<?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-8570049</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:59:50.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-=| my blind spot |=-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BECKY</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>264</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570049.post-111858845375174371</id><published>2005-06-12T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T08:00:53.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moved.</title><content type='html'>moved. kindly relink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scream-city.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://scream-city.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111858845375174371?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111858845375174371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111858845375174371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111858845375174371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111858845375174371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/moved.html' title='moved.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111850363353282706</id><published>2005-06-11T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T08:27:13.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in marina square with others. lol.</title><content type='html'>i'm so so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;bedok north&lt;/strong&gt; today with the rest for &lt;strong&gt;parade marching drills&lt;/strong&gt;. did formations till the heart. was really fun. standing beside&lt;strong&gt; pauline&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jovin&lt;/strong&gt; is really a joke man. haha. bedok north sec 4s came today! so saw &lt;strong&gt;khairul, rafidah and others&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it all takes time, yeah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did flag with my group members at foodcourt nearby. had quite a time. lol. chicken rice from yesterday was still in my stomache. LOL. and&lt;strong&gt; charles&lt;/strong&gt; was being&lt;em&gt; INDECISIVE&lt;/em&gt; cause he kept asking me&lt;strong&gt; "what should i eat huh??!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;stop teasing me about him. i DONT like him. whats wrong with being normal friends? thanks a lot to all the ppl. hurhur.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around esplanade thinking there was a concert by &lt;strong&gt;ACJC&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;pauline, khairul, edum &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;shahirah.&lt;/strong&gt; turned out dont have. and we decided to eat. and ended up walking in circles getting lost in &lt;strong&gt;marina square&lt;/strong&gt; till we found a 7-11. LOL. then continued in our little maze for like&lt;em&gt; 3 hours&lt;/em&gt;. haha. was so tired that we kept sitting down on the floors and people were like giving us the weird look. haha. met up with&lt;strong&gt; jiaxing&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; later. went home with jiahui and both of us totally conked out on the train with&lt;em&gt; exhaustion&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a long day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// pau pau?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// cookies. =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat. i'm so so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111850363353282706?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111850363353282706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111850363353282706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850363353282706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850363353282706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/lost-in-marina-square-with-others-lol.html' title='lost in marina square with others. lol.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111850343985818161</id><published>2005-06-10T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T08:24:28.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day as OC. 'screamed' at sec 1s.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICKY [sec 1] =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's our &lt;em&gt;last day&lt;/em&gt; as the OC probationals. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had combine in the morning with some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north-ians&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;festival march&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;stars and stripes&lt;/strong&gt; sounded REALLY nice. &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; too. lol. marching was fun. did formation for 1st and 2nd shape. really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the sec 1s play from the hall. it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. compared to the other combines we heard from them. this one was DIFFERENT. it was like a total change. drastic improvement from the &lt;strong&gt;flutes, oboe, percussion&lt;/strong&gt; and definitely the &lt;strong&gt;trumpets&lt;/strong&gt;. was so shocked. ha. now i can almost picture our sec 1 batch joining main band. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so happy at them till falling in part. the number of them swinging around their bodies, shouting softly and everything was horrifying. happiness level dropped from&lt;strong&gt; 99% to 1%&lt;/strong&gt;. then it all began. &lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt; pumped them and i literally &lt;s&gt;screamed&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;shouted&lt;/em&gt; at the sec 1s till most of the other seniors were shocked stiff. and yaqing told me that i shouldnt really do a 'sudden attack' or something. ok. was i really that fierce? gosh. everyone said it was really good that i was FINALLY being fierce. but i still dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks. the sec 1s can go ahead and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the OCs one by one if they want to. but we would do anything to make sure they do everything perfect and so well that they'll be even better than seniors, even if it means them hating us right to the core. hur. we just have a lot of hope on this batch i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angie&lt;/strong&gt; said i'm just like &lt;em&gt;that person&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. NO WAY &lt;em&gt;I'M&lt;/em&gt; GOING TO BE JUST LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something bad happened later on. haiz. i just watched them and did nothing but sigh. again. yet another &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chain reaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i hate it. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate. noodles. dumplings. chicken rice. one cup of sprite. plus one cup of winter melon tea for dinner. gosh. i dont remember me myself eating&lt;em&gt; so much&lt;/em&gt; before. &lt;strong&gt;jiahui, pauline, minfang&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; zhenjun&lt;/strong&gt; were so shocked. LOL. mum says i'm turning &lt;em&gt;bulimia&lt;/em&gt; soon. like no way. i dont stick my finger down my throat and force my food out, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. 4 of them were so&lt;em&gt; zi-lian&lt;/em&gt;. kept taking photos of themselves with my handphone. now i have like &lt;em&gt;30 over&lt;/em&gt; photos of them themselves. tsk tsk.&lt;strong&gt; /shakes head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north&lt;/strong&gt; for formation practice. excited! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck &lt;strong&gt;diga&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;r, kelly&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; rafidah&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;SYO auditions&lt;/strong&gt; tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you'r next to me, i can see, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the greatest story love has ever told*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe there's something .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// heart. equals. singapore. lol. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// touched. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rudolph the red nosed reindeer! this is &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111850343985818161?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111850343985818161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111850343985818161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850343985818161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850343985818161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-day-as-oc-screamed-at-sec-1s.html' title='last day as OC. &apos;screamed&apos; at sec 1s.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111850321041765295</id><published>2005-06-09T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T08:24:51.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont have a crush on him. (:</title><content type='html'>i cant remember what i did today. other than having marching. and &lt;strong&gt;mr chakrit&lt;/strong&gt; was really really happy with us. lol. i think thats enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o by the way. i DONT have a crush on him. i clarified things with myself. another stupid-few-day crush. haha. i'm glad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never go for something which you know you can never get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// YAY. =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111850321041765295?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111850321041765295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111850321041765295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850321041765295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111850321041765295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-have-crush-on-him.html' title='i dont have a crush on him. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111824425324060876</id><published>2005-06-08T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:24:13.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ewww.</title><content type='html'>i just re-read my blog posts and i realised i'm beginning to sound like those bimbos or bitches who like to go ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OOO. he's my CRUSH. i LOVEEE him. i cant LIVEEE without him. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ewww? sounding a bit like &lt;strong&gt;pansy &lt;/strong&gt;from harry potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up rebecca. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111824425324060876?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111824425324060876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111824425324060876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824425324060876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824425324060876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/ewww.html' title='ewww.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111824062055729017</id><published>2005-06-08T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T07:35:55.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jiahui, hayati and coconuts. (:</title><content type='html'>practically did nothing at home till&lt;strong&gt; charles&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; jordan&lt;/strong&gt; dropped by for fun. then went to school and watched sec 4s and 5s practice their marching. met up with &lt;strong&gt;jiahui &lt;/strong&gt;and had dinner with her and &lt;strong&gt;hayati.&lt;/strong&gt; then went cycling with hayati to li&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;ng and saw jordan. then cycle back.&lt;br /&gt;thats it for today. so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg. &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; just told me she likes my good guy-friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another person knows now. erm. hurhur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said&lt;strong&gt; 'whatever'&lt;/strong&gt; to someone today. on msn. gosh. i must be super pissed off at that person. for why, i dont know either.  /shakes head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// coconuts. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111824062055729017?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111824062055729017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111824062055729017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824062055729017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824062055729017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/jiahui-hayati-and-coconuts.html' title='jiahui, hayati and coconuts. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111824029307437543</id><published>2005-06-07T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:22:34.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complaint by sec 1 parent. SHIT.</title><content type='html'>had a great time in band today. drills together. all sec 3s, 2s and 1s all combined and mr lim was taking&lt;em&gt; us&lt;/em&gt;. really fun. combine was great. mr lim was smiling. like finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i cant remember what i did today cause i'm so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exhausted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the part that one parent is going to&lt;strong&gt; complain&lt;/strong&gt; against the band coz we nv release the sec 1s straight on the dot at 5pm. gosh. its like DUH. we still have to fall them out right? argh. still. we are SO dead. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;knows who's my crush already. and i trust you dont tell anyone. and stop teasing me. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// ouch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling sore. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111824029307437543?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111824029307437543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111824029307437543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824029307437543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111824029307437543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/complaint-by-sec-1-parent-shit.html' title='complaint by sec 1 parent. SHIT.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111806824654881113</id><published>2005-06-06T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T07:30:46.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regent + bedok north @ my hse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AREV!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad that i didnt went to his party. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to regent and gathered bedok north group mates. then walked to limbang and ate at mac's while discussing flag. got our materials from various shops. and yeah. we are SUPER creative. sponges, hangers, you name it! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that mr lim said YES to our group name =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school and bedok north ppl went to do flagpole with selected regent people. took &lt;strong&gt;digambar, diwadeb, shahirah &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; pauline&lt;/strong&gt; on a tour around the school. lol. pretty fun. then told ghost stories to each with&lt;strong&gt; tiffany&lt;/strong&gt; and another girl. loads of fun. too bad they had to leave. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at the foyer while waiting for everyone to finish. was woken up by &lt;strong&gt;aaron&lt;/strong&gt; for some leaders' meeting in the field. learned how to report strength, which is like, really fun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt; dropped the pole and it almost hit&lt;strong&gt; zeting!&lt;/strong&gt; /screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group members and some other people came to my house. to make flag and hang out i guess. like. almost &lt;strong&gt;15 regent + bedok north people&lt;/strong&gt;, can? lol. discuss some stuff. and yeah. completing it on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hayati&lt;/strong&gt;. laugh till pengx. jiahui is so rawkin'. haha. and her little brother is totally handsome, for a sec 1. lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuffing myself full. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah chee still rawks. loads. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just have that funny feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// 3 times. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. yays. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111806824654881113?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111806824654881113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111806824654881113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111806824654881113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111806824654881113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/regent-bedok-north-my-hse.html' title='regent + bedok north @ my hse.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111797702705181533</id><published>2005-06-05T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T07:59:56.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crushes are BADDD. ):</title><content type='html'>ahhh. oh no. i think i have a crush on someone. after like dunno how many years. and i'm feeling weird. argh. yes you heard it right. THE rebecca who who will never have a crush on anyone cause she &lt;em&gt;hates &lt;/em&gt;guys to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is BAD. BAD. &lt;strong&gt;BAD. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crushes = BAD&lt;br /&gt;BAD = affect everything&lt;br /&gt;affect everything = SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does his face keep appearing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. GET OUT. GET OUT. GET OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo. GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont corrupt my innocent mind!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111797702705181533?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111797702705181533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111797702705181533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111797702705181533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111797702705181533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/crushes-are-baddd.html' title='crushes are BADDD. ):'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111797677440395544</id><published>2005-06-05T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T06:06:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parkway parade.</title><content type='html'>went to bedok interchange with &lt;strong&gt;jordan, charles&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;siying&lt;/strong&gt;. waited for jovin. took a bus to &lt;strong&gt;parkway parade&lt;/strong&gt;. its freaking nice there. big and stuff. lol. went to KFC. discussed stuff and ate. &lt;strong&gt;jovin&lt;/strong&gt; practically freaked out at my chilli craze. seriously, who wouldnt? and we've decided on a group name! and it's... ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIR ISAAC NEWTON!! /&lt;/span&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked round parkway parade. looked for group identity and others. took the bus down to &lt;strong&gt;tampinese mall&lt;/strong&gt; and looked even more. found this &lt;strong&gt;yamaha shop&lt;/strong&gt; which sells clarinets, trumpets, flutes, trombones and others. really nice. left there with siying first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lessons. turned out i have another concert lined up for me to perform in. gosh. ok. 26th june i think. going to be like some convention i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. have to go and buy cloth with charles. then go to school to meet bedok north people. yeah. long day again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// bread. bread. bread. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111797677440395544?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111797677440395544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111797677440395544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111797677440395544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111797677440395544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/parkway-parade.html' title='parkway parade.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111790381614285734</id><published>2005-06-04T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T06:05:04.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>potato chips and beef lagsana. puke.</title><content type='html'>i'm such a slacker. i bet like half the class is working hard and studying or even doing their holiday assignments already. here i am doing nothing. i cant even remember the last book i touched. wonderful. rahs. imagine me, the chairperson of the class not even KNOWING what are the holiday assignments. go me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;but there aint a nice one. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to fly over to &lt;strong&gt;bangkok &lt;/strong&gt;for holiday. told dad i'll rather go for band. or stay at home for the matter that i'll be so tired after leadership camp. he said ok. and this means i'll be alone at home ok. wahah. home alone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so going to puke.&lt;strong&gt; potato chips &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;beef lagsana&lt;/strong&gt; DO NOT go well together as dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting my group tomorrow. and we have to look for &lt;strong&gt;famous ancient people&lt;/strong&gt;. not as if i realli know anyone from the ice age though. so i'm settling more for columbus or lincoln that sort of thing. though. erm. well. its not really that ancient. if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// muesli bar again. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111790381614285734?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111790381614285734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111790381614285734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111790381614285734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111790381614285734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/potato-chips-and-beef-lagsana-puke.html' title='potato chips and beef lagsana. puke.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111785721042856408</id><published>2005-06-03T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:53:54.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catholic high concert. JERICHO.</title><content type='html'>i better start posting more serious stuff. coz i just realised i actually post all those utterly disgusting cute stuff. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band today was so. hurhur. PT was realli fun. although i suspected everyone cheated by not running the trick slope. lol. drills. took one of the sec 1s squad with &lt;strong&gt;charles&lt;/strong&gt;. gosh. i've never been so strict in my life. i bet the that squad of sec 1s will probably hate me to death for ruining their drills life. lol. but at least they'r &lt;em&gt;learning&lt;/em&gt; some stuff. plus factor that charles &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pumped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them today. and they were the &lt;em&gt;ONLY &lt;/em&gt;squad who did pumping. but hey. they KNOW what is pumping now. unlike any other squads though. LOL. i'm not &lt;strong&gt;bias &lt;/strong&gt;ok. (: its not as if i like pumping ppl cause whenever i'm made to pump someone, my heart will like break into a &lt;em&gt;million pieces&lt;/em&gt;. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bit of &lt;strong&gt;sec 3s combine&lt;/strong&gt;. or rather as jordan said, leadership members. hurhur. intonation problem is fixing itself slowly. i'm glad. zeting looked pretty well blended into the percussion surroundings. lol. maybe he was MADE to play percussion instead of oboe. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch. then &lt;strong&gt;parade marching practice&lt;/strong&gt;. instructor was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pleased. couldnt blame him at all though. we didnt really practice that seriously and take that much details in doing stuff. but he said he was quite happy with our box thingy. wahah. at LEAST thats something to be glad about.. right? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid schedule said band ended at 5. when its supposed to be 6. like thanks a lot laaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone had to remind me that our OC oni had&lt;em&gt; one week&lt;/em&gt; left. then its either step up to EXCO or step OUT. ok. it sounds so sad. like. we'r leaving one another. something like that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;Catholic High School&lt;/strong&gt; band concert with hayati. zhenjun didnt come! gosh. i'm so disappointed at him. ): hurr. ok. erms. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;their blazers are SOOO nice.&lt;/span&gt; black. black. black. &lt;strong&gt;En Hao&lt;/strong&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;sec 4 flautist&lt;/strong&gt; looked HOT in it. ok. thats SO not for me to say, eh? lol. they played&lt;strong&gt; folk song suite&lt;/strong&gt;. wahah. but no Eb clar in this piece. sad. then one more piece. which has like movements too. a lot like mr lim's type? lol. then was their junior band. which is really the &lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY school section.&lt;/strong&gt; aww. all of them were like so so so cuteee. this kid was holding a clarinet which was the HEIGHT OF HIM. lol. and they played &lt;strong&gt;Sock Hop Tonight&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Twist And Shout&lt;/strong&gt; with all those cute gimmicks. ha. interval. we didnt go look for En Hao. rahs. hayati wouldnt let me. how evil. tsk. &lt;strong&gt;alumni band&lt;/strong&gt; played next. both jap pieces. then. main band again. the conducter [a woman okay. (:] introduced their band and made all the graduating students stand up. then their &lt;strong&gt;drum major&lt;/strong&gt; gave a speech which was realli touching. yeah? haha. then they played&lt;strong&gt; JERICHO.&lt;/strong&gt; and it wasnt just an ordinary nice. more like a &lt;em&gt;VERY VERY VERY VERY nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;you could tell that they worked very very hard for this piece, being their syf piece and world music contest piece. gosh. the last chord was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEAU-TI-FUL&lt;/span&gt;. intonation and balance PERFECT. i could have melted if i could. lol. but right then you could tell WHY and HOW they got gold with honours with that piece. though i'm &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;a huge fan of SYF and its stupid awards, i would have to go with the judges for this band and how they played this piece. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely going to their next concert. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor hayati lost her &lt;em&gt;ez-link card&lt;/em&gt;. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate &lt;strong&gt;mcdonalds&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner. gosh. at this rate i'll probably be a thousand kilograms by end june. not as if i'm so &lt;strong&gt;self centered&lt;/strong&gt;. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// JERICHO. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still thinking of that last chord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111785721042856408?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111785721042856408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111785721042856408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111785721042856408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111785721042856408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/catholic-high-concert-jericho.html' title='catholic high concert. JERICHO.