay luh, sang like crazy when we're walking. Went to dance studio and did the recollection  thingy. 2e3's one was the funniest and I guess they would be the one receiving the prizes, which is a good thing. Had rehearsal today, kind of good, i guess? Got praises from Mr Gauis Lee(don't know how to spell) Went to orchard and shopped for cargo pants as well as hoodies. Walked from far East until Plaza Singapura, quite cool uh. Talked in the bus, relax uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cheer up, don't think so much ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1467648220611687702?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1467648220611687702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1467648220611687702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1467648220611687702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1467648220611687702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-had-my-very-first-pilates.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-6867373085586719906</id><published>2008-08-06T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:52:00.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to National Day Preview with xxf on 2nd August. The stuff they give damn cool, my favourite, AIR GLOVE and CAP ( both lights up, cool aye ). Took a few pictures and I'm TOO lazy to upload, maybe next time. Wore the cap all the way home and carrying 2 bags at the same time, quite cool you know. Feel so dao mann, like walk also got style one, haha. Saw this super cute baby in the MRT, super cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I dropped my phone into the toilet bowl yesterday, DARN. Now it's like not working? Hopefully it can be fixed by the people working in Sony Ericsson. Currently using the cybershot one, okay luh, not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today was a tiring day, like usual. Same routine everyday. Wake up at 6am, brush teeth, change into uniform, tie hair blah blah blah... Luckily today got art to wake me up. English was alrights, failed my NE recollection thingy and totally gave up. Don't care already, i don't know why I'm giving up but yeah. Everything has changed. Played volley ball and some stuffs happened but settled already. Went for a dance performance it was okay luh, but felt like sleeping in the middle. I like the last dance piece, it was nice and unique. Went to have steamboat with Lydia Tan and Tessa Tan. Talked about weird stuff and did weird things at Rajah Inn. Searched for our "Tie Sa Gong Zhu" but didn't manage to find her so started screaming her name in the station. Still no luck so we went hoe. Got a bit lost in the MRT station cause it was big and complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-6867373085586719906?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6867373085586719906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=6867373085586719906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6867373085586719906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/6867373085586719906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-national-day-preview-with-xxf.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4083772056413312818</id><published>2008-08-01T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:13:27.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Didn't go to school in the morning but went for dance inauguration. Luckily didn't see Ms Sek. Help with the decorations and everyone was like super kan chiong, damn funny. Dance inauguration was alright but got a little upset for some reason that i shouldn't say. Still, it was fun. The video was touching and stuff, ahh... almost cried. PICTURE TIME (*long time since i posted any pictures, too lazy luh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229566618899461874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMnIei-NvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TAfOBsgjupw/s200/DANCE+INAUGURATION+BANNER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565557548993810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMmKstTTRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2ffRTKrvQc0/s200/Qiao+Ting+%26+Janel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565554439090722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMmKhH18iI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eptz2YIYvWA/s200/TESSA,+PATTY,+PRISCILLA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565562576091026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMmK_b2t5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/zb2YoAKaOsM/s200/PATTY+%26+WAI+LENG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565565266007218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMmLJdLlLI/AAAAAAAAAPc/k1aPtfIVxlM/s200/JIE+LING+%26+PATTY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229565559561956914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMmK0NOrjI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-ltfHInlQ58/s200/PATTY+%26+JAZZY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229567530081189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMn9g9n_1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/6LkvAGB8tkM/s200/Patty+%26+Lydia+(+Pinky+%26+Whitey).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4083772056413312818?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4083772056413312818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4083772056413312818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4083772056413312818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4083772056413312818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/08/didnt-go-to-school-in-morning-but-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5VVrcqtawTI/SJMnIei-NvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TAfOBsgjupw/s72-c/DANCE+INAUGURATION+BANNER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6678901495638927550.post-4933955365781754574</id><published>2008-07-31T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:19:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Didn't go to school again, aiyo. Woke up at 2.39am and started to sneeze NON-STOP. Tears keep rolling down my face. Went to the doctor and he said i had some serious virus attack or whatever. Sound as if i'm a computer, haha. Feel so bored although it's nice slacking but i can't see my beloved friends. That sucks. Yu Xuan's going to hand me all the homework later and i'm prepared for the worst = alot of homework. I've a 2day MC but i must go to school tomorrow unless i'm dying luh. My eye is so uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't seem to care but just carrying on with your life...&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/6678901495638927550-4933955365781754574?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4933955365781754574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4933955365781754574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4933955365781754574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4933955365781754574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/07/didnt-go-to-school-again-aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-8222697991863911690</id><published>2008-07-30T13:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:07:25.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to be the one I loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-8222697991863911690?