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111785688234620269</id><published>2005-06-02T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:48:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interviews. neoprints @ j8</title><content type='html'>neoprints rawk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band without sec 1s today. PT was fun! haha. &lt;em&gt;skipped &lt;/em&gt;maths lesson. optional wat. LOL. lala. took sec 2s drills awhile. then joined sec 3s for practice. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sectionals. lunch. combine. mr lim totally &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;with the band. rahhss. how how. we lost our intonation and blahh already! gosh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lot 1. &lt;strong&gt;me, hayati, jordan, suhaila, zhenjun, suhaila&lt;/strong&gt; were walking around. lalal. decided to look for that &lt;strong&gt;band journal&lt;/strong&gt;. then yeah. jordan was making us laugh till pengx. haha. found the PERFCT journal. but yet. its like. almost 30 bucks. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some interview thing. EXCO and OC. i was interviewed by &lt;strong&gt;joseph&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;yaqing &lt;/strong&gt;at mcdonalds. went quite well. i talked a lot of crap i think. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened to &lt;strong&gt;zhenjun &lt;/strong&gt;and i couldnt stop laughing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;junction 8&lt;/strong&gt; with hayati and zhenjun. walked round &lt;strong&gt;popular&lt;/strong&gt; waiting for hayati's fren to get &lt;strong&gt;catholic high concert tickerts&lt;/strong&gt;. then. we took &lt;strong&gt;NEOPRINTS&lt;/strong&gt;. as in. 3 of us. lol. and everything turned out REALLY NICE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm singin' in the rain*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jordan = my dog. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoohaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111785688234620269?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111785688234620269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111785688234620269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111785688234620269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111785688234620269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/interviews-neoprints-j8.html' title='interviews. neoprints @ j8'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111763815085549019</id><published>2005-06-01T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:02:30.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more pasa malam trips. lol.</title><content type='html'>i want a &lt;strong&gt;kitten&lt;/strong&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my time doing &lt;strong&gt;housework&lt;/strong&gt; today. believe it or not. lol. yaaa. me. vacuum-ing, mopping, folding clothes. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents forbid me to go to 'pasa malam' cause they say the food is unhealthy and everything there is bad. no offence to any one who works there or love it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths extra lessons tmr. gawd. i'm dreading it. bet i'll probably be sleeping in class again. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate like &lt;em&gt;20 &lt;/em&gt;bars of chocolate today. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practiced extra piano today. lol. no violin lessons today. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard his tender words against your ear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Every word I say is true, this I promise you... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words felt like soft kisses against your ear. You felt a single tear glide down your cheek, knowing it was over and that you would have to depart. You wipe the tear away and walked away silently, not breaking eye contact with him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// kitten. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// shape of my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. and lalalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111763815085549019?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111763815085549019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111763815085549019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111763815085549019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111763815085549019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-more-pasa-malam-trips-lol.html' title='no more pasa malam trips. lol.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111755313615774198</id><published>2005-05-31T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T08:25:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st marching pract!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;jub. jub. jub. jub.&lt;/strong&gt; ^-^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for full day band. sec 1s got to fall in with seniors. and boy. hurhur. we took one hell of a long time to get the attendence done. rushed to&lt;strong&gt; maths lesson&lt;/strong&gt; with&lt;strong&gt; zeting&lt;/strong&gt;. ended up doing nothing but writing schedules for all OC members out because gosh. dear teacher was SO damn &lt;em&gt;'ms chin'.&lt;/em&gt; where's &lt;strong&gt;ms beh&lt;/strong&gt;? sob.&lt;strong&gt; haozhi&lt;/strong&gt; was like&lt;em&gt; SLEEPING&lt;/em&gt; beside me can? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some sec 1s for drills. i like them. (: ha. ok. then supposed to have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;physics lessons. but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pon-ned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it for band. wahah. had &lt;strong&gt;water parade&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt;. so diao. ha. lunch. then combine for juniors and seniors went down and waited for the thailand coach to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when &lt;strong&gt;ms loh&lt;/strong&gt; [the BAND TEACHER!] came up to me and gave me a stare with&lt;em&gt; WHITE&lt;/em&gt; make up around her eyes which was YUCKS. not that i hate her or anything. but she pissed me off when she told me&lt;strong&gt; " rebecca the residents will complain like they complained yesterday if you all continue playing "&lt;/strong&gt; and yet another long stare. i was like SO wanting to slap her. but being a student. yeah. just snapped &lt;strong&gt;" but we'll be marching in the parade square. and PLAYING. "&lt;/strong&gt; and she just &lt;em&gt;shut up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it totally sucks when people, especially those older than you, who throws you an unreasonable question or answer and they just WANT to see you &lt;em&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; lost&lt;/em&gt; in front of them. i'm sorry but it wont work with me. &lt;strong&gt;i've got my own words, thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neither am i someone whom you can give sweets to after a caning. so stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;thailand coach was name&lt;strong&gt; chakrit&lt;/strong&gt;. he RAWKS. learned all da basic marching skills and blah blah. was so fun. lol. &lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt;'s group was realli good! =DD haa. somehow i was pretty much drained of water. so drank and drank. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to pack up. then&lt;strong&gt; charles&lt;/strong&gt; came up to me and he told me something which hit my nail. very hard indeed. ahh. he told me to RELAX and that i seem very&lt;em&gt; stressed up&lt;/em&gt;. i was like. dunno. dunno. went in and started thinking and thinking.. am i stressed? no right? how could THE REBECCA be stressed?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;LOL. &lt;strong&gt;jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; said that i looked pale. lol. i'm not. &lt;strong&gt;thx for your concern. (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down. sec 1s , 2s and 3s had their own squad. and the whole band looked very big all of a sudden. lol. then smoke was like emerging from different corners of the school surrounding us. was realli that insect smoke thingy. but ahs. it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;instant noodles + apple + ferrero roche = dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. played &lt;strong&gt;cartoon network &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. so childish of me rite. but ahs. its been a LONG time since i played these kind of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; wat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honey chocolate muesli bar&lt;/strong&gt; rawks!  though it can settle for a meal itself. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so energetic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// honey chocolate muesli bar! =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. shall sleep late. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111755313615774198?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111755313615774198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111755313615774198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111755313615774198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111755313615774198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/1st-marching-pract.html' title='1st marching pract!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111755360010035014</id><published>2005-05-30T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T08:33:20.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday faeliq! chalet!!</title><content type='html'>prawns are nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAELIQ!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;hayati&lt;/strong&gt; and got our presents for faeliq. yeah. KIDDY PALACE OK? LOL. met &lt;strong&gt;gillian &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; pinru&lt;/strong&gt; at yishun. lalala. took bus to tampinese. anddd. so QIAO. *ahem* saw &lt;strong&gt;leonard&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jason&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. haha. waited for &lt;strong&gt;ben toh&lt;/strong&gt;. then took train to pasir ris. then like. so many ppl reach already can? lol. plus factor for &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;yinshuen.&lt;/strong&gt; yeps. and we sat on the floor while waiting. diao. lala. met &lt;strong&gt;xiuwen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;yuzhen&lt;/strong&gt; going to their own class chalet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole bunch of sjimb boys there. duh. faeliq's bday chalet wat. LOL. ok. they played soccer so we play &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;captain's ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lor. haa. sec 3s vs sec 2s. like. grace + gillian + me vs yinshuen + pinru + hayati. LOL. played will da stepping stones for fun. so bo liao. haha. then played &lt;strong&gt;volleyball&lt;/strong&gt; with grace. weeee. so long nv play le. and she's a realli good player. lol. then hayati joined in for a game of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; monkey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. blehh. haa. walked on the beach. sea water so dirty. hurhur. wrote&lt;strong&gt; " grace loves james " &lt;/strong&gt;on the sand. haa. "loves" was like. a heart shape. haha. met zakiah. she so rawks. =DD haaa. &lt;strong&gt;faeliq&lt;/strong&gt; caught this&lt;strong&gt; baby catfish&lt;/strong&gt;. and was like. super disgusting just watching it struggle. erk. poor fish. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet. played with faeliq's cousin. super cute! ha.&lt;strong&gt; zakiah&lt;/strong&gt; splashed me with water. evil. hurhur. &lt;strong&gt;ashiq&lt;/strong&gt; was being mean. he kept giving the kid [faeliq's cousin] more and more jelly so that the kid wud stop taking jelly&lt;em&gt; from me&lt;/em&gt;. bleh. didnt work though. so i rawk. ha. &lt;strong&gt;barbeque&lt;/strong&gt;. sit there and had calls coming in about band. so diao. lol. ermms. played daidee with &lt;strong&gt;gareth jonathan grace timchua. &lt;/strong&gt;won twice. wahah. followed the rest to de arcade. sat there and watched ben toh [and some guy named seetho?] play &lt;strong&gt;para para&lt;/strong&gt;. first time watching a guy dance para para. hurr. and they danced like some superman. lol. went back chalet and grace was peeling prawns for jonathan. gosh. blah. dont understand why guys dont like&lt;em&gt; peeling prawns them&lt;/em&gt;selves. lol. jason barbequed like another plate so yeah. peeled THAT plate. for everyone. (: haa. i'm so nice. ok. crap. oo. jonathan played the flute while we were eating! and he played&lt;strong&gt; concerto d'amour&lt;/strong&gt;!! -jumps- and plays super nice laa. haha. leonard did some fortune telling thing. boo. &lt;em&gt;creepy.&lt;/em&gt; somehow. &lt;strong&gt;desperate housewives&lt;/strong&gt; was on tv. o man. nothing to say. lol. kane [i think] was nice. he helped me to barbeque my prawns. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. thx to gillian's mom and dad!! =DD poor gillian is sick. take care!! (:then took train with hayati to &lt;strong&gt;yew tee&lt;/strong&gt; from yio chu kang. hayati wanted to eat. and i was like. ORH. haa. lalala. blah blah. then blah blah. then home. yays. (:&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. &lt;strong&gt;first marching pract tmr!!&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics and maths extra lessons tmr. damn. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// a different perspective.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. sleep soon. dumdeedums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111755360010035014?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111755360010035014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111755360010035014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111755360010035014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111755360010035014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-bday-faeliq-chalet.html' title='happy bday faeliq! chalet!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111738218351391313</id><published>2005-05-29T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T08:56:23.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie at siying's hse!</title><content type='html'>wahaha. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green apples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;sectionals&lt;/strong&gt; at my hse today again. &lt;strong&gt;minfang&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;dor, yvonne &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; zeting&lt;/strong&gt; came too with my section! lol. lala. tried to memorise &lt;strong&gt;The Stars And Stripes Forever&lt;/strong&gt;. weee. ha. &lt;strong&gt;yokelian&lt;/strong&gt; memorised like so many scores in a few days time oni. GOSH. lol. pro! haa. oh oh. and we wanted to do as many &lt;em&gt;sit ups and push ups&lt;/em&gt; as possible to help us develope &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muscles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for our parade. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; zhenjun&lt;/strong&gt; came later. dear sister was extremely interested in jiahui's trumpet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lessons went to meet &lt;strong&gt;siying &lt;/strong&gt;at cck control. both of us were buying dinner at KFC when this woman just left without paying for her food. and the manager was like "EXCUSE ME! YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR YOUR FOOD!" tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;I Do, I Do&lt;/strong&gt; at siying hse till &lt;strong&gt;zhenjun &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;wensheng&lt;/strong&gt; came to join us. yeps. then watched&lt;strong&gt; La Bi Xiao Xin&lt;/strong&gt; next. siying gave me a &lt;em&gt;green apple&lt;/em&gt; to munch on. and it doesnt taste bad. =D&lt;br /&gt;dad brought me home. and blahs. tmr got extra english lessons. wat a holiday. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4s taking O levels' mother tongue tmr &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JIA YOU!&lt;/span&gt; =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29th june 2015.&lt;/strong&gt; me and siying wud be travelling to europe to look at da &lt;strong&gt;MOUNTAINS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;CLOUDS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFUL LANDSCAPE. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// hazelnutchocolatesss. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. i'm short. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111738218351391313?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111738218351391313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111738218351391313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111738218351391313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111738218351391313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-at-siyings-hse.html' title='movie at siying&apos;s hse!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111729895199963706</id><published>2005-05-28T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:49:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored sat.stars and stripes song!</title><content type='html'>bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out from my mum that my uncle just passed away ytd morning at 5:40am? supposed to go for his wake today and tomorrow. but ahs. mom and sis went with other uncles and aunts. so i'm now at home. staring at the screen. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's realli nothing on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaron&lt;/strong&gt; so rawks man. he just send me &lt;strong&gt;Thunderer &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;The Stars And Stripes Forever&lt;/strong&gt;. THANKS DUDE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sean biggerstaff&lt;/strong&gt; is so freaking hot. X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna to see those&lt;em&gt; beautiful mountains and lakes and clouds&lt;/em&gt;! i wanna go to england! scotland! and switzerland! blah. mom has already toured like the WHOLE of europe some years ago. HERSELF. and she came back boasting to us. how UNFAIR. blehhhhhh. &lt;s&gt;at least the chocolates werent bad. (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hear&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;string instruments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; playing for &lt;strong&gt;The Stars And Stripes Forever. &lt;/strong&gt;obviously this isnt what i wan to hear. aint there a proper band version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh. i wan to bake &lt;strong&gt;cookies&lt;/strong&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// hexic. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalal. i'm home alone. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111729895199963706?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111729895199963706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111729895199963706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111729895199963706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111729895199963706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/bored-satstars-and-stripes-song.html' title='bored sat.stars and stripes song!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111729875239360689</id><published>2005-05-28T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:45:52.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class position. 10th.</title><content type='html'>PMS-ing sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back report books. i'm&lt;strong&gt; 10th&lt;/strong&gt; in class. and like. i cant feel anything. no feelings. was like. oh i see. hurhur. pms-inggg is just a really STUPID excuse which sucks. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siti&lt;/strong&gt; got 1st! -HUGS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; got 2nd! -congrats-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAOZHI &lt;/strong&gt;GOT 3RD! I'M SO FREAKING PROUD OF HIM!!! =DD -JUMPS UP AND DOWN-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. haozhi the SAME guy who "gave up" on his studies in term 1. has TRANSFORMED. wahh. i feel like a mother feeling proud of her son. ok. crap. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths&lt;/strong&gt; was horrendous. i was listening to music on &lt;strong&gt;wilson's Zen touch&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;boonchong&lt;/strong&gt;. boonchong is so farnie. he's never heard any english music before. and he was like "orhh. listen lorr." when i suggest anything. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class movie outing! watch&lt;strong&gt; MADAGASCAR&lt;/strong&gt;!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEILING&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;JENNIFER &lt;/strong&gt;RAWKS!! -hugs- they agreed to stand in for &lt;strong&gt;siying &lt;/strong&gt;and others so that siying they all can go for band pract marching! aww. and to think they already had their own work attachments a week later. gawd. they SO rawk. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was. ok. took warmups. gawd. i think i havent been conducting for too long already. argh. ): lala. o wells. &lt;strong&gt;bedok north&lt;/strong&gt; sec 3s came. yeps. went down to march. then had to announce the new heads and whatever thing. &lt;strong&gt;ms tan&lt;/strong&gt; got angry coz of &lt;em&gt;LOTS &lt;/em&gt;of stuff. diao. i dont realli know how the EXCO chose the &lt;strong&gt;new heads and section leaders&lt;/strong&gt;, but there's definitely loads of confusion now. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this totally sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kenny&lt;/strong&gt; asked me how it felt like to take over the band now. i was like. 2 weeks more, 2 weeks more. tsk. i shud stop having this kind of thinking. it's going to affect how i do my stuff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoeva said that band major is an &lt;em&gt;easy&lt;/em&gt; job shud be personally slaughtered by me. always seemed like 'the band major' is the one who gets to go on stage and 'get-glory-or-whateva-damn-stuff' rite? bullshit. you people just dont know how much the OC does. ok. shut up ME. rahs. o wells. 2 more weeks left. then the actual band major already. seriously i know its not me anymore. so. might as enjoy this 2 week right? yeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just told dad and mom i'm 10th in class. i'm getting &lt;strong&gt;$50&lt;/strong&gt; from mom and da &lt;strong&gt;T7 slim digital camera&lt;/strong&gt; from dad! YAYS. and to think i didnt even have to ask! &lt;s&gt;i'm spoilt, i know.&lt;/s&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant wait to fly, God knows that, I'm Alive*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// t7 digital camera!!! =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. feeling pooped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111729875239360689?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111729875239360689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111729875239360689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111729875239360689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111729875239360689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/class-position-10th.html' title='class position. 10th.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111711563152169783</id><published>2005-05-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T06:53:51.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gr 7 piano exam book is YUCKS.</title><content type='html'>i have my period. -smirks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr kamar&lt;/strong&gt; helped with my woodwork today. and the other &lt;strong&gt;two technicians&lt;/strong&gt; helped me cut da slit and teach me how to use da lathe. wahah. YOU ALL RAWK. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand &lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;maths&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a bit of&lt;strong&gt; shark tale&lt;/strong&gt; in cme lessons. the movie RAWKED. i wanna buy the VCD! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;snuck off&lt;/em&gt; to 3/6 during&lt;strong&gt; chinese relief period&lt;/strong&gt;. siying and others were so shocked to catch me in their class pretending to be 'part of them'. LOL. spent my day there folding &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; cranes. haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was okies? &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; sounded realli good for the beginning. haha. OC was pumped 50. o wells. yeahh. must learn to accept stuff rite? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;piano lesson&lt;/strong&gt; was good. got my &lt;strong&gt;grade 7 exam pieces&lt;/strong&gt;. all of them dont sound nice on the cd player. yucks. with 4 flats. poo. got my new theory book. looks neat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano cher asked me to perform on stage. yeps. some france embassy thing. in september. think it'll be cool? dunno. i dont realli fancy performing infront of ppl. see first. lol. so now will have like one performance per instrument lined up next month and sept. excluding violin that is. dunno la. lol. think will skip de SMS one. clashes with POP. gawd. dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just told i'm down this june holidays for teaching piano to two kids. o wells. i get to pick the days, so as long as it doesnt clash with band and music lessons, why not? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why cant we play as well as we did the 5th time on our first try?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;when can i stop lying to myself?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertising!! [order of dates.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catholic High Band.&lt;/strong&gt; 3rd June. $12. 7:30pm. Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuhua Band.&lt;/strong&gt; 19th June. $10/$12. 7:30pm. Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regent + Bedok North Passing Out Parade.&lt;/strong&gt; 18th June. FREE. 4pm. venue at Bedok North secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monfort Military Band.&lt;/strong&gt; 23rd June. $15/10. 7:30pm. Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chong Boon Concert Band.&lt;/strong&gt; METIER V. 1 July. $8. 7:30pm. Chong Boon Secondary School Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anderson Military Band.&lt;/strong&gt; AMBIENCE 3. 2nd July. $8/10. 3pm. Salvation army at bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orchid Park Wind Orchestra.&lt;/strong&gt; 8th July. $10. 7pm. Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St Joseph's Institution Military Band.&lt;/strong&gt; 8th/9th July. $10. 7:30pm. SJI Performing Arts Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wan go. find meeeeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// concerts. performances. weeee. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry. -frowns-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111711563152169783?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111711563152169783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111711563152169783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111711563152169783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111711563152169783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/gr-7-piano-exam-book-is-yucks.html' title='gr 7 piano exam book is YUCKS.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111703416748377940</id><published>2005-05-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T06:38:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paper cranes w siti. dada. jacky. ee-wee. nai-maaa.</title><content type='html'>hohummmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurve folding paper cranes so much now! haa. made for &lt;strong&gt;myself, siti, nai-maaa&lt;/strong&gt; [lewis!], &lt;strong&gt;dada&lt;/strong&gt; [wei da],&lt;strong&gt; jacky&lt;/strong&gt; [jackson] and&lt;strong&gt; ee-wee&lt;/strong&gt; [chunjie]. LOL. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was raining like mad this morning. rainwater got into my shoes. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nai-ma was listening to &lt;strong&gt;Lao Shu Ai Da Mi&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;wilson's zen touch&lt;/strong&gt;. i cudnt stop laughing when i heard that. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; was so rawkin' today. talked from internation wars, to iraq and US war, to bombs, to germs, to AIDS, to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;. OMG. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received da &lt;strong&gt;school merit award&lt;/strong&gt; on stage with other band members. the medal [w/o straps] is so nice and shiny. in a little transparent box somemore. NEAT. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learned how to pull da ropes and make the flagpole after school. was &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY COOL&lt;/strong&gt; learning from da&lt;strong&gt; scouts.&lt;/strong&gt; lol. lurved the part where we pulled up the flagpole. mind u. it is SUPER &lt;em&gt;DUPER HEAVY.&lt;/em&gt; but we LOVED it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took drills from&lt;strong&gt; jordan&lt;/strong&gt; for a while. yeah. then blah blah blah. yeps. had &lt;em&gt;small small&lt;/em&gt; meeting with OC. lala. this and that. then went home. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music lessons were both good. teachers were both happy at my performance in lesson today. yeah? haa. jason [mr han] was so shocked that i got a &lt;strong&gt;D7 for ELEMENTARY MATHS&lt;/strong&gt;. lol. and he was like SO totally shocked. like. HOW CAN YOU GET A D7??!! and i'm like. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dunno.&lt;/span&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.&lt;strong&gt; pauline&lt;/strong&gt; just told me i kana group leader for leadership camp. again. oh noooo. o wells. as long as i'm not I/C, i'm glad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl just got back her report book and she's&lt;strong&gt; 7th in class&lt;/strong&gt;. so she took my primary sch report book and started comparing until i told her she oni got 7th becoz her class is&lt;em&gt; lousy&lt;/em&gt;. opps. at least she didnt complain to dad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// increasing = worse. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// yay yay. d7. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-sway- lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111703416748377940?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111703416748377940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111703416748377940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111703416748377940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111703416748377940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/paper-cranes-w-siti-dada-jacky-ee-wee.html' title='paper cranes w siti. dada. jacky. ee-wee. nai-maaa.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111694722735748373</id><published>2005-05-24T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T08:39:36.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shattered windows + PRESERVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;stars and stripes forevaaa&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so much better from ytd. haa. knew it. my positive side wud just come out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus to school for like the first time in my life time. coz i was stuck with a horn, 2 clarinets and 4 stacks of library scores. go me. LOL. thx &lt;strong&gt;hayati&lt;/strong&gt; for helping!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back results slip. seems like music has pulled me down like crazi. all coz i didnt take its homework seriously. yucks. an &lt;strong&gt;F9 &lt;/strong&gt;can? shud have actually do properly rather than anyhow do. LOL. havent got class ranking or level ranking yet. o wells. i dont expect much though. yeps. i'm a &lt;strong&gt;55.1%&lt;/strong&gt; for 8 subjects. yucks. counted. if i took away my music grades wud be a 60% for the 7 subjects. LOL. ok nvm. i dont regret anything. i cost my own grades, yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was allowed to skip chinese lessons today with&lt;strong&gt; darren&lt;/strong&gt; to help &lt;strong&gt;mr seetho&lt;/strong&gt; update some demerit merit thing. yeah. so both of us were sitting outside office writing and counting. haha. darren is so cute. &lt;em&gt;small small&lt;/em&gt; de number oso nid calculator. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the class windows broke and shattered into tiny little pieces today. i was totally DUMBFOUNDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRST PAPER CRANE EVER&lt;/span&gt; today! thx to &lt;strong&gt;MEILING&lt;/strong&gt;! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my first time ever for this whole term eating lunch in school. lol. just made me realise why i skip lunch everyday. for band. aww. &lt;strong&gt;all for the love of band.&lt;/strong&gt; touching. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was FUN today. &lt;strong&gt;house &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Moving" target="_blank"&gt;moving&lt;/a&gt; castle rawked&lt;/strong&gt;. helped &lt;strong&gt;siying &lt;/strong&gt;a bit with da sec 1s attendence though i realli couldnt see in the dark. lol. sectionals. &lt;strong&gt;me, siying, charles, zhenjun. yvonne, yokelian&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;yuting&lt;/strong&gt; were standing in a circle, memorising and marching on the spot to stars and stripes forevaa. haha. merry widow. &lt;strong&gt;matthew&lt;/strong&gt; joined us. he was so farnie! yeps. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for POP!!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band. OC was sitting together in da middle of the parade square for fun. haha. then we became very lame. esp me and &lt;strong&gt;jiahui&lt;/strong&gt;. went nuts. started to shout things like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"PRESERVE MUSICAL HARMONY"&lt;/span&gt; and blah blah which we saw on da walls of the school building which said like " preserve racial harmony " or " we dont owe singapore a living ". haha. new band motto gonna come out. talking to mr tan bout accepting it soon. lala. gonna start painting walls and looking for banners and redecorating boards. weee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a talk with&lt;strong&gt; joseph&lt;/strong&gt;. he was helping me. like &lt;em&gt;"band majors have to stay calm at all times"&lt;/em&gt; and lotsa stuff. hmm. rather grateful for his small talk with me bout band stuff. realli appreciated it loads. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm confused. why do i get the same story but totally different points of views from 4 ppl. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt; has an -AHEM- from &lt;strong&gt;ACS BARKER ROAD&lt;/strong&gt;. o man. i'm gonna get so hacked from her. at least i didnt say the NAME. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faeliq&lt;/strong&gt;'s mad at me! LOL. HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// preserve. =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hums- laaaalaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111694722735748373?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111694722735748373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111694722735748373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111694722735748373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111694722735748373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/shattered-windows-preserve.html' title='shattered windows + PRESERVE.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111685996247616019</id><published>2005-05-23T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:52:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post.</title><content type='html'>argh. i just read gillian's blog. i just realised why i'm feeling so deprived. its not just one thing. its a lot a lot. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jared's right. i shudnt bottle things up inside me. its not good. but then i cant talk to the goldfishes again, can i? and i certainly cant talk to. just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i feel like crying.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111685996247616019?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111685996247616019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111685996247616019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685996247616019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685996247616019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/3rd-post.html' title='3rd post.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111685773655543655</id><published>2005-05-23T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:56:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post.</title><content type='html'>i cant believe i just gorged myself with another bar of chocolate. but the feeling is still there and i cant get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deprived. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping another bar for tmr. i know i'll be needing it. o wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111685773655543655?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111685773655543655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111685773655543655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685773655543655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685773655543655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-post_23.html' title='2nd post.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111685547028290256</id><published>2005-05-23T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:57:41.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cineleisure w music ppl. (:</title><content type='html'>tired. confused. and i want to puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair is dropping like no one's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt;. i bet by next year i'll be &lt;em&gt;bald&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached&lt;strong&gt; Cineleisure&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;[thx to sarah! ((:]&lt;/strong&gt; and waited for&lt;strong&gt; evangeline, jeff &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; ivan&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. all music class ppl. haha. &lt;strong&gt;yuting&lt;/strong&gt; was so nice. she kept me company on the phone while i was waiting. haa. evan came. then jeff was late by like &lt;em&gt;an hour&lt;/em&gt; with his fren. his fren looks like some 22 year old guy though he's realli 16. gosh. i was like. ERM. haha. then evan's fren &lt;strong&gt;William&lt;/strong&gt; came. and they had some 'counselling' session thing. jeff was being terribly. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahem.&lt;/span&gt; coz he was trying to approach other girls for their numbers, esp those &lt;em&gt;ang-moh ones&lt;/em&gt;. and those girls kept &lt;strong&gt;running away&lt;/strong&gt; from him. LOL. bad move. ivan came like. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he was at SCHOOL laa. some stupid presentation he had to make. boo. lol. saw &lt;strong&gt;LiChoo&lt;/strong&gt;. haaa. lala. cudnt decide wat we wanted to eat and was like walking around aimlessly till 6 then took taxi with evan to dover. [thx for da ride!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus then mrt to cck and met&lt;strong&gt; hayati&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner. i was totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deprived&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. of something. LOL. yea. ate at &lt;strong&gt;delifrance&lt;/strong&gt; and i wudnt stop adding pepper to my tuna. haa. then blahh. went here and there. then walked home with her. lalalalalala. thats all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivan stays in a &lt;strong&gt;ACS hostel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats SUPER COOL can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like going to school tmr. i just know i'm going to be faced with lotsa stuff. lots and lots. haiz. o well. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// collaspe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes. have to type out agenda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111685547028290256?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111685547028290256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111685547028290256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685547028290256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111685547028290256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/cineleisure-w-music-ppl.html' title='cineleisure w music ppl. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111677600485330457</id><published>2005-05-22T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T08:36:22.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting - shoot. =\</title><content type='html'>exhausted-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siying&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;yuting&lt;/strong&gt; dropped by in da morning for a little&lt;strong&gt; sectionals&lt;/strong&gt;. and we had a hell of a great time. (: haa. then went to meet the others for meeting at jiahui's hse. yeps. jiahui's hse is real nice. and her room totally rawks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting. &lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;charles&lt;/strong&gt; were like totally beating around the bush. &lt;strong&gt;zeting&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;jiahui &lt;/strong&gt;were totally confused. finally we just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'shoot'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. then the others joined in. yeah. &lt;s&gt;something happened.&lt;/s&gt; hope all goes well. -worried look-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yvonne&lt;/strong&gt; came to my hse with siying n yuting again. for another round of sectionals. had fun teaching yvonne&lt;strong&gt; piano&lt;/strong&gt;. and she's a realli fast learner. haha. yeps. had dinner at lot 1. was like waiting for this family to finish eating so that we cud take their seats. finally gave up after waiting for like 15 minutes in the foodcourt. finally we decided to&lt;strong&gt; 'take away'&lt;/strong&gt; da food. walked away and the family got up and left letting another family take their place. ok. how evil. lol. ate outside lot 1 near the &lt;strong&gt;'band hangout'&lt;/strong&gt; spot. was having loads of fun. yuting left. me siying n von walked round lot 1. saw&lt;strong&gt; jiahui [graduate one]&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; sixian&lt;/strong&gt;. haa. ((: lala. von was buying lots and lots of stuff. haha. o wells. took bus back with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// -who cares- .. LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// cookes. and chocolate. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's a public holiday. good. i'm turning the air con to full blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111677600485330457?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111677600485330457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111677600485330457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111677600485330457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111677600485330457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/meeting-shoot.html' title='meeting - shoot. =\'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111677533841079658</id><published>2005-05-21T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T08:26:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stars and stripes + bedok north!</title><content type='html'>singapore is tiny. but i like it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that &lt;strong&gt;yvonne&lt;/strong&gt;'s primary sch conducter was &lt;strong&gt;mr yea&lt;/strong&gt;. the amb one. o gosh. s'pore is way too small. anyway. got mr yea's number from &lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt; [thx!] and gave it to yvonne. lol. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok north&lt;/strong&gt; today. sec 3 combine. played the pieces. love &lt;strong&gt;The Stars and Stripes Forever!&lt;/strong&gt; yays! haha.&lt;strong&gt; li xin&lt;/strong&gt; came for sectionals again! lol. lalala. their sec 1 percussionists are so adorable. lol. and&lt;strong&gt; dor&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;minfang&lt;/strong&gt; were learning how to march with drums in the parade square. cute. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with others. &lt;strong&gt;zhenjun&lt;/strong&gt; was buying and buying after finishing one after another. and it was 'weird' stuff. firstly was &lt;em&gt;Tang Yuan&lt;/em&gt;. then &lt;em&gt;Suan Pan Zi&lt;/em&gt;. then Grass Jelly Longan. o man. i learned a lot bout food. haha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cadbury chocolate&lt;/em&gt; rawks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// small and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes. sectionals tmr at my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111677533841079658?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111677533841079658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111677533841079658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111677533841079658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111677533841079658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/stars-and-stripes-bedok-north.html' title='stars and stripes + bedok north!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111660507020062508</id><published>2005-05-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:04:30.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sectionals with li xin. (:</title><content type='html'>ahh.&lt;em&gt; irritated&lt;/em&gt; with band stuff. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band has nv ever made me&lt;em&gt; irritated&lt;/em&gt;. maybe i'm too much of a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nowadays. hey, who isnt? heard complaints bout this person and that person. gosh. its scary i tell you. everything is going in faster than i can respond. &lt;strong&gt;li xin&lt;/strong&gt; came and gave us sectionals! yay! haha. he rawks. (: LOL. went through &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; with section. i'm starting to think i'm become fiercer day by day. not sure is it a good thing but still not as fierce as siying. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haozhi&lt;/strong&gt; and i are against each other next term for combined humans. specifically&lt;strong&gt; history + social studies&lt;/strong&gt;. i got a B3 this SA1. argh. from a A2. haozhi took my A2 instead. boo. i'll get it back from him soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping &lt;strong&gt;zhucheng &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; kaixun&lt;/strong&gt; sell tickets. poor them. yeps. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;EVERYONE GO FOR REGENT MOVEMENT AND DANCE PERFORMANCE.&lt;/span&gt; next saturday, 6pm at regent for $6. TELL ME. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jackson rawks. (:&lt;/strong&gt; he let me and siti touch his soft hair! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i went to buy &lt;em&gt;mcdonalds&lt;/em&gt;' for &lt;em&gt;my sister&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to &lt;strong&gt;bedok north&lt;/strong&gt; tmr for sec 3 band pract. meeting at 7am. early. but cant wait anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm sorry i cant read your signs&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// back and forth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. i dont know what to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111660507020062508?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111660507020062508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111660507020062508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111660507020062508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111660507020062508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/sectionals-with-li-xin.html' title='sectionals with li xin. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111651917610570282</id><published>2005-05-19T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:12:56.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merry widow. rawks.</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeeee!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school technicians still rawks coz they offered to help with my woodwork! ha. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall maths grade. &lt;strong&gt;48.3&lt;/strong&gt; which is a &lt;strong&gt;D7.&lt;/strong&gt; not sure is it good or bad though. better than last year. class highest 60. lowest 20+. so i'm like. in the&lt;em&gt; middle&lt;/em&gt;. hurhur. but still. why. oni miss by 1.7 marks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english. i'm awfully proud of my class coz we had &lt;strong&gt;22 passes&lt;/strong&gt; when other classes oni had like a &lt;em&gt;single digit number&lt;/em&gt;. haha. 17/25 for comphre. 7.5/25 for summary. 21/30 for composition. ??/30 for report writing [dunno yet. lol.] so. yes. &lt;strong&gt;MY SUMMARY GOT A 7.5!&lt;/strong&gt; i wrote like oni 3 or 4 LINES LA. xD haha. ok my bad for leaving oni 2 minutes for summary. which is a huge mistake. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i PASSED overall term 2 chinese with a&lt;strong&gt; 52&lt;/strong&gt; despite my &lt;em&gt;disgraceful D7&lt;/em&gt; for BOTH paper 1 and paper 2. LOL. i literally jumped OUT of my chair with like a YAY!! listening helps i guess. lol. o gosh. someone up there really wants me to pass chinese. lol. thank you, i appreciate it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up just in time during &lt;strong&gt;POA &lt;/strong&gt;[it was FREAKING BORING LA] to see this on the projecter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ng chu ying rebecca - 55 - C6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;felt asleep straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;i just thought i was dreaming cause dear me was expecting a &lt;strong&gt;F9&lt;/strong&gt; coz i hate POA to the core. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. it wasnt half as bad as i had predicted. maybe our oni-sec-2-and-3-band wont collaspe. mr lim didnt realli scold us at all. &lt;strong&gt;merry widow realli rawks&lt;/strong&gt;. =D isnt as difficult as i thought. yeps. and i LOVE &lt;strong&gt;festival march&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"bm what. of coz wont skip band la"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth can. this is not the first time i get this&lt;em&gt; STUPID&lt;/em&gt; reason why ppl dont go for band la. like c'mon man. dont u get freaking sick of this reason? and realli. we dont go for band for the post. we went for band and got the post. then might as well everyone get bm so that everyone can go for band every practice. blah. please. i dont skip band coz i dont wan to rot at home. or&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; JUST because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i have a&lt;strong&gt; freaking flu or cough&lt;/strong&gt; oni. its. STUPID. not as if you cant SIT in the music room and just follow band without playing your instrument right? hur. never make assumptions. thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o rite. &lt;strong&gt;kaixun&lt;/strong&gt; has been forcing me to watch da &lt;em&gt;movement and dan&lt;/em&gt;ce thing. he's so adorable, how can i say no? LOL. o well. going as a band group. so yeah. can watch kaixun, elaine and zhucheng wat. 3 ppl from my class. woo. haha. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyone who wants to watch M&amp;D perform on da 26th of May for $6 [SIX ONLY!! GOT A LOT A LOT A LOT OF GROUP DANCERS!] contact ME. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class boys said they wud come for POP! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. another performance in &lt;strong&gt;30th june&lt;/strong&gt; to some schools in our cluster. and we'r playing &lt;strong&gt;festival march&lt;/strong&gt; for that too!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YAY YAY YAY!!&lt;/span&gt; i tell you. i'll make sure people listen to our oni-sec-2-and-sec-3-strong-band and &lt;em&gt;CRY&lt;/em&gt; after listening to that. lol. ok i'm being mean. opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebecca rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yay yay yay. &lt;strong&gt;sec 3s&lt;/strong&gt; gonna start going to &lt;strong&gt;bedok north&lt;/strong&gt; every sat from this week onwards. we all agreed. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why ask obvious questions?~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// festival march. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// merry widow! =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many things to do ; so little time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111651917610570282?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111651917610570282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111651917610570282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111651917610570282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111651917610570282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/merry-widow-rawks.html' title='merry widow. rawks.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111651822977008280</id><published>2005-05-18T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:03:28.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>violin stress. =\</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;" If you dont improve and buck up this june holidays, &lt;em&gt;thats it.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. i'm feeling stressed up with violin. next year much worse i guess. all 3 ABRSM exams clashing with o levels.&lt;em&gt; God bless me then&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crunch chocolate snack bar is&lt;strong&gt; YUMMY&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. ok ok. erms. today. got back all other papers. but chinese n english. yeah. got &lt;strong&gt;47/60&lt;/strong&gt; for physics. ((: realli unexpected though. &lt;s&gt;cause i hardly even studied la.&lt;/s&gt; LOL. guess its coz ms lai RAWKS. =D yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POA.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;49/90.&lt;/strong&gt; ya. i actually PASSED accounts though i sleep through countless lessons &lt;s&gt;but u cant blame me coz its too boring!&lt;/s&gt;. tyco. hur. haozhi got top. like a 77+ ? lol. and i rmb-ed a few months ago he was still that guy who hated POA to the core. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; got oni &lt;strong&gt;18/30&lt;/strong&gt;. damn. tts freaking low. i failed source based &lt;em&gt;miserably.&lt;/em&gt; like. 8/18. coz i wrote so damn short for each qn. blahs. nvm bahs. time restrain wat. haha. got a 10/12 for SEQ again. YAY. =D o wells. anyway still got other class tests and others added in. though i'm not sure whether i got hand up my Sri Lanka assignment anot. hmm. boo. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm sorry. NOT. u dont deserve any attention. esp not from me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, siti, boon chong &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;lewis&lt;/strong&gt; were so rawkin' today. ha! i love this group of ppl can?! they are so. FUN to be with. siti is AWESOME. lewis is FUNNY. boonchong is LAME. and i'm MYSELF. LOL. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; band tmr. just think that mr lim will scold us a lot tmr. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regent band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/becky_gal/bandsyf05g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/becky_gal/bandsyf05bn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference in size just scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// lalalala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111651822977008280?