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8222697991863911690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=8222697991863911690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8222697991863911690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/8222697991863911690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wanted-you-to-be-there-when-i-fall-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-1489145909920034446</id><published>2008-07-29T21:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:11:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;26th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Met up with Lydia at 12.30pm, went to school at first to hand the NE recollection thingy. The worst thing is that Ms Tan was not in school and i asked teachers for help but they simply refuse. I was kind of pissed but nevermind. Dearest xxf helped me asked around for Ms Joanna Tan's email address. Went off to Tiong for some reason, and then Anchor Point and lastly, BUGIS!! It's like super croweded over there and somemore the lane like so small. There's this super tall woman, she bumped into me. Then i was like what the.. then i look up, oh my gosh, she's like damn tall. She looked DOWN and said sorry cause she can't see me when she's looking straight ahead. Like as if i'm a 3 year old kid and she's a 18 year old woman. Shop-ed around bought shirts and went back to Tiong. Saw Eddy and shouted his name loudly until he was like shocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;27th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to so-called "study" with Tracey, Jie Ling, Huai Le and Jian Wen. Saw Mr See at the Mac with another guy. Yaoren came to join us. "Studied" until 5 and went off for dinner but Tracey went home first. The 5 of us went to the arcade and played. Jie Ling went home after that and Yaoren sent her off. Jian Wen, Huai Le and i decided to eat the prata sausage but we have to wait cause there's no more cheese hot dog. Yaoren came back and he complained that he was super super hungry. We got our prata sausage and went upstairs to look at him eat his nasi lemak. The nasi lemak looked damn nice. After that we went to Sweet Talk and Huai Le went home first. Left Jian Wen, Yaoren and me. We talked and talked and went home about 8pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;28th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was very nervous cause i'm supposed to lead the pledge. I had 2 duties. Attendence book thingy and pledge in this morning. I rushed like mad to get the attendence book cause i was abit late. The worst thing is that i missed the 2n1's attendence book. Sorry Mr See! So i ran all the way back to the general office but they said the attendence book was taken by the teacher so i ran all the way back to get ready to lead the pledge. Luckily it was Ms Joanna Tan in charge that day, she's around the same height as me. So as i lead the pledge, i saw people laughing and i think i know why. Alot of people said i sounded funny... Luckily that was the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;29th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Today was quite alright. But i was abit pissed at the IT program thingy. It made me miss more then half of dance practice. When i got to the computer lab. There were only 6 of us and the rest missed it. 4girls 2 guys. I shouldn't have asked Ms Hasina about it, if not the dance girls can miss the IT program and go for dance practice. The 6 of us sat outside the lab cause the Sec 1s are having some science test or whatever. The program was quite okay actually, like seriously. But i don't know why the class say until like it's very horrible. Rushed off to dance and i was saved by Yu Xuan. She lent me her extra hair net cause i forgot to bring mine. Lydia told me that they were quite slacky. Luckily we didn't miss any important stuff. Mr Dan tested our "bridging skills" and "splitting skills". Something happened then blah blah blah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999999;"&gt;30th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Didn't go to school today, i'm sick. I have nothing to blog about so yeah.. OH, my favourite song now is "I wanted you" by Ina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-1489145909920034446?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1489145909920034446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=1489145909920034446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1489145909920034446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/1489145909920034446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/07/26th-july-2008-met-up-with-lydia-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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-6678901495638927550.post-4974671995361822127</id><published>2008-07-25T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:08:16.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YEAH MANN! We've completed 3/4 of the teachers' day concert's dance already! Cool aye! Now we'll just have to be in time and be together. I believe we can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mr Dan didn't come today, but some FSC people came to film us, kind of weird uh. After that Mrs Lim told us what we will be having ahead of us and I'm sooo excited! Ms Hasina told us that the 1-3 August dance workshop (jazz, hip hop) might be cancelled. Damn saddening luh!! I wanted it soooo much, but what can I do? Ms Hasina gave us different tasks to do. Finished and went back to dance studio. Started dancing Teachers' Day's dance. People started to come in together and Qiao Ting tried to choreograph the rest of the dance. But we didnt manage to do in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After school, rushed to library to try to rearrange the videos BUT, the library was closed! Panic uh, everyone panic. We went to ask Ms Sek if we could use her computer or whatever. She ask us to go to PE Room to ask Mr Tse. So we did, and yeah, managed to borrow a desktop. And guess what, the stupid computer can't read our thumb-drive!! Okays, i rushed off first cause of dance inauguration's rehearsal. Went up and luckily i wasn't late. The rehearsal kind of sucked? Kind of bu shuang with the you know... but aiya, whatever luh. Since don't want come for rehearsal then don't perform lor, no big deal what. One song only ma, very easy one what, not meh? Then for lunch time concert, ask people teach you lor, dance wrongly not our problem already. Why not just don't perform luh, waste more time teaching you guys in another group can? Let's not spoil my mood talking about them =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sing, sing, sing and those not performing for Teachers' Day can go off earlier cause we'll be doing the blockings and choreography of the dance. At some point of time Lydia broke down... Don't woory kays, just do it for fun and have confidence. Too stress? As Janel said, try to tell someone your problems luh, don't be a superwoman/supergirl. We'll be here for you mann! Things got better and we went back inside. I Love the last part when we got the levels and different poses, danm cool sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll be meeting Lydia and Shuting at 12.30 and go to school to find Ms Joanna Tan or Mr Kek or whoever teacher to help me pass the thumb-drive to Ms Joanna Tan. After that Lydia and I will be going to Bugis to shop shop shop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6678901495638927550-4974671995361822127?l=scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4974671995361822127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6678901495638927550&amp;postID=4974671995361822127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4974671995361822127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6678901495638927550/posts/default/4974671995361822127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribbling-on-the-dancefloor.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeah-mann-weve-completed-34-of-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>Patty ;D</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>