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111651822977008280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111651822977008280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111651822977008280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111651822977008280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/violin-stress_18.html' title='violin stress. =\'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111634665728134139</id><published>2005-05-17T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:18:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>band resumes! merry widow. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;band rawks rawks rawks!!~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENYAN [NICOLE!!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o gosh. this is my &lt;strong&gt;WORST &lt;/strong&gt;mid year ever. lol. mother tongue &lt;strong&gt;49.5marks&lt;/strong&gt; can? tsk. emaths oni like wat. 5 ppl pass? dunno. &lt;strong&gt;46/100&lt;/strong&gt;. and WHY? coz i skipped so many qns put one times ten equals one. careless. ): chemistry oni 3 ppl passed. and i got a &lt;strong&gt;27.5/60&lt;/strong&gt; . omg. o wells. got a &lt;strong&gt;18/25&lt;/strong&gt; for history. an A. told u all. haha. aiyer. dont care results la. =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was fun! =DD sight read so much. i&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sight reading. haha. ran through &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; for the first time today. and omggg. we made it through the whole thing la. as in run through. haha. dunno la. lol. i love &lt;strong&gt;The Longest Day&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. almost forgot to say 'band stand' coz of da long band break. boo. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this sort of sec 3 camp meeting with mr lim. rahs. the camp is so exciting!! i cant wait!! LOL. o wells. i cant wait to start da training thing for marching too. weeee. ha. oo. and btw. we'r having &lt;strong&gt;ours + &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north's POP cum mini concert at &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north. 18th june. 4pm. for free.&lt;/strong&gt; all come ahs. lol. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jared&lt;/strong&gt; was my counsellor on da phone today. just told him all my erm. problems. though he's a guy. just say lor. since he's from different school then easily to say wat. dunno laaa. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// merry widow! =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting with ncc and uniform grps again tmr. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111634665728134139?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111634665728134139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111634665728134139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111634665728134139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111634665728134139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/band-resumes-merry-widow.html' title='band resumes! merry widow. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111626095390851334</id><published>2005-05-16T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T09:29:13.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>failed music paper. 0.0</title><content type='html'>omg. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2.4km today. sad. had 5 stations for those who didnt come/make/missed any station. i oni had &lt;strong&gt;standing broadjump&lt;/strong&gt;. so was like waiting for my turn and cher said girls continue next term when guys completed coz time was up already. diao. drag so long. boo. i'm not complaining. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;standing broadjump. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs chong didnt come. no history results. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats darren for being highest in geog. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22/25.&lt;/strong&gt; woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT paper 1. compo + letter writing. &lt;strong&gt;29/70&lt;/strong&gt;. cher asked me why i got this kind of marks. i told him the truth that i &lt;em&gt;slept&lt;/em&gt; through compo segment by mistake when i really couldnt think of anything to write bout maids. and he was awfully shocked. &lt;strong&gt;dui bu qi lao shi. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent english lesson walking &lt;em&gt;round and round&lt;/em&gt; the whole school through every single level looking for &lt;strong&gt;ms sng&lt;/strong&gt;. blahs. knew that if i come back without her &lt;strong&gt;mr seetoh&lt;/strong&gt; will ask me to go out find her or else i dont come back. so diao. i'm such &lt;em&gt;a patient and wonderful class chairperson&lt;/em&gt; can?! LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DnT paper. &lt;strong&gt;mr kamar&lt;/strong&gt; said &lt;strong&gt;ms ng&lt;/strong&gt; marked it. so it was like. SUPER STRICT LA. whole class &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oni &lt;/span&gt;haozhi&lt;/strong&gt; passed. 55/100. i got a&lt;strong&gt; 44/100.&lt;/strong&gt; and i'm VERY proud of it! cozi usually cant even get higher than a 20/100 for that paper. LOL. means i improved! ok. next time jiayou more. haha. other people were realli proud of me too. (: wanted to run over to the school technicians show them my paper. but ahs. class was in session. LOL. ok. i got a little personal note from ms ng below my paper. was like wat.&lt;em&gt; " u can do much better than this. u have really good answers. keep it up! " &lt;/em&gt;haha. i told u i was &lt;strong&gt;SPOILT.&lt;/strong&gt; xD no la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. I CANT BELIEVE I LOST LIKE DUNNO HOW MANY MARKS COZ I&lt;strong&gt; SKIPPED&lt;/strong&gt; A BIGGGG QUESTION BY MISTAKE. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEP (music o level) music [theory] paper. OMG. whole class. highest &lt;strong&gt;rachel 72/100&lt;/strong&gt;. second is like &lt;strong&gt;60+&lt;/strong&gt; ? third like. &lt;strong&gt;50 something&lt;/strong&gt;? so yes. more than 3 quarters of the class failed. but teacher seemed happy. dunno. i got like. &lt;strong&gt;44.5/100.&lt;/strong&gt; wats with my and the numbers 4. hur. omg. i'm so fed up. i lost 2 marks for counting bar 15 as bar 14. i lost like 6 marks for thinking that music is on the score when it's off it. no wonder mengyi they all had like. FLUTE. OBOE. and i was like 1ST TRUMPET. 2ND TRUMPET. xD then i lost marks again when i wrote CEMBALO but forgot BASSO CONTINUO.&lt;em&gt; crap la. ):&lt;/em&gt; my harmony paper sucked. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they changed all the teachers for next term. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is gonna be teaching us harmony and melody writing AND WORLD MUSIC next term. OH NO. we are SO DEAD. he CANT TEACH. i dont give a damn that he has a MASTERS. he cant even EXPLAIN well. ok. &lt;s&gt;not that i take the time to try to understand anyway LOL&lt;/s&gt; argh. he everytime pick on &lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;or&lt;strong&gt; weizhi&lt;/strong&gt; and no one else, making us answer this and that. evil. ahh. i want &lt;strong&gt;mrs lee.&lt;/strong&gt; ): but. she said she'll be teaching us in sec 4. sob. and &lt;strong&gt;ms ng&lt;/strong&gt; teaching us music history and western music. (: YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! music practical included in final year exam! FINALLY! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SO&lt;em&gt; sick&lt;/em&gt; of theory. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeff&lt;/strong&gt; was in the orchestra playing for &lt;strong&gt;Sound of Music&lt;/strong&gt;!! ahh!! so cool! haha. and he's the new &lt;strong&gt;principal bassoonist of SYO.&lt;/strong&gt; ULTRA COOL. and he knows&lt;strong&gt; ALMA&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;CHERYL!!&lt;/strong&gt; -hops around- i cant believe my dear music classmate is actually such a pro-ster. =DD his COLLEGUE is in the yong siew toh conservatory thing. meaning. his friend &lt;s&gt;might&lt;/s&gt; KNOW MR LIM!! weee. singapore is &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too small. and. plus factor. he &lt;em&gt;MIGRATED&lt;/em&gt; to singapore from china coz OF &lt;strong&gt;BASSOON PLAYING&lt;/strong&gt;. wah. super touching. sob sob -tears rolling down cheeks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on the way home with &lt;strong&gt;mengyi&lt;/strong&gt;. met &lt;strong&gt;YINSI!!&lt;/strong&gt; =DD super happy. ex clarinet senior wat. lol. and she said she'll be joining band in republic poly! [i dont know where's that.] and david gloss is her conducter! COOL. =D then she met her classmate on the train. an&lt;strong&gt; ACJC gurl&lt;/strong&gt; with her boyfriend. and both of them are SUPER SUPER NICE people can??!! =D that gurl had really cool &lt;strong&gt;braces&lt;/strong&gt;. aw. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm one step closer cause i'm&lt;strong&gt; m o t i v a t e d&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel realli good. TMR'S BAND!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saw the SYF photos online. click &lt;a href="http://www.class-pictures.com/cjbands"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;realised our band is so awfully small compared to bedok north. like. one whole row missing.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt; rgt choir's photo! i got it too! shall ask hayati help me upload tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// m o t i v a t e d.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// acjc ppl rawks =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. -skips off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111626095390851334?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111626095390851334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111626095390851334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111626095390851334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111626095390851334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/failed-music-paper-00.html' title='failed music paper. 0.0'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111616264212559612</id><published>2005-05-15T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T09:36:28.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OC meeting. ONE HOUR! =D</title><content type='html'>i waited all my life, to cross this line *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had meeting today with OC at warren. rahs. the swimming pool looked realli nice. haha. meeting was quite a good one. covered all the impt stuff &lt;em&gt;within &lt;strong&gt;an hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. surprise!! haha. yeps. thot about band motto. lol. and zeting and charles were acting so spastic-ly can? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i just realised i might have job attachment week for CIP in june at NUS. oh nooo. please dont let it clash with band. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of band. i'm so excited for it that i dont mind memorising those 5 pieces. lol. ahhh. i'm excited!!! -JUMPS AROUND MY ROOM-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt; bought &lt;strong&gt;mini chocolate pancakes&lt;/strong&gt; for us. sweet. ha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought &lt;strong&gt;honeydew juice&lt;/strong&gt;! =DD&lt;br /&gt;dont have rockmelon juice. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music lessons at nite. i'm impressed by myself. i dont know. haha. theory gr 6 lessons gonna start from this week onwards. all music lessons starting this week. all in preparation for one thing. exam exam exam exam. yups. 4 exams. rahs. i noe this sounds corny. but i'm prepared and ready to start absorbing stuff like a sponge [see i told u]. coz. i can do it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. tell me why i'm so&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; motivated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting Music results tmr . i realli think i screwed it up. F9??!! -gasps- which other stupid person will do score reading and put 1st trumpet as Trumpet In -blah blah-. screw me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;2.4km test tmr. like. FINALLY LA. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craving for &lt;strong&gt;KFC.&lt;/strong&gt; grr. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dinner i ate a &lt;strong&gt;tuna sandwich, pear&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt; chocolate chip cookies.&lt;/strong&gt; mind you, these are &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; 'chips and more' cookies. thats how hungry i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// mini pancakesss. (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// prepared. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. band. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111616264212559612?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111616264212559612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111616264212559612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111616264212559612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111616264212559612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/oc-meeting-one-hour-d.html' title='OC meeting. ONE HOUR! =D'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111608355850740369</id><published>2005-05-14T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T08:12:38.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>church ; tell the world. (:</title><content type='html'>booooo! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church. CG hit like. more than 10 today? =D i'm glad. lol. ok. erms. sermon was &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; today. yeps. it all&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; linked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; clicked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and stuff. just perfect. haha. was at starhub for lunch. wahah. went &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-ahem&lt;/span&gt;- hunting with&lt;strong&gt; jolene&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt; huiling&lt;/strong&gt; coz we were super bored. lol. and he came! with this little boy. dunno who he is? HIS SON?! touchwood. haha. bleh. me and jolene were being spastic ppl running here and there. lol. drank loads of juices today. like. 4 or 5 types. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed the rest down to S11 for shuz to have her dinner. then &lt;strong&gt;cindy&lt;/strong&gt; treated me to curry puff! wahah. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS SHEPHERD!!&lt;/strong&gt; =D then. &lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt; called me up. i totally freaked out. thot what have i done wrong. LOL. turned out to be just some sec 3 score thing which still TOTALLY FREAKED ME OUT. and i started smsing everyone like siao. and&lt;strong&gt; joyce&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;cindy&lt;/strong&gt; had to tell me to relax coz i kept saying &lt;strong&gt;"stress ahhh. must memorise score."&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. ok nvm. i'm excited! BAND STARTING!! woohoooooooooo =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus then walked home. yeps. at home. was like. super tired. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'r fighting a silent war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we END exams le!! -screams-&lt;br /&gt;opps. &lt;strong&gt;hongkoon&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; jolene&lt;/strong&gt; SO gonna kill me if they see this. haha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chocolate chipppp!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// curry puff. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lack of sleep. meeting tml. byes. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111608355850740369?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111608355850740369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111608355850740369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111608355850740369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111608355850740369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/church-tell-world.html' title='church ; tell the world. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111599969772030225</id><published>2005-05-13T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T08:54:57.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting with cca reps.</title><content type='html'>yay yay yay no more exams!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history paper&lt;/strong&gt;. oni had 45 minutes. yucks so little. lol. time restrain, so didnt really do source base that well. SEQ was okies. lala. ok la. the exam was almost a PEACH. haha. kinda have confidence of getting an A. ok nvm. lol. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at mac for breakfast w &lt;strong&gt;siti &lt;/strong&gt;n&lt;strong&gt; elaine&lt;/strong&gt;. i was being disgusting again playing with my hotcakes. lol. &lt;strong&gt;gerald&lt;/strong&gt; wouldnt stop &lt;em&gt;criticizing&lt;/em&gt; my poor yogurt. evil. haha. then saw band juniors and talked. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some meeting with &lt;strong&gt;uniform + prefect group representative&lt;/strong&gt; . all cca[s] had one to three reps, but band had FOUR. LOL. turned out &lt;strong&gt;me, yuting, dororin &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; jordan&lt;/strong&gt; went. yeps. &lt;strong&gt;jiayao [ncc]&lt;/strong&gt; was heading da meeting. and red cross gurls' reps was so farnie. -come in- BOYS OUT! -prefects, npcc, scounts' reps ran out- LOL. talked bout combine camp. us band members were the most guai one there i guess. jordan taking notes, dor and me asking random qns, yuting listening intendingly. coz the other groups were like making noise here and there. LOL. anyway. the prefect reps were da head prefect &lt;strong&gt;Thomas&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jiahui &lt;/strong&gt;[the male 2nd dept head?] and they thot me and yuting were GIRL GUIDES reps. wah. such an insult to us bandsmen. or erm. bandswomen? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home. vacuum and mop da floor. cannot take it when my house is dirty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;starting to type out our next meeting's agenda in 2 days time. yeps. finally can concentrate on band stuff and &lt;strong&gt;i'm so glad!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. lalalalala. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone just listen to &lt;strong&gt;Because You Li&lt;/strong&gt;ve. you can REALLY tell that&lt;strong&gt; jesse mccartney&lt;/strong&gt; put in his heart and soul right down from the bottem pits of his heart to sing this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cant believe all of u would actually gossip so much abt others, worse still, even abt ur very own best frens. i'm totally shocked. its like all of u are pure traitors to each other without knowing that the opposite party is complaining abt u too. u all are just some kind of wolf hiding behind sheeps' skin. seriously i realli didnt know you all were this 'kind' of ppl. frenship to u all might even be bullshit. yucks. i dunno what i see in u all. go away.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhh. i just saw something on the net. and i dont know whether i shud&lt;strong&gt; cry with happiness&lt;em&gt; or&lt;/em&gt; laugh at my own foolishness.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont knowwww. Did i just make the wrong choice? Or is God just showing me something i shud not miss out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// your strawberries are not fresh. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// cant believe you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i'm feeling so confused. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111599969772030225?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111599969772030225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111599969772030225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111599969772030225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111599969772030225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/meeting-with-cca-reps.html' title='meeting with cca reps.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111591107608536624</id><published>2005-05-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:46:32.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jesse mccartney CD!!</title><content type='html'>yay yay yay!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I BOUGHT THE JESSE MCCARTNEY CD!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant get over it!!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to &lt;strong&gt;Because You Live&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG . its WONDERFUL. the sound and loud effects are MUCH MUCH BETTER than my downloaded version. ha. proves Original is always better rite. haha. but still, harmony wise, downloaded version sounds better. dunno. haha. I LOVE MY CD!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;Jesse sounds more gentle in the CD for &lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Soul&lt;/strong&gt;. aww. pity. i preferred his excited style 'LIVE' style. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i placed Because You Live as my blog song. so. TURN UP YOUR SPEAKERS PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna fly lookin' in your eyes *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. back to my mid year paper. -thinks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DnT paper was . VERY difficult. haha. but i felt -good- bout the paper. LOL. coz this is the &lt;strong&gt;FIRST time&lt;/strong&gt; out of my 3 years in sec sch studying for DnT paper can? haha. so yeah. gave my best wat and so even if i realli fail the paper oso like. BLAH. NEVERMIND! =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super stupid la. all the 'cleaning processes' i ALL oso put &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SANDPAPER&lt;/span&gt;. ok but i couldnt think of anything else wat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section A alone 40 marks. not MCQ, those &lt;strong&gt;'answer the questions'&lt;/strong&gt; thingys. Each qn was like 3 or 4 marks. woah. argh. I cant believe Chisels came out and i didnt study that part coz mr Kamar didnt put that under 'important' for mid year. guess its a lesson. next time must not ONLY study the 'important' parts only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section B was on Tools and get to pick metal plate or acrylic tree segment. obviously i rawk on the topic of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so took acrylic! haha. xD ok but i didnt know what was a G-dunno-P. boo. 3 marks gone at da first qn already. grr. and had like. 7 qns altogether. &lt;em&gt;yucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section C. constructing thingy. chose acrylic and wood segments instead of the metal segment. i cant do metal for nuts. lol. i rawk in acrylic. =x first acrylic segment had like 6 qns. explain how to cut the wood and slide the stick in. blah. thats ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wood segment. 5 qns yet two of the 5 qns were like worth 7 and 5 marks each. both asking bout how to make some mirror frame and a housing joint. filled like 2 pages of sketching and writing. LOL. omg. then they asked a qn bout using wat kind of finishing. i blurly put &lt;strong&gt;GLOSS PAINT.&lt;/strong&gt; coz.. can make the frame shine.. &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;? grr. haozhi said it was LACQUE. [ok i really dunno how to spell] and haozhi laughed at me. evil. and he said the frame oni needed oni ONE type of joint and i wasted my time drawing 2 types coz i though the blardy mirror needed to be slid in. o well. at least i make&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hopefully cher dont deduct marks for extra joints. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;joke of the day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; what did you write for cleaning process? i wrote SANDPAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haozhi:&lt;/strong&gt; u know what i write? i write must use cloth to wipe the mirror to prevent fingerprint stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o rite. fell asleep on the couch again. sigh. i &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you and your beautiful soul *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat sushi with mum and sis. celebrate sis bday. then went to home-fix-it shop and bought a new weighing machine. mum was being VERY lame coz we kept challenging each other see who'll be heavier after da meal. LOL. then i bought my cd!! ((: lala. then went down to basement and i got &lt;strong&gt;honeydew juice&lt;/strong&gt;!! no rockmelon juice. ): o wells. then mum bought 3 extra seperate slices of cake coz sis already shared her full cake with frenz. yeps. and i got &lt;strong&gt;cheese cake!&lt;/strong&gt; weeee. haha. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy owes me &lt;strong&gt;sneakers&lt;/strong&gt; and i'll be getting them soon!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesse mccartney somehow sounds and LOOKS like aaron carter. but ahs. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aaron carter still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;reigns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum wants to get a car i think. and she showed us this booklet which had like cars with descriptions and colours inside. and she asked us wat colour we wanted. i was like. &lt;strong&gt;BLACK OR BLUE. &lt;/strong&gt;haha. BUT. she wants &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED.&lt;/span&gt; -ewww- anyway. its this cute peugeot [howeva u spell it] car. too bad its not a toyota. ): o well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you live, girl*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my world, has TWICE as many stars in the sky*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiahui just told me i'll be going with jordan for some &lt;strong&gt;inter-CCA meeting&lt;/strong&gt; tmr with&lt;strong&gt; NCC&lt;/strong&gt; bout some combine camp. COOL. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this post is super long. sorry. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that &lt;strong&gt;Russia&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt come out for structured essay tmr. -squeezes eyes shut-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i have a boo boo on my head now? coz i knocked my head when i was standing up at this cupboard door which i didnt close. my gawdd. it was SUPER PAINFUL. ouch. -rubs head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+lackofsleep&lt;br /&gt;my msn nick. faeliq is so scolding me bout staying up too late. man. he's like my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. oni my dad doesnt even scold me la. haha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg. this song rawks. &lt;strong&gt;The Stupid Things&lt;/strong&gt; by Jesse mccartney. its like minor key then major then minor then major again. omg that RAWKS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what to add into my wishlist. i nid a &lt;strong&gt;NEW CD RACK&lt;/strong&gt;!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history paper&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. havent study. will have to. my last and best paper. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// because you live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// black.or.blueeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes. 11:17pm. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111591107608536624?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111591107608536624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111591107608536624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111591107608536624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111591107608536624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/jesse-mccartney-cd.html' title='jesse mccartney CD!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111582781852165046</id><published>2005-05-11T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T09:10:18.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mid year chemistry. BOO.</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhh. ok nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; sister just reminded me that in 5 minutes time it'll be her bday. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took &lt;strong&gt;chemistry paper&lt;/strong&gt; today. it SUCKED. thats all. i was writing slowly again today and yes. i didnt complete the paper. threw away like. 10 marks out of 60. go me? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my sister's bday presents. haha. got her &lt;strong&gt;potato chips, chocopie, chocolate, candy, dipsticks, sugar hamburger biscuits. &lt;/strong&gt;and i wrapped the whole thing into a hamper like thing. ha. got the idea from weihao's bday present. dunno why i got her snacks. i figured out she will probably give me a few pieces of chocopie. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. desperately need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt sleep till 6 and went for violin. teacher cud tell i was VERY tired. he asked if it was still exams. lol. i think my teacher knows me better than i know myself. haha. nah. did a new&lt;strong&gt; Sonata&lt;/strong&gt; today. it sounds neat. but yeah. this time loads of running notes on &lt;em&gt;different strings.&lt;/em&gt; so my fingers are gonna hurt again. haha. didnt play very well la. cud tell teacher was frustrated. opps. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to study for &lt;strong&gt;DnT mid years&lt;/strong&gt; tmr. ended up&lt;em&gt; sleeping&lt;/em&gt; on the table from 8 to 11. i need sleep. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chocopie! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just gave cheryl her bday prsenet. she's obviously DELIGHTED. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111582781852165046?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111582781852165046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111582781852165046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111582781852165046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111582781852165046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/mid-year-chemistry-boo.html' title='mid year chemistry. BOO.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111582668258801461</id><published>2005-05-11T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T08:51:22.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maths mid year. SUCKED.</title><content type='html'>lalalalalala. -sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths paper was&lt;strong&gt; horrible&lt;/strong&gt;. teachers literally out to kill us. lol. i GUESS paper 1 was SUPPOSED to be easy but i ended up not doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 marks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worth of CONGRENCY TESTS and VOLUME AND RATIO coz i lost track of time. oh nooo. &lt;strong&gt;wasted. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was hell. i dunno what i was doing. &lt;strong&gt;1/2 times 1/2 equals 1.&lt;/strong&gt; go me. -.- hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; got me spicy nachos from CHACHOS'! YAYS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought chicken rice home for lunch and mom wanted half of it in exchange for half of her &lt;em&gt;japanese mushroom soup&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. like barter trading. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o rite. my mom heard that i'm taking chemistry exam tmr and she's making me eat loads of baby quill eggs. and as encouragment she bought chicken wings. LOL!! haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom asked me something &lt;s&gt;embarrasing.&lt;/s&gt; and i was like. EXCUSE ME?!!! omg. i'm not telling. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. sister's bday in &lt;strong&gt;2 days time&lt;/strong&gt;. i just realised. no wonder she's treating me so nicely all of a sudden. hur. she has a motive. evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept on the couch again till 6pm. -.-" sheez. my sister did that too when SHE got home. blahs. both of us. lack of sleep. i SO cant wait for exams to be over. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for band to start!! -hops around-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stomachache. &lt;/span&gt;-cringes-&lt;br /&gt;obviously &lt;em&gt;hot soup and cold drinks&lt;/em&gt; dont go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// spicy curry nachos! x))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh. chemistry tmr. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111582668258801461?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111582668258801461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111582668258801461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111582668258801461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111582668258801461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/maths-mid-year-sucked.html' title='maths mid year. SUCKED.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111583382231670466</id><published>2005-05-11T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T10:50:22.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch. ):</title><content type='html'>its 1:49am and my temples are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;throbbing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;with pain&lt;/u&gt; and i'm &lt;strong&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/strong&gt; i'm going to faint anytime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to pull a Rip Van Wrinkle and not get up for the next 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111583382231670466?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111583382231670466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111583382231670466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111583382231670466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111583382231670466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/ouch.html' title='ouch. ):'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111565440899921983</id><published>2005-05-09T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T09:05:20.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>social studies + POA mid year.</title><content type='html'>yuckssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies was. OKAY. thats all. didnt have enuff time for conclusion or to answer SBQ properly. bleh. chose Sri Lanka instead of Reason For Seperation [Singapore and Malaysia]. I'm pretty sure all the teachers will be sick of reading the same thing about Singapore over and over again. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;POA was&lt;strong&gt; retarded&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. i mean, i was like erm. "no change, no change, no change, no change". LOL. then didnt balance for balance sheet. and i didnt even DO trial balance sheet. omg. i'm so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busted&lt;/span&gt;. -faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok there was like some idiotic girls from either the lower sec or dunno what who were screaming at the top of their voices like no one's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt;. and we were like OMG. hello. i'm sitting by the window can. boo. i'm guessing the pitch is around &lt;strong&gt;19 000 Hertz&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. almost the max a person a hear. hurhur. seeing that i'm a girl, I admit I'm an idiot too. At least i dont scream. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i handed up my portfolio today. &lt;strong&gt;mr kamar&lt;/strong&gt; was super pleased. haha. not sure is there pg5. coz if there is then i missed out a whole chunk. -GASPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths tomorrow. omg omg. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;die die.&lt;/span&gt; -runs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_o wth is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gradient.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_0 why formula so... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X_X LONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-.- DIE LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. AHAHAHAHA. -laughs for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom cooked chicken wings for dinner. as in. the&lt;strong&gt; WINGS.&lt;/strong&gt; no &lt;strong&gt;DRUMSTICKS.&lt;/strong&gt; and i was telling her that she should buy the DRUMSTICK along with the WINGS coz if not, the population of chickens will&lt;em&gt; decrease&lt;/em&gt; coz every dead chicken killed for only its wings counts. RIGHT?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. almost 12. pretty early. hehe. ok that was a sick laughter.&lt;strong&gt; /puke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many REGENT ppl&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; offline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. gosh. shows how impt maths paper is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// stupidddd maths. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// kittens !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i want my &lt;strong&gt;spicy nachos&lt;/strong&gt;. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111565440899921983?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111565440899921983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111565440899921983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111565440899921983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111565440899921983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/social-studies-poa-mid-year.html' title='social studies + POA mid year.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111556788704537712</id><published>2005-05-08T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T09:00:40.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chel-va-na-ya-kam. (:</title><content type='html'>boinggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no music lessons at nite today. ha. so was pretty bored. ended up practicing &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;piano scales&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; up and down like crazi. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad there's ppl reading my quiz. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o damn. &lt;strong&gt;chemistry &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Emaths&lt;/strong&gt; coming up in few days time. i'm totally not prepared. sigh. bye to mid year. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched with sister da champions to the end. literally almost cried during the touching parts. then cheered like no one's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt; at da competition part. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied &lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; at nite. not planning on studying on POA though. ha. sister was testing me SS. she was super diao. if i forgot da whole meaning or something she will actually MIME it out. i was like laughing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ban-da-ra-nai-ke.&lt;br /&gt;chel-va-na-ya-kam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o . i pray that i dont fall asleep or slow down in writing for my social studies paper tomorrow. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// macdonalds. haha =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. gonna complete portfolio now! -run&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111556788704537712?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111556788704537712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111556788704537712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111556788704537712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111556788704537712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/chel-va-na-ya-kam.html' title='chel-va-na-ya-kam. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111556742602502849</id><published>2005-05-07T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:57:43.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jiang xing zhao liang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wei wo dian zhan deng, xiang wo xing zhao liang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah. my sis has the &lt;strong&gt;jiang xing zao liang&lt;/strong&gt; lyrics from her chinese lesson. cool eh. haha. kept singing with her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cong ni de shou zhong, wo gan jue xi wang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in holiday mood. so diao. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ni zai xing zhong, gen jia wen nuan*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated happy mummy's day today. haha. mom supposed to bring us out for dinner or something but ended up the food coming to us instead. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni wei xiao shi wo can lang de yang guang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched The Champions vcds at night with sis. omg. i hate that yilin girl to the core. hmphh. )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wei ni dian zhan deng, xiang wo xiang zhao liang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;strong&gt;weizhi &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; jackson&lt;/strong&gt; made my day. thanks. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dui ni de shou hou, wu lun zai he fang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHILLI CRABS RAWK. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ni zai shen pang, bu pa hei an*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// lalalalala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dian zhan deng xiang xing zhao liang*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111556742602502849?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111556742602502849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111556742602502849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111556742602502849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111556742602502849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/jiang-xing-zhao-liang.html' title='jiang xing zhao liang!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111538292017045934</id><published>2005-05-06T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T06:06:02.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed chinese paper.</title><content type='html'>yawn. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wells. &lt;strong&gt;chinese paper&lt;/strong&gt; today. and i screwed both badly. very very badly. especially paper 1. took me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 hr 15 min&lt;/span&gt; to do functional writing. then oni had 45 minutes left to do compo. omg i'll &lt;s&gt;swear&lt;/s&gt; i'm starting to write slower in everything. and da compo topic was REALLY spastic. some argumentative thingy on&lt;em&gt; maids&lt;/em&gt;. hur. ended up oni doing like oni 1/4 of the paper. then stop. tsk. o wells. its over le. &lt;strong&gt;fail. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i hope mr choo wont make me drop to chinese B. ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr kamar&lt;/strong&gt; and da other &lt;strong&gt;DnT school technicians&lt;/strong&gt; RAWK. they'r so friendly. LOL. yeps. and they told me to hand up my folio on &lt;em&gt;monday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;s&gt;when everyone already handled up&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; last last week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. weee. i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spoilt&lt;/span&gt;. even in school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and slept straight away. was so drained out. slept till like 7pm. o man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo. got back my &lt;strong&gt;POA test&lt;/strong&gt; results. yeps i balanced. and i missed by oni a few hundred dollars yeah? LOL. turned out was the working and such wrong. so yeah, had to minus. boo. o wells. got a &lt;strong&gt;11/20&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm. i was thinking more in terms of 14? yeps. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm gonna&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mid years. this is my WORST mid year ever in my entire life la. there's no way i can pull marks. argh. ok stop it. i'm thinking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;faeliq&lt;/strong&gt;. i'll think &lt;em&gt;positively&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;look on the bright side&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must have spent, a little more time on you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got mummy &lt;strong&gt;Merci chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; for mother's day! wahah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o. i'll show you how spoilt i am. mummy just brought in my dinner. yes. brought in. as in. i'm sitting &lt;em&gt;infront &lt;/em&gt;of the computer eating. LOL. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// screwed chinese. argh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better catch up on sleep. bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111538292017045934?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111538292017045934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111538292017045934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111538292017045934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111538292017045934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/screwed-chinese-paper_06.html' title='screwed chinese paper.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111530878716122341</id><published>2005-05-05T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T08:59:47.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>youu are so beautiful to me*</title><content type='html'>chocolate chip cookies! FOUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. alert alert. i found a &lt;em&gt;whole tray&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;chocolate chip cookies&lt;/strong&gt; in my fridge. and its for ME. -faints with JOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no sign of &lt;strong&gt;spicy curry nachos&lt;/strong&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eng paper 1.&lt;/strong&gt; report writing was &lt;em&gt;screwed&lt;/em&gt;. mr seetoh gave us two formats for practice and he didnt tell us which was which beforehand. so everyone &lt;em&gt;anyhow&lt;/em&gt; choose one format for exam. so diao lor. composition was ok. i didnt get to finish nicely but at least there was a beautiful plot. 800-odd words. woo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eng paper 2.&lt;/strong&gt; i SCREWED it BIG TIME. summary like oni one quarters done. means like. almost 25 out of 50 marks gone. argh. die lor. no more A1 for eng this term. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hard time deciding where to go for lunch with&lt;strong&gt; elaine&lt;/strong&gt;. went to foodcourt. walk up and down. then went mac. sit there and stone. finally settled on buying cup noodles and going to my house. LOL. then &lt;strong&gt;kingston &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt; joined us. yeps. kingston got me Muah Chee. sweet. :D my vcd player was so screwed today. dunno what happen. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disgusting bugs are flying round my house. argh. why everytime rain then liddat de. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard lotsa bands got Gold for JC Band SYF today. woo. congrats &lt;strong&gt;CJC, SAJC, ACJC&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;PJC&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a oldies CD at home. and it has&lt;strong&gt; 'You Are So Beautiful'&lt;/strong&gt;. -screams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo., mom just came back. she bought sotong balls and muah chee [again!] for me. LOL. but the sotong balls taste. yucky. tsk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!! my mom bought&lt;strong&gt; I DO I DO&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;THE CHAMPIONS [tv series vcds]&lt;/strong&gt;!! OMG OMG!! after exam can have movie party le! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VCD player has just been declared. &lt;strong&gt;SPOILT. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily can watch on PC. hur. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr chinese exam. o well. i didnt study. blah. i'm gonna &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flunk&lt;/span&gt; it anyway. like always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// congrats to all ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// stupid summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youu are so beautiful.. to me.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111530878716122341?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111530878716122341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111530878716122341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111530878716122341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111530878716122341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/youu-are-so-beautiful-to-me.html' title='youu are so beautiful to me*'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111522010039145329</id><published>2005-05-04T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T08:21:40.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post.</title><content type='html'>btw one more thing to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL JC BANDS FOR YOUR SYF`05 TMR. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIA YOUUU!!&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/8570049-111522010039145329?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111522010039145329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111522010039145329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111522010039145329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111522010039145329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-post.html' title='2nd post.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111521869779923798</id><published>2005-05-04T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:58:17.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>physics mid years. poa test. BALANCED!</title><content type='html'>dumdeedumx. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics mid year was okies. yeps. think i screwed some structured qns real badly. but yeah. its over. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. ): i did &lt;em&gt;very very badly&lt;/em&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/strong&gt; in my history russia homework assignment SEQ. my grade went down like. from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A2 to C6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hais. there goes my A1 for combined humanities this term. ):'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russia had BETTER NOT come out for history mid years. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inference class test was&lt;strong&gt; 7/10&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i would not have thought likewise.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was scary. ms beh lectured the class until i myself so nearly wanted to cry. it was so. yeah. =&lt;br /&gt;POA test was a &lt;strong&gt;miracle&lt;/strong&gt;. i managed to remember everything and i actually &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BALANCED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the whole trading thing. surprise!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms tan&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a &lt;strong&gt;lollipop.&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont eat sweets. gave it to &lt;strong&gt;minfang.&lt;/strong&gt; and she started making &lt;strong&gt;daniel&lt;/strong&gt; jealous coz HE didnt have one. LOL. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;strong&gt;SPICY CURRY NACHOS&lt;/strong&gt; again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine has sighted some of da nachos near her house. weeee. but. so far. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to da pasar malam with &lt;strong&gt;elaine &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; siti.&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. got our lunch there. haha. sat at this ulu corner under train tracks to eat. then went to macdonalds with elaine. i got my Berrynice Yogurt again! weee. haha. saw sally. qinyuan. and jeremy tan. wow. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine taught me trial balance! ok. its not realli easy. or fun. -shrug shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw&lt;strong&gt; ms yeo&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ms lai&lt;/strong&gt;! -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violin lesson was . erm. dunno la. okies. can tell teacher wants me to get a new violin badly. one with lots of dark brown grain lines so that it will sound better with a richer tone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom says she's bringing us out on saturday!! early mother' day outing!! weeeee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i should start thinking backwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// maybe not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// Berrynice Yogurt. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// aloe vera apple juice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english mid year tml. slack ah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111521869779923798?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111521869779923798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111521869779923798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111521869779923798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111521869779923798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/physics-mid-years-poa-test-balanced.html' title='physics mid years. poa test. BALANCED!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111512754811680950</id><published>2005-05-03T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:41:37.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo-boo. ): mini bread picnic!</title><content type='html'>ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;boo-boo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [erm. bruise.] appeared on my right wrist! -shows everyone my hand- its hurting me, and now i cant write. just wonderful. &lt;strong&gt;zeting&lt;/strong&gt; said if i didnt rub it then it will turn &lt;em&gt;green &lt;/em&gt;or something then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blood clot&lt;/span&gt;. OMG. kept rubbing throughout the whole 2 periods of chemistry. so didnt really listen to teacher la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAIN!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turns&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after an hour! YAYS?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it still hurts. sigh. need mommy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;strong&gt; 'mini BREAD picnic'&lt;/strong&gt; in class during recess with &lt;strong&gt;elaine &lt;/strong&gt;n&lt;strong&gt; siti&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. then &lt;strong&gt;nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;derrick&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by our class to join us. haha. and we shall have it again tmr! BREAD RAWKS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYS. first band performance after exam is a combine SYF thing during upper sec assembly after exams. haha. band, choir, movement and dance, malay dance, chinese drama, ELDS. rahs. looking so forward to it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band music keeps playing in my head during lessons. hmm. now i cant concentrate. weeee. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese lesson was good. talked to&lt;strong&gt; yvonne&lt;/strong&gt; (: &lt;strong&gt;meiling, xiaojing &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; jennifer&lt;/strong&gt; are really great ppl to be with when you just wanna talk and talk. esp meiling. she keeps laughing &lt;em&gt;non-stop&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. and &lt;strong&gt;mr choo&lt;/strong&gt; was such a sweet person. he gave us clues for chinese exam. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU RAWK!&lt;/span&gt; ha.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;strong&gt;SPICY CURRY NACHOS&lt;/strong&gt;. sigh. these stores shud realli stock up on some. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napped on the couch till 7pm. lol. then i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; some &lt;strong&gt;physics&lt;/strong&gt;! WOW! -surprised!- haha. o wells. tmr physics mid year wat. then u wan me study wat. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i waited all my life ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to cross this line.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// spicy curry nachos. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// boo-boo. sob.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-7, good luck for physics tmr. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111512754811680950?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111512754811680950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111512754811680950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111512754811680950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111512754811680950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/boo-boo-mini-bread-picnic.html' title='boo-boo. ): mini bread picnic!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111504949572945594</id><published>2005-05-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:42:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no JC. no poly. maybe idyllwilds. =x</title><content type='html'>craving for &lt;strong&gt;chocolate chip muffins&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. checked my alarm clock when i woke up today. one was 4pm. another was 2pm. LOL. and the actual time was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so diao. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read online stories for the afternoon. practically IGNORED my mom. evil me. then in da evening, found my allowance on table [and i thot my mom wud stop giving me coz she was angry or something]. HA. then mom came in and gave me 5 bucks and told me to get myself dinner very nicely. weeee. told ya. my mom &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;me too much to ignore me for a full day. LOL. ok anything la. i'm really talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gillian&lt;/strong&gt; was so bored that she wanted to watch movie with me today. sorri. i got my allowance &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; you went offline. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to eat dinner with dad and sis. talked bout&lt;strong&gt; singapore arts school&lt;/strong&gt; which will be out in &lt;strong&gt;2007.&lt;/strong&gt; he said if it was up to high school level, i could go. yays. but. if its oni up to sec 4. then cannot lor. i'll be overage by then. sad case. hmmm. still, after Os got lots of choices eh. haha. he hinted me bout a &lt;strong&gt;normal JC&lt;/strong&gt;. but ahs. i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the study type la. and he said it was ok. YAYS. haha. and neither do i want to go &lt;strong&gt;poly&lt;/strong&gt;. my bad, but, i &lt;em&gt;dont think&lt;/em&gt; i'll work out specialising something. so. hurhur. and a big &lt;strong&gt;NO NO&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;NAFA&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;LaSalle&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Shatec&lt;/strong&gt;. sooo. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idyllwilds&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;again? dunno. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;AHH. DONT CARE LA. WHY THINK SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shuts eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed out to my sister that she shud realli try out for the &lt;strong&gt;singapore sports school&lt;/strong&gt;. like cmon la. i think she can beat any damn 100m gurl by &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; 3 seconds. lol. xD ok i'm not lying. -serious look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ahs. my sis is&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; super anti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and she'll be&lt;strong&gt; scared&lt;/strong&gt; to stay in the campus. so. scratch the idea. wasted huh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate &lt;strong&gt;Berrynice Yogurt&lt;/strong&gt; again today!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia you those having exams tmr. esp those taking chemistry + emaths paper tmr. like &lt;strong&gt;faeliq&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jared.&lt;/strong&gt; poor faeliq hates the mole concept. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHO DOESNT??!!&lt;/span&gt; ok. jia you!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate chip muffin. where are you. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia youu. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// &lt;s&gt;i'm surprised you didnt. (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tml. weeeee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111504949572945594?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111504949572945594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111504949572945594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111504949572945594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111504949572945594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-jc-no-poly-maybe-idyllwilds-x.html' title='no JC. no poly. maybe idyllwilds. =x'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111496198570070419</id><published>2005-05-01T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:04:24.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outburst 2005. hurhur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;first day of may.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to be a happy day. but sad to say, God didnt allow this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till &lt;strong&gt;2pm &lt;/strong&gt;today. pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;had a &lt;strong&gt;HUGE argument&lt;/strong&gt; with my mom. it was SO huge that i said LOTS of things i shouldnt. my very very first outburst in 3 years? hur. and i bet i shouted so loudly that ppl living 5 stories below could hear me. hurhur.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew my voice was ever so loud cause if it is really like that during band, every thing would be in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i literally &lt;em&gt;THREW&lt;/em&gt; the whole bucket of water onto the water LIKE THAT cause i was SO blardy angry. and poof. the whole study room, corridor and my room was FLOODED with water. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;apparantly, my mom couldnt and was not able to really &lt;strong&gt;-TOUCH-&lt;/strong&gt; me coz i &lt;em&gt;threatened&lt;/em&gt; her with something[s] which i didnt know i could threaten her with until now. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was HORRIBLE. like the devil taking over me or something. my fingers just became totally numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. kept praying to God to help me cool down.&lt;strong&gt; it worked. (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up doing&lt;strong&gt; physics&lt;/strong&gt; till 11pm without knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, nothing was in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call this. &lt;strong&gt;PMS?&lt;/strong&gt; maybe. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i see why my cousins said that i'll surely have my mom's genes of having a ENORMOUS OUTBURST once every few years and usually, it will end up everyone being really, really, really scared of me. yeah! i'm gonna be feared by all. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder my cousins run away when they see my mom, despite her nice-ness i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out everyone,&lt;strong&gt; i'm next. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAHH. couldnt be. i'm just&lt;em&gt; growing up&lt;/em&gt;. thats why da sudden outburst yeah? yeps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// outburst.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm throwing away my physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111496198570070419?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111496198570070419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111496198570070419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111496198570070419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111496198570070419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/05/outburst-2005-hurhur.html' title='outburst 2005. hurhur.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111486911611096729</id><published>2005-04-30T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:44:10.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate chip muffins. (:</title><content type='html'>i want you and your beautiful soul*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today. yeps. then went to starhub for lunch with CG. lala. &lt;strong&gt;cindy&lt;/strong&gt; shepherded me today. thennn. others had meeting, so &lt;strong&gt;me, jolene &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; huiling&lt;/strong&gt; stayed for awhile. blah. &lt;em&gt;chemistry is boringgg&lt;/em&gt;. haha. saw jolene's TYS maths. and now i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; simultaneous qns. YUCKS. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate chip muffins rule the world. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and me n jolene kept teasing huiling non stop. LOL. on our way out, AHEM went out too with his friends. haha xD and we started to get all giggling at stuff. decided to take the bus instead of mrt today, and guess what? AHEM was sitting them. we were shocked la. kept laughing non-stop. think AHEM knows we'r talking about him, yeah? aww. too bad he took another bus. sad. LOL. saw someone who looked exactly like &lt;strong&gt;mark wee&lt;/strong&gt; in the bus, oni with more hair. dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with huiling to a shop to get her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Contact" target="_blank"&gt;contact lens&lt;/a&gt;. had fun chatting. yeps. then went home. sian la. lala. not doing anything. but slacking. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go b-day present shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one's bday coming up. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// AHEM. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// muffins rule!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye. -waves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111486911611096729?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111486911611096729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111486911611096729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111486911611096729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111486911611096729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/chocolate-chip-muffins.html' title='chocolate chip muffins. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111477821036597534</id><published>2005-04-29T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T05:36:50.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>macdonalds. siti and derrick.</title><content type='html'>boooooooooooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wth. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;TGIF!!&lt;/strong&gt; -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore my &lt;strong&gt;new tuck out uniform&lt;/strong&gt; today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was ALMOST late for school. opps. was dreaming so didnt want to wake up. haha. poor&lt;strong&gt; jocelyn&lt;/strong&gt; had to wait for me. ): aww.&lt;br /&gt;finished da movie during CME today. was WOAH. haha. guys were upset we didnt get to watch the part where the girl got rape. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bingquan&lt;/strong&gt; was so farnie during maths =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;me, siti &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; has finally finished da foil decorations! thx to &lt;strong&gt;ChenYang&lt;/strong&gt; too. yeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i cant stand you anymore.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was clear-your-stuff-before-exam-date-day. ha. so everyone was caryying a LOT of stuff home. no choice. cannot leave under table wat. and my locker wont fit my stupid arch file. xD took home all &lt;strong&gt;TYS&lt;/strong&gt;. cant stand it sitting in my locker doing nothing but sit. thought i'll bring them home and stuff them behind one of my cupboards. LOL. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;Yew Tee Macdonalds&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;derrick&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; siti&lt;/strong&gt; after school. derrick helped me and siti carry our ultra-heavy loads of textbooks and files all da way from school till mac. sweet. &lt;strong&gt;thanks ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berrynice Yogurt from Mac is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YUMMY&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kingston, eugene lim and june&lt;/strong&gt; came afterwards. weeee. we had a fun time talking LOUDLY. haha. this RI guy across us was giving us da funny look. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauched a &lt;strong&gt;'A-Maths-Suck-English-Rules'&lt;/strong&gt; debate. siti on my side. derrick opposite. alone. haha. derrick made me and siti do some of da TYS maths qn. was diao. haha. derrick is super smart can?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and siti were going crazi. we were like &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'3-7 boys rule! darren rox! hao zhi rox! benjamin rox! bingquan rox! kaixun rox! ahhh. ALL DA GUYS IN 3-7 ROX! [except for one. or two. lol]'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siti is da president of the Darren Fan Club coz he still likes siti's badges. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home home. practiced music today. so&lt;em&gt; guai&lt;/em&gt; of me. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;dont tell me about them. and you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// darren fan club xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// 3-7 guys rawk!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday tmr. YAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111477821036597534?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111477821036597534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111477821036597534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111477821036597534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111477821036597534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/macdonalds-siti-and-derrick.html' title='macdonalds. siti and derrick.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111469400783828991</id><published>2005-04-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T06:13:27.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class comm hang up. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the DARREN fan club. x))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes. me and &lt;strong&gt;siti &lt;/strong&gt;has started a DARREN fan club cause he goes around wearing siti's badges so much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt; was rotten.&lt;br /&gt;and so was &lt;strong&gt;maths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;POA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i'm gonna&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mid years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent mother tongue lesson making this class committee hang up with &lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;mr choo&lt;/strong&gt; didnt mind at all. sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redecorated classroom a bit during recess. gonna continue tmr though. and ms tan was very very pleased when she stopped by for a visit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tan's &lt;em&gt;leaving&lt;/em&gt; on da &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! sob. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i have so many things left undone. tsk. band. school. music at home and outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm such a&lt;strong&gt; busy busy girl&lt;/strong&gt;, aint i? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm feeling guilty again. i havent finished my TWO newspaper cuttings and chinese compo which has been dued for&lt;em&gt; almost a &lt;strong&gt;month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my bottle back from &lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt;!! weeeeee. -jumps around-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;its coming back to me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// and i just stared and kept quiet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhs. busy day tmr. tsk. BYES. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111469400783828991?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111469400783828991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111469400783828991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111469400783828991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111469400783828991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/class-comm-hang-up.html' title='class comm hang up. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111460609604000249</id><published>2005-04-27T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T05:48:16.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAF accapella grp.</title><content type='html'>ho-hums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. aced &lt;strong&gt;social studies test&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm so proud of myself. thought that i didnt cause cher didnt mention me in her list of ppl whom she rmb-ed. weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POA was sucky&lt;/strong&gt;. dont know why i took this subject when i jolly well can do pure biology in the art class. &lt;s&gt;but my art sucks. LOL.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was awesome. accapella group from SAF came. and they rawked! haha. they had this totally sex-ayyy tenor singer named&lt;strong&gt; jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; who sang so &lt;em&gt;damn sexily&lt;/em&gt; la can!! -screams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took &lt;strong&gt;history test&lt;/strong&gt; after school. source based thingy. was okies. then went for &lt;strong&gt;extra physics class.&lt;/strong&gt; omg. i oni got a&lt;strong&gt; 7/30&lt;/strong&gt; for class test. super sucky. o wells. i dont care bout lenses that much. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i hate it when my class boys fight. ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for &lt;strong&gt;extra DnT&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;runting &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;haozhi.&lt;/strong&gt; almost completed my boat!! -cheers- o yeah. a very nice boy helped me with my vacuum forming for my boat. thanks. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home with &lt;strong&gt;siti &lt;/strong&gt;and ate potato chips! haha. sat and chat. ahh. all da good times. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; brought me to buy my new school uniform. omg. it rawks. can finally tuck out le! haha. o well. then went for violin. teacher not in good mood i guess. kept making me play pieces which will make my finger keep running non stop. lol. then went for &lt;em&gt;shopping spree&lt;/em&gt; with dad! well. not realli. hate shopping. just went to buy stationary. but like. run here run there and grab. LOL. and was like $30 worth of stationary can. opps. o wells. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spotted this &lt;strong&gt;VCD shop&lt;/strong&gt; and dad wanted to rent 3 vcds. but ahs. told him to rent after exam coz then my frens can come toooo. so nice of me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad said i could get new glasses!&lt;br /&gt;hope its&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;frameless&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;-cross fingers-&lt;br /&gt;i dont wan to wear contact lens anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint i spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;-readers-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; YES YOU ARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYY. evil. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat. i want the &lt;strong&gt;sound of music OST&lt;/strong&gt; very very badly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// weeee. -runs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// potato chips. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// darren fan club. =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy day tmr. lala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111460609604000249?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111460609604000249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111460609604000249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111460609604000249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111460609604000249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/saf-accapella-grp.html' title='SAF accapella grp.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111460593675596304</id><published>2005-04-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T05:45:36.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sound of music rawks!</title><content type='html'>doe, a deer, a female deerrrr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for school. woke up at &lt;strong&gt;7:30am&lt;/strong&gt; can. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back chinese test results. &lt;strong&gt;33/100.&lt;/strong&gt; hurhur. i rawk rite. lol.&lt;br /&gt;didnt understand a single thing in chemistry. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;esplanade&lt;/strong&gt; with sister. and she&lt;em&gt; forgot&lt;/em&gt; her ez link card. WOW. hur. lala. went there. ate bread for dinner from breadtalk. LOL. yups. then esplanade theatre there le. da officer took away my bag, saying it was too big. so diao. haha. went up the escalator and realised i left my water bottle in the bag. tried to find way down but dont have. haha. lala. went in. weeee. our seats not bad sia. high and can see everything clearly, including a bit of the orchestra sitting in the pit underneath the stage. heard da clarinet playing live with piano before the musical started. sounded &lt;strong&gt;superrrr&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ayyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start. omg omg. the illusion effect and backdrops are &lt;em&gt;AMAZING&lt;/em&gt;. haha. then yeah. children came in. gretl [the youngest one] is SO SO SO &lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. got one scene is fell down while running at the whole theater was like -GASP-. LOL. lala. got loads of ang-mohs and japanese ppl sitting around me. haha. spent more time watching the orchestra play though really, i could oni see some violins and the french horn section. live music is AWESOME. haha. and at the kissing scene the theatre was like&lt;strong&gt; -PINDROP SILENCE-.&lt;/strong&gt; super super nice. must go watch!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sixteen Going On Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You wait, little girl, on an empty stage&lt;br /&gt;For fate to turn the light on&lt;br /&gt;Your life little girl is an empty page&lt;br /&gt;That men will want to write on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sixteen going on seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's time to think&lt;br /&gt;Better beware...be canny and careful&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're on the brink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You are sixteen going on seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Fellows will fall in line&lt;br /&gt;Eager young lads and rogues and cads&lt;br /&gt;Offer you food and wine&lt;br /&gt;Totally unprepared are you to face a world of men&lt;br /&gt;Timid and shy and scared are you&lt;br /&gt;Of things beyond your ken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You'll need someone older and wiser&lt;br /&gt;Telling you what to do,&lt;br /&gt;I am seventeen going on eighteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll take care of you! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am sixteen going seventeen&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm naive&lt;br /&gt;Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet&lt;br /&gt;And willingly I believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sixteen going seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Innocent as a rose&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of those?&lt;br /&gt;Totally unprepared am I to face a world of men&lt;br /&gt;Timid and shy and scared am I&lt;br /&gt;Of things beyond my ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone older and wiser&lt;br /&gt;Telling me what to do,&lt;br /&gt;You are seventeen going on eighteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll depend on you! ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want &lt;strong&gt;sound of music OST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;so badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train home. me and sis overslept and the train went to &lt;strong&gt;chinese garden&lt;/strong&gt;. -.-" got off and they announced &lt;em&gt;no more trains le&lt;/em&gt;. omg. so unlucky. haha. so got out of the station and got a taxi. then home. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// till you reach your dreams... :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. feeling happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111460593675596304?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111460593675596304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111460593675596304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111460593675596304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111460593675596304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/sound-of-music-rawks.html' title='sound of music rawks!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111443021507418246</id><published>2005-04-25T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T10:38:50.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m-o-t-i-v-a-t-e-d !</title><content type='html'>o mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2.4 km test today coz mr zahed wasnt here. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did &lt;strong&gt;source based&lt;/strong&gt; today for history. and i didnt understand a thing. -bawls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher just told us got &lt;strong&gt;chinese retest&lt;/strong&gt; tmr got everyone coz of duno what. ahhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;music mid years&lt;/strong&gt; today at ACS [I]. omg. its supposed to be so DAMN easy BUT. i couldnt do even half of the paper la. sigh. couldnt rmb anything. it figures since i didnt study any melody writing or world music but plain music history [ like. 2 pages? LOL. ] which didnt even come out. boo. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*is it me... or?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with &lt;strong&gt;weizhi &lt;/strong&gt;to clementi again for dinner. haha. we'll be like going there every week la. haha. yups. chat chat. got myself a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gorgeoussss new purple file&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for music filing. yeps. weizhi got one too! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt so &lt;strong&gt;m-o-t-i-v-a-t-e-d&lt;/strong&gt; after this&lt;strong&gt; RJC gurl&lt;/strong&gt; walk near me on my way home. dunno why. LOL. but i feel gooddd. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor&lt;strong&gt; elaine&lt;/strong&gt; got my virus? get well soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jared&lt;/strong&gt; wont stop calling me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jie jie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. erm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gillian&lt;/strong&gt;'s probational bm too!! weeee. we'r in da same boat then. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// m o t i v a t e d !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// all of a sudden, i realised how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; this was &lt;em&gt;to me&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byess. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111443021507418246?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111443021507418246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111443021507418246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111443021507418246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111443021507418246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/m-o-t-i-v-t-e-d.html' title='m-o-t-i-v-a-t-e-d !'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111435413604223343</id><published>2005-04-24T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T07:48:56.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>botanical gardens.</title><content type='html'>i'm still coughing after a week. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah! finally changed my music on this blog! weeee. -spins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my morning and afternoon doing nothing but reading stories online. hurhur. just realised &lt;strong&gt;aaron carter's&lt;/strong&gt; singing is like. &lt;strong&gt;flawless&lt;/strong&gt;. if u listen closely, he lifts up his voice when he ends a note or something and he even hold it to its full value. [ok a bit music-thinking here]. and so is &lt;strong&gt;jesse mccartney's!&lt;/strong&gt; (: but i love &lt;strong&gt;tom felton&lt;/strong&gt; too! ahh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love all 3 of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt be bothered to study for tomorrow's music mid years. &lt;em&gt;stupid music history paper. stupid harmony paper. stupid world music paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet with &lt;strong&gt;sarah &lt;/strong&gt;and took the train to newton to meet &lt;strong&gt;tim chua&lt;/strong&gt;. saw someone who looked like amb's&lt;strong&gt; jinjun&lt;/strong&gt; coming out of a taxi. then sarah got phone call from tim say he's in THAT taxi. asked tim. yups. its jinjun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;botanical gardens&lt;/strong&gt;. watched SAF band perform pieces. got &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; The Incredibles!&lt;/strong&gt; lol. loads of little ang-moh kids running around. so damn ke ai. haha. talked to &lt;strong&gt;jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; with tim and sarah after they performed. he's &lt;s&gt;disappointed&lt;/s&gt; we oni got a silver. o wells. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was attempting to get out of the BG and to the main road to meet leonard. and we got lost. so had to duck under some hedges and climb over fences. lol. &lt;em&gt;almost caught&lt;/em&gt; by security guard but yeah. lure him away. haha. like some adventure. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got to &lt;strong&gt;McDonalds&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. leonard came. turned out he went da wrong way. so diao. had a fun time teasing leonard bout -ahem-. LOL. xD lalala. some guy gave me and sarah LARGE fries instead of medium. LOL. but we didnt tell him anyway. lala. evil. anyway. strange that i've nv noticed that leonard had &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long eyelashes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah. in case you'r wondering. yes. i &lt;em&gt;skipped&lt;/em&gt; music lessons. but i told teacher first k. haha. getting extra lessons next month. so yeah. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*something bout you blows me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// stupid music mid years. boo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// full moon. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// UFO! xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just&lt;strong&gt; die&lt;/strong&gt; tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111435413604223343?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111435413604223343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111435413604223343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111435413604223343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111435413604223343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/botanical-gardens.html' title='botanical gardens.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111430912981709142</id><published>2005-04-23T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:18:49.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sound of music.. here i come!</title><content type='html'>stupid tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never eat spaghetti for the &lt;em&gt;next half of the year&lt;/em&gt;. this is what happens when your lunch and dinner is the same. i dont mind lasagne though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically died with boredom. mom went on some trip to johor with aunt. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in the kitchen when my dad asked me all of a sudden whether i was free on tuesday or not. said i wasnt sure. and he grinned and gave me this small letter thing. i opened it and literally almost FAINTED on the spot. was the &lt;strong&gt;Sound Of Music musical&lt;/strong&gt; at esplanade de tickets! in fact 2 of them. weeeeeeee. one for me another for my sister. and omg omg. i checked the price at the bottem and ONE ticket cost like &lt;strong&gt;$84.30.&lt;/strong&gt; OMG. means dad spent like $168.60. OMG OMG OMG. i cant stop smiling now! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sticky. boo. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent studied music history or anything. brilliant eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// sound of music!! ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111430912981709142?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111430912981709142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111430912981709142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111430912981709142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111430912981709142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/sound-of-music-here-i-come.html' title='sound of music.. here i come!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111422517808551179</id><published>2005-04-22T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:00:54.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>treasure hunt w sec 1s. (:</title><content type='html'>frowns and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 5 or 6 ppl were absent from school today. most of them &lt;strong&gt;fever&lt;/strong&gt;. haiyoh. did i pass my virus to them? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trading accounts today! weeee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. mid years in less than 2 weeks time. and did i mention that miss tay JUST told me that my music mid year paper is &lt;strong&gt;this monday&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. that is SUPER last minute can.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected all da new photocopied scores. and like among 5 of them, oni 1 of them has &lt;strong&gt;Eb clarinet&lt;/strong&gt; playing inside. sob. o well. as least there's &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; to look forward to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played &lt;strong&gt;treasure hunt&lt;/strong&gt; with sec 1s. told jordan to man one station. and he was supposed to tell them to sing twinkle twinkle or something. instead he went to make my group sing the national anthem and make some other group do &lt;em&gt;star jumps&lt;/em&gt; while singing twinkle twinkle. LOL. lala. yeah. all went well till da dumb cher in the cabin decided to complain coz we kept running in and out. how &lt;em&gt;spastic. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some sec 1s for drills with jordan. nv raised my voice THIS high before. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took &lt;strong&gt;sec 1s saxophones&lt;/strong&gt; for sectionals. omg. &lt;strong&gt;khairul&lt;/strong&gt; wants to play baritone sax. how cuteeeee. then he would be just like &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north's khairul! LOL. &lt;strong&gt;joseph &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; daphanie&lt;/strong&gt; starting to have that thick tone le. YAYS. then took &lt;strong&gt;sec 1s clarinets&lt;/strong&gt;. chat first. &lt;strong&gt;liyana&lt;/strong&gt; is adorable man. she was like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"we all sec 1s will work very hard for the next syf!!"&lt;/span&gt; omg. omg. omg. i love this batch. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with &lt;strong&gt;hayati&lt;/strong&gt;. then had a chat while waiting for her bus. o. didnt know some boys were so sweet. lol. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my &lt;strong&gt;Liu Xing Hua Yuan VCDs&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere in da music room. haiz. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// sweet boys. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// music mid years. die. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// glass test tubes with alphabets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm falling asleep. -plops&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111422517808551179?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111422517808551179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111422517808551179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111422517808551179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111422517808551179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/treasure-hunt-w-sec-1s.html' title='treasure hunt w sec 1s. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111410072745195444</id><published>2005-04-21T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T09:25:27.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>napfa 5 stations test.</title><content type='html'>woohoo. -hops around-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;social studies test&lt;/strong&gt; was ok. didnt reall finish though. nv write most impt factor. ): time constraint. yeps. boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POA lesson&lt;/strong&gt; was bad today. &lt;strong&gt;miss merduati&lt;/strong&gt; was in a &lt;em&gt;bad bad&lt;/em&gt; mood. even i got scolded by her. LOL. but at least i know bout &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trading accounts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane ong's&lt;/strong&gt; maths remedial was cancelled. joined &lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;ms beh's&lt;/strong&gt;. had class test. pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;napfa test&lt;/strong&gt; today. 5 stations. blahh. and oni 4 gurls in class were present. LOL. sit and reach was 41! and sit ups were 45. weeee. rest were good. except standing broad jump. still staring at my feet when i jump. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the library teacher told me she didnt like the name &lt;em&gt;rebecca &lt;/em&gt;cause her collegue who used to be a VERY fierce person was named rebecca. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elaine:&lt;/strong&gt; but u are fierce wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'M NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cher:&lt;/strong&gt; she's not la. look at her. so happy with a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i'm being loved for my &lt;s&gt;smirk&lt;/s&gt; smile. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a nap is such bliss. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy was explaining to sister what 'fei li' means. seriously i dont know either. and mum was like "fei li means ni fei hen duo li". o man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got &lt;strong&gt;seventh night of july&lt;/strong&gt; from sarah! thx! freaking freaking nice can? weeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my papaya tastes like &lt;em&gt;garlic&lt;/em&gt;. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// feeling: musical. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// seventh night of july!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 1s band session tmr. YAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111410072745195444?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111410072745195444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111410072745195444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111410072745195444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111410072745195444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/napfa-5-stations-test.html' title='napfa 5 stations test.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111400615740533294</id><published>2005-04-20T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:10:35.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xiao bai lian. (:</title><content type='html'>how come its now nothing but tests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese test&lt;em&gt; today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and i didnt know. like. thx a lot la? hurhur. so just bluff my way through. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr &lt;strong&gt;social studies test&lt;/strong&gt;. and i just knew today too. once more. thx a lot? BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont have to take chemistry re-test coz i have excuse. weeee. just that next test de marks increase to 40%. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG. I &lt;strong&gt;PASSED&lt;/strong&gt; MATHS class test. &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school had extra chemistry lessons in IT resource room.&lt;strong&gt; freezing&lt;/strong&gt;. was desperately trying to breathe. but. blahhh. blocked nose. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried "the pasta with chicken soup over it on a PLATE" for lunch with elaine. i dunno how kingston can eat this &lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. but. hashbrowns still rule! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched da sec 1s do their &lt;strong&gt;5 stations NAPFA test&lt;/strong&gt;. nicky sat with me and elaine at da parade square. and we were going &lt;strong&gt;"BAND RAWKS! BAND GO!"&lt;/strong&gt; at every band junior's turn. except for elaine of coz. loyal MnD member wat. LOL. lalala. then went up hall helped ms tan. was zhihan's class!! weee. and wah. tell u. their sit ups. craziness. like. 52? 45? 47? omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay boy: sell-pilot.&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;elaine: HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;mb: sell-bai-lot!&lt;br /&gt;we: HUHHH??!!&lt;br /&gt;mb: SELL-BAI-LIAN!&lt;br /&gt;we: oo. must be da sec 1 history lesson. the pa-ria [howeva its spelled la]!&lt;br /&gt;mb: nono. SIAOOO-BAI-LAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;we: .. -thinks- .... OO. &lt;strong&gt;XIAO BAI LIAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mb: YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;we: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 plus is &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Health" target="_blank"&gt;health&lt;/a&gt;ier than 7-up or sprite. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went library. saw nicky again. LOL. lala. played &lt;strong&gt;UNO&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;bao hui, peggy, elaine&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; nicky.&lt;/strong&gt; was doing very silly stuff. LOL. anyway got 'kana' by teacher librarian dunno how many times. haha. and whenever nicky said UNO, i would sneak up to look at his card and announce it to everyone &lt;strong&gt;"HEY. NICKY HAS YELLOW. EVERYONE DONT PUT YELLOW."&lt;/strong&gt; weeee. hey. i'm not the ONLY evil one. ELAINE IS TOO!! she even announced the NUMBER can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played &lt;strong&gt;speed/stress&lt;/strong&gt; with&lt;strong&gt; elaine&lt;/strong&gt;. nicky wont stop giggling. i mean laughing. LOL. then watched da uncle finish filling da library vending machine. got a Milo. cold. elaine's one was cold. vivian's was cold. nicky's &lt;em&gt;WASN'T&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. xD poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home with elaine. and nicky is gonna start bugging her from today too cause he just got &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;number, thx to who else but the lovable meeee. ok shut up me. and coz he found out that elaine's elvin's sister. LOL. okkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for violin lessons. was freaked out on the bus. in conclusion. i'm never gonna board a bus with a RI guy holding on to a white rolled up paper. HUR. but&lt;strong&gt; derrick&lt;/strong&gt; boarded da bus when he left. so yeah. sat together and talk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons was ok. teacher could tell i was sick&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;instantly&lt;/strong&gt;. so smart rite. haha. played stuff again. cher said my accuracy on da string is getting&lt;strong&gt; worse&lt;/strong&gt;. o shoots. die le. =&lt;br /&gt;took bus back. this time it was worse. it was &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING SCARY!&lt;/strong&gt; shh. dont say le. slept on da bus and my books dropped onto the floor. LOL. nice malay man helped me pick up. he rawks. haha. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man. i just realised how dramatic me and my sister can be. watched&lt;strong&gt; 'Dolphins At Bay'&lt;/strong&gt; [some chinese show] and when the kissing scenes came, we both just &lt;strong&gt;screamed&lt;/strong&gt; and God knows what crazi actions we did next. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAPFA TEST TMR!!&lt;/strong&gt; weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. i just realised the stories i always read up on has been gone. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// so many things to do, so little time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i love tom felton! LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. i feel ready. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111400615740533294?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111400615740533294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111400615740533294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111400615740533294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111400615740533294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/xiao-bai-lian.html' title='xiao bai lian. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111400564220930113</id><published>2005-04-19T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:02:11.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home sick. again.</title><content type='html'>and i didnt go to school again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;strong&gt; guilty.&lt;/strong&gt; sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wells. at least i wasnt feeling that bad today. hur. actually watched &lt;strong&gt;Noddy &lt;/strong&gt;on kids central. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band meeting in da afternoon at school. discussed bout stuff. LOADS AND LOADS of stuff. syf, departments, future concerns and blahs. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried out &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt;! kinda difficult though. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah. those who told me to get well soon, love ya all to bits. -huggggggggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and leonard, YOU cannot love &lt;strong&gt;YOURSELF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i rule.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEONARD DOESNT&lt;/strong&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm sorri. but am i kept in the dark? of something which i think i should know?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// thx for all da sms-es. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chilli rules. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr. DEFINATELY going sch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111400564220930113?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111400564220930113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111400564220930113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111400564220930113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111400564220930113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/home-sick-again.html' title='home sick. again.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111383045082142446</id><published>2005-04-18T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T06:25:50.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think about what??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO THINK ABOUT BEFORE WE COME??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. mr lim's sms-es realli freak the daylights out of me.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;die la. sure cannot sleep le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111383045082142446?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111383045082142446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111383045082142446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111383045082142446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111383045082142446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/think-about-what.html' title='think about what??!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111382656528187175</id><published>2005-04-18T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T05:25:25.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick. stuck at home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stuck at home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do feel bad for not going to school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. fancy me not being able to overcome just some high fever in da early morning. so much for my bright side of life. there goes my history class, 2.4km run test and o levels music class.&lt;br /&gt;strange. i shud be well&lt;em&gt; happy&lt;/em&gt; that i've missed like. 4 tests today? including 2.4km run, that is. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hope that &lt;strong&gt;yiming&lt;/strong&gt; did remember his class keys today. or else the whole class would be locked out without mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; told me&lt;strong&gt; gerald's&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; nan lin's&lt;/strong&gt; hp and wallet got stolen in class. gosh. -gasps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my handphone, a cup of water, thermometer, ice pack and a whole box of tissues beside my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;. i'm always prepared. haha. woke up like 3 times. 7am, 10am, 3pm. 38 degrees, 37.6 degrees, 36.9 degrees respectively. YAY.&lt;strong&gt; i rawk!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you and your beautiful soul*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. i'm becoming obsessed with &lt;strong&gt;tom felton, jesse McCartney &lt;/strong&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;aaron carter&lt;/strong&gt;. omggg. &lt;s&gt;actually i just like their flat blonde hair&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will have to go to school tmr. dont wanna miss social studies and maths, do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i have chinese compo and english newspaper cuttings dued 2 weeks ago. o man. i'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afiqah&lt;/strong&gt; just told me we have a history test tmr. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;checked. i'm &lt;strong&gt;cream&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*CREAM*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitive and sportive. Don't like losing and always cheerful! You are trustworthy, and very outgoing. You choose love carefully, and don't fall in love easily. But once you find the right one, you don't let go or a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so, so, so true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// and it raced faster. and faster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// thx everyone. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes. TOM FELTON RAWKS. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111382656528187175?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111382656528187175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111382656528187175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111382656528187175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111382656528187175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/sick-stuck-at-home.html' title='sick. stuck at home.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111374788003629320</id><published>2005-04-17T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T07:47:25.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet!! sick. ):</title><content type='html'>back from chalet. sick and happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 1 - 15/4 - friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school. band for sec 1s. then blahh. met &lt;strong&gt;aaron, jordan, yuting, zhenjun &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;sec 1s zhi han, ibnu, sofia, eliana&lt;/strong&gt; at nite. [found out dat sec 1 which looked like darren was named Zhi Han and he's awfully adorable] yeah. took zhi han's dad's car to da chalet. &lt;strong&gt;Costa Sands Resort.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conv between jordan n zhi han.&lt;br /&gt;j: wats your dad's car?&lt;br /&gt;zh: MPV.&lt;br /&gt;j: HUH??&lt;br /&gt;zh: Multi Purpose Vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;j: what is that? can sit how many ppl?&lt;br /&gt;zh: a lot. still got put stuff at de back.&lt;br /&gt;j: u mean family car ah?&lt;br /&gt;zh: ya la.&lt;br /&gt;j: then just say family car lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later... on the car.&lt;br /&gt;j: uncle, wat car is this?&lt;br /&gt;zh's dad: MPV.&lt;br /&gt;j: -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know&lt;strong&gt; zhi han's older sister&lt;/strong&gt; was in de &lt;strong&gt;unity band&lt;/strong&gt; playing de &lt;strong&gt;clarinet&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet. -chants- the pool looked so inviting. but too bad i didnt bring my swimming suit. boo. started de barbeque. alumnis were there. and &lt;strong&gt;Bob&lt;/strong&gt; kept invading my hotdog territory because he demanded more space for his nuggets. LOL. and he's in cjc. knew it. de la salle oso wat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midnight. &lt;strong&gt;me, charles, zeting &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; siying&lt;/strong&gt;. decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;Cheers&lt;/strong&gt;. then charles brought us on this BIGGG detour which was like walking da whole beach before reaching Cheers. LOL. and on the way there, zeting HAD to shout &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I SAW SOMETHING WHITE!!"&lt;/span&gt; and siying screamed and everyone chiong. ha. ended up running all de way to some main road. lol. then could stop but just jogged all de way to Cheers. MIDNIGHT JOG. lol. charles treated us to cup noodles. wee. haha. went back to chalet and they were playing murderer. lol. slept on da chair. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 2 - 16/4 - saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 on da chair. quickly went up with siying and slept on de &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;BED&lt;/a&gt; with aircon and so. till 1pm. omg. haha. then we cleaned up the house. how nice of us. haha. then went for lunch with siying, dororin and jiahui at food court nearby. &lt;s&gt;food was like. ermm.&lt;/s&gt; chalet. charles took out his &lt;strong&gt;Playstation&lt;/strong&gt; and aaron + zeting took out their &lt;strong&gt;Dance Dance Revolution mats&lt;/strong&gt;. then we played all da way till night. started barbequeeee. started to drizzle. =( prayed to God that it wont rain. and it didnt. &lt;strong&gt;Praise God :D &lt;/strong&gt;lala. then this time like sec 3s bbq-ing for da seniors and juniors. lol. lala. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr Lim came!&lt;/span&gt; and we made him play DDR. he cant co-ordinate his feet. LOL. ok. and he said MAYBE &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt; has Eb clar part. sob. i realli hope got. blehs. audris said all the food had to be eaten. so played &lt;strong&gt;Zong Ji Mi Ma&lt;/strong&gt;. and omg. i'll nv eat another chicken wing in my life again. but jiahui had to eat like 8 chicken wings. LOL. oo. lala. played &lt;strong&gt;Daidee&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cheat&lt;/strong&gt; with others. &lt;strong&gt;joseph&lt;/strong&gt; played &lt;strong&gt;Daidee Lame Version&lt;/strong&gt; with us. omg. super diao. LOL. ibnu has such a innocent face that when he cheats, no one can tell! LOL. then went to beach with rena and qinyuan. and omg. the number of cockroaches we saw. hardly even walk 3metres and already seen &lt;em&gt;7 cockroaches&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. lala. went to find aaron and jiayin. yups. then kelvin and jiahui came. lalal. then slept on da rocks at de beach facing sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 3 - 17/4 - sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am. &lt;strong&gt;freezing. &lt;/strong&gt;realised everyone went back chalet le. except jiahui and kelvin. yeps. got da flu and started coughing like dunno what. watched da ships and could see a bit of sunrise. yeps. pondered bout stuff. then left beach with others at bout. 6. at chalet. everyone sleeping either upstairs or floor downstairs. and they looked like cute angels. haha. slept on da floor. woken up by charles shouting for ppl to come down from upstairs. LOL. then check out. took shuttle bus to pasir ris mrt. ate breakfast at &lt;strong&gt;White Sands shopping mall&lt;/strong&gt;. and i ate super slow. opps. sorri siying and jiahui. lol. maanged to catch up with others on de mrt though. haha. felt terrible. but ahs. nvm. lol. home sweet home. sleep. lessons. teacher asked bout syf. nothing. and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had conference with &lt;strong&gt;gillian jared &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; leonard&lt;/strong&gt;. just hung up liddat. couldnt take it anymore. headache like blasting me and i was like going to drop de phone anytime. somehow i still can be here typing these crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally sick now. i dont know what to do but drink &lt;strong&gt;herbal tea&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. now 10 cups already and number is still rising. i hate being sick. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2.4km test tmr. die. sheez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus chem and POA test. and music history test. and history essay. and DnT drawing. band parade planning. shucks. i have a headache and i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freezin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;g for some reason though its really warm here in choa chu kang. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. &lt;strong&gt;shut up me.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont wan to sound like i need ppl to &lt;em&gt;sympathize &lt;/em&gt;with me coz i sound helpless. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i nid a break.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;strong&gt; STOP IT REBECCA.&lt;/strong&gt; -scolds myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have to look on the bright side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so what if i'm sick? i'm still able to walk and jump and so. unlike others, sick till realli cannot move. shud be grateful rite. yeps. so yeah. 2.4km. so what. so many tests. so what. sickness cant realli prevent me from doing anything i want to do. dont care la. its just some freaking sickness. &lt;s&gt;i hope&lt;/s&gt; i'm sure i still can get that gold for da run. lol. hope i dont spread my cough to &lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow in school though. haha. so yeah. will just face the fact &lt;strong&gt;happily&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. ok i'm crazi. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God Bless Me. -prays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// thx. for that call. though i missed it. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// merry widow. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// sleeping on da beach was nice. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// thx for asking. will recover soon. yeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// no such thing. no one hates u. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i dont like anyone. but myself. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// thx for that call again. it brightened me up. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont care bout anything.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i care about everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111374788003629320?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111374788003629320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111374788003629320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374788003629320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374788003629320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/chalet-sick.html' title='chalet!! sick. ):'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111374575015284189</id><published>2005-04-15T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T06:49:10.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going for chalet. (:</title><content type='html'>going for chalet today. tmr. and day after. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo. wan to thank &lt;strong&gt;Jared&lt;/strong&gt; loads for chatting with me late at night ytd coz faeliq was asleep and gillian had competition today.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;thx for talking to me bout so much stuff. somehow feel much better. though i'm sure u dont know what i'm talking about. LOL. jareeed. sorri. i cant say it in that style again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111374575015284189?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111374575015284189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111374575015284189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374575015284189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374575015284189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/going-for-chalet.html' title='going for chalet. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111374560118572227</id><published>2005-04-14T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T06:47:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tong hua?</title><content type='html'>sticky me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm awfully proud of my &lt;strong&gt;candle holder design&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a &lt;strong&gt;9.5/25&lt;/strong&gt; for my POA test so got to retest. seriously,&lt;em&gt; i dont care&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. okayy. but got posted over to ms merduati's class for split class so have to part with siti and elaine. aww. o wells. baohui is delighted that there's finally someone whom she knows in her class. which is. duh. ME. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched that movie again fer cme! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are my class boys getting obsessed with this song called&lt;strong&gt; tong hua&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got &lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; hooked on &lt;strong&gt;ALVAMAR OVERTURE&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to do homework. holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// lazyyyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may i fail my mid years. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111374560118572227?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111374560118572227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111374560118572227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374560118572227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111374560118572227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/tong-hua.html' title='tong hua?'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111340280806856024</id><published>2005-04-13T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T07:43:00.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bedok north.. GOLD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north got&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; gold&lt;/span&gt;! details. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half day today. physics test was such a&lt;strong&gt; FLOP&lt;/strong&gt;. CONFIRM FAIL. maths lesson was quite bad. i cant believe i dont understand bout &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;similar triangles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIA YOU REGENT MOVEMENT AND DANCE FOR SYF!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go for &lt;strong&gt;sports day&lt;/strong&gt;. just to watch ppl run races? i think its a waste of time. went with &lt;strong&gt;aaron, charles, stephanie, yvonne, yokelian, zeting, jordan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt; to conference hall hoping to hear &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north for THEIR syf. ha. i'm the &lt;em&gt;class chairperson&lt;/em&gt; and i'm &lt;em&gt;ponning&lt;/em&gt; sports day when i'm supposed to be taking attedence. wow. i'm dead. weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes she's hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i'm cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes my head wants to explode*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there when &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north had just FINISHED playing. wah. we so fasttt rite. hurhur. lolz. then they went in. lala. we stayed outside. &lt;strong&gt;hua yi, RI, TKGS, st anthony's&lt;/strong&gt; and loads of schools were there bahs. yep. &lt;strong&gt;ACS [I]&lt;/strong&gt; was there too! lol. lala. they let us in fer the results. weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sitting with &lt;strong&gt;shuyi.&lt;/strong&gt; wait wait. shuyi so cute la can? keep saying she was nervous with some other ppl. &lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; too. so cuteee. then the whole clarinet section was like holding hands. oo. and i was &lt;em&gt;holding with them&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. okkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north secondary school. band number 71... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOLD!!&lt;/span&gt; " -SCREAMS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeps.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; UPROAR&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyi wont stop asking everyone &lt;strong&gt;"DID WE REALLY GET GOLD?"&lt;/strong&gt; and i couldnt stop going &lt;strong&gt;"YES!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug here and there with so many ppl. poor &lt;strong&gt;khairul&lt;/strong&gt;. all of a sudden i hug him out of excitement n he kana shocked. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RI&lt;/strong&gt;'s shouts and cheers of joy werent as "loud and happy" as st andrews' when they got gold with honours. why? dunno la. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i love their blazers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joel yong&lt;/strong&gt; is getting me a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green [slytherin] blazer&lt;/span&gt; for my bday if he's in singapore. YAY. -cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept. woken up by dad. got &lt;strong&gt;violin lesson&lt;/strong&gt; ahh!! omg omg. rush. and today was one of my best lessons. i played so well till my fingers hurt like God knows. vibrato was well on. white tags are dropping off. &lt;strong&gt;HALLELUJAH. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad forgot to bring me school uniform shopping. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suyin.&lt;/strong&gt; on why orchid park jumped from cop to gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;[[ŠũŶıŇ..]] a tingling senzation.. says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz their choice piece was a orchestra turned band piece&lt;br /&gt;[[ŠũŶıŇ..]] a tingling senzation.. says:&lt;br /&gt;and it's very hot in japan&lt;br /&gt;[[ŠũŶıŇ..]] a tingling senzation.. says:&lt;br /&gt;so those idiotic japanese judges were lyk "waaaaaaaaaa"&lt;br /&gt;[[ŠũŶıŇ..]] a tingling senzation.. says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz the piece's fm japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faeliq.&lt;/strong&gt; on judges of syf 2005.&lt;br /&gt;competition is useless.&lt;br /&gt;it judges ppl of how they play.&lt;br /&gt;they dont care how much you work.&lt;br /&gt;they dont care how hard you work.&lt;br /&gt;they dont care how much you sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;all they want is the product.&lt;br /&gt;nothing but the product.&lt;br /&gt;music comes from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;not from technical studies.&lt;br /&gt;not from method books.&lt;br /&gt;not from experienced tutors.&lt;br /&gt;music is purely what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;music is just a wayof passing a message to the audience.&lt;br /&gt;a message from the heart of the composer.&lt;br /&gt;a message from the heart of the conductor.&lt;br /&gt;a message from the heart of the player.&lt;br /&gt;thus music cannot be judged.&lt;br /&gt;the way you play it.&lt;br /&gt;is the way you want to show the audiencehow or what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;. on syf 2005 overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCREW SYF LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem test tmr. POA test. o wow. i'm not CARING bout anything. shit. still in band mood. i wake up thinking &lt;strong&gt;"today got band anot?"&lt;/strong&gt; . die ah. mid year die le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weizhi&lt;/strong&gt; told me i got&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ZERO&lt;/span&gt; for harmony test. expected. stupid A sharps! and i missed my music history test. means. THATS IT. my mid year is a F9. my overall gonna be pulled down like siao le. haiz. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my table in a&lt;em&gt; mess&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont give a damn.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ST MARGARETS' GOT A GOLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY DID IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking bout st marg's band hoping to get a gold with other regent bandmates. and they want st marg's to get a gold too! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's post has been VERY long. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// good job &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north &amp;amp; st margarets!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i want a blazer! LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee. i shall die tmr. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111340280806856024?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111340280806856024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111340280806856024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111340280806856024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111340280806856024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/bedok-north-gold.html' title='bedok north.. GOLD!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111337464597966957</id><published>2005-04-12T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:48:09.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SILVERRR.</title><content type='html'>and.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SILVER.&lt;/span&gt; ho-humms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was not even nervous today. not even when i was on stage. believe it or not. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached conference hall. tuning room. lala. then waited outside. &lt;strong&gt;st andrews' band&lt;/strong&gt; was right beside us with &lt;strong&gt;whitley sec&lt;/strong&gt; on our left. and sas's boys all looked damn matured. not that ours arent. but. yeah. u get the idea. and they were all&lt;em&gt; praying&lt;/em&gt; before they went in. i'm impressed. found this kinda sweet. for some reason. and i went to pray too. 6 times actually. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our turn. went in. played. was definitely &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; our best performance. but neither was it de worse. thats all i can say. came out and all mr lim said was&lt;strong&gt; "HIGH COP".&lt;/strong&gt; took photos and so. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;went back to school. felt asleep at da front. sorri i didnt go to da back of da bus to create "trouble" for everyone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha's dad&lt;/strong&gt; sent &lt;strong&gt;me, hayati, natasha &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;jocelyn&lt;/strong&gt; back to conference hall. went in. waited for results. wait wait wait. then this damn farnie man came out and kept making us laugh like crazi. haha. then results. that was the one and oni time i was nervous and i was squeezing shulin's hand. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...st andrew's secondary school... band number ??.. GOLD WITH HONOURS!! " . and their guys jumped up and hugged and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...regent secondary school... band number ??.. &lt;strong&gt;SIL&lt;/strong&gt;--- I SCREAM --- &lt;strong&gt;VER.&lt;/strong&gt;" o well. my reflexes are very very good for once. i was the first to scream u know. LOL. and yoke lian cried. erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...whitley secondary school... band number ??.. SILVER!!! -screamssss-" GOOD JOB WHITLEY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised all the bands who played &lt;strong&gt;american riversongs&lt;/strong&gt; all got silver. CHIJ SJC and monfort too. how strange. heard that da judges oni like loud and melodious music [and bands which are big]. isnt american riversongs LOUD enuff. ok tts not the point. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt feel anything. not happy not sad. so neutral. i would have felt bad if we got a gold coz we didnt try out best. i would have felt bad TOO if we got a COP coz we didnt realli NOT do our best. ok what am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;strong&gt;compassvale&lt;/strong&gt; guy approached&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; and told her he thot regent's american riversongs was awesome. thx so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tan said we would have gotten that gold if our band wasnt so small and compared to other big bands. how inferior should regent feel? &lt;strong&gt;spastic.&lt;/strong&gt; -rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to get out of conference hall. ended up shaking hands with loads of st andrew's boys saying "congrats for getting gold with honours". and there was an awfully friendly malay guy who asked bout regent. haha. ain [sec4] and hayati said he was cute. LOL. okk. he is. for a malay gurl that is. haha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;strong&gt; sec 2s&lt;/strong&gt; are so cute. they cant get over the fact that we didnt get a gold. o wells. nvm nvm. our band oni 2nd time SYF. oni 4 years old. will still have time de. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;qi hui:: i want goldd. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors:: i bring u go buy gold wan? haha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at some place near conference hall with like almost da whole band. sat with &lt;strong&gt;jiahui, chingyee, yaqing &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;minfang.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. we rawk. kept talking. lol. didnt realli eat la. the noodles kinda &lt;em&gt;sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to yew tee. met &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt; [alumni]. he said &lt;strong&gt;he was realli proud of us.&lt;/strong&gt; and i felt so much better. lol. somehow feel mr lim realli &lt;em&gt;isnt&lt;/em&gt; happy with our performance. ate at yew tee! weee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// silverrr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;ok north tmr. JIA YOU! lol. i have this big feeling they will get&lt;strong&gt; gold&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;o yes. and &lt;strong&gt;regent dance SYF&lt;/strong&gt; tmr! JIA YOU TOO! get that &lt;strong&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111337464597966957?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111337464597966957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111337464597966957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111337464597966957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111337464597966957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/silverrr.html' title='SILVERRR.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111322805507642205</id><published>2005-04-11T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T07:00:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF TOMORROW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;because u made me believe in myself*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o alright. i just told mr lim to read mine, benjamin's and jiahui's blog. by today. dunno whether he will. hope he does though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling nervous. though syf is like tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm nervous"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was going on inside me and i was staring at my shoes full time, almost crashing into numerous ppl. and&lt;strong&gt; jordan&lt;/strong&gt; just had to come up to me and tell me "rebecca, guess what? tmr SYF le." wah. like thx a lot laaa. hur. &lt;strong&gt;nuan qin&lt;/strong&gt; tried to calm me down. thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt concentrate in class. its not my fault. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history cher didnt come. make me rush my Russia essay. evil. poor &lt;strong&gt;afiqah &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; siti&lt;/strong&gt; were listening to me go on and on bout SYF and i think desperately trying to calm me down in the library? o wells. got over it for a while coz i got hooked onto a &lt;em&gt;Titanic book&lt;/em&gt; with afiqah. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to do our &lt;strong&gt;2.4km test&lt;/strong&gt; today for PE. thx to some unclear instructions. tsk. so did practices for sit and reach and pull-ups. i did oni 10 la. omg. like so little. tsk. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dnt was fun. did drawing and so. &lt;strong&gt;haozhi&lt;/strong&gt; helped me loads. thx. haha. mr kamar locked the door in case any of us tried to creep out coz he wanted to retain us till 3pm. argh. finished all 4 designs and was allowed off so rush to band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt went to &lt;strong&gt;o level music lessons&lt;/strong&gt;. and there's a music history test today. o well. who cares. syf more impt. i rather wind up with a big fat F9 on my report card. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. ran through once. once oni. then had warm ups and so. thats all. tomorrow is the day. i got to talk to the band with &lt;strong&gt;joseph, charles &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; minfang.&lt;/strong&gt; (: though i was shaking a bit. like going to cry. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt; said if i was scared what will happen &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; i become the band major. like a army cant have a scared sergeant. ok it makes sense. LOL. but i always end up not getting nervous at all on the ACTUAL syf/concert day. so yeah. i rather be nervous now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard 6 bands got silver and 4 bands got gold with honours today. others gold or bronze or COP. woah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we have worked so hard for the past few months just to bring out this american riversongs for this SYF. all this hardwork just for a mere 10 minutes. We know you didnt send St Andrews' infront of us to show us "look, u all wont be able to do it", but yet instead "hey. its just another sec sch band. so what if they'r a gold band. u play your music."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;now it realli doesnt matter to us whether we get a Gold with honours, Gold, Silver, Bronze or even yes. a COP. high or low. all we know is that tomorrow is our one and oni chance we have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you didnt just send mr lim into this world to become a conducter. but yet a conducter of the regent band this SYF`2005. we know he has done his very best to bring out the music in us, and tomorrow, everything depends on us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Help us Lord, to overcome this stretch of fear which we have buried deep in our hearts. To block out any trace of fear and nervousness, to play proudly, and to play our very very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;All this in every single one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We trust in you, Lord. Yes we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In Jesus name I pray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We Should . We Must . We Can . We Will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling nervous again. sigh. mom is trying to calm me down with &lt;em&gt;fish&lt;/em&gt;. o wow. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to play my solo well tmr. i know i can do it. i knowww.&lt;s&gt;or else mr lim will probably skin me alive. i think. will he?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our band &lt;em&gt;not allowed&lt;/em&gt; to stay for results. why? sob. i'm upset le la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia you tmr. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// one chance. 100%.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10pm.&lt;/strong&gt; gonna chase band members go sleep. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111322805507642205?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111322805507642205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111322805507642205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111322805507642205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111322805507642205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/syf-tomorrow.html' title='SYF TOMORROW!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111314364393370494</id><published>2005-04-10T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T07:34:03.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we love mr lim!!!</title><content type='html'>saw wat jiahui posted. i oso wan!!!! ok. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna say a BIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THANKS to mr lim. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups, to u. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx forrrrr. &lt;strong&gt;[this will be VERY long]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so patient with da band since like dunno how long. taking time to make sure that our band play quavers and everything well even if its just for some stupid 1 bar which we screw up coz we'r so blardy nervous and for finding so many tutors for us that when i told my frens that li xin taught our clarinet section b4 THEY DONT BELIEVE. aww. lala. and thx for ALMA we cudnt have survived w/o her. sob. and u always say wat. HIGH COP HIGH COP when &lt;s&gt;actually we know very well actually u &lt;strong&gt;wan&lt;/strong&gt; us to get better than a COP but u just dont want to say&lt;/s&gt; but thx for that coz even though we got&lt;strong&gt; silver&lt;/strong&gt; for da last syf history might not repeat itself u get my gist? so even if we REALLY get COP like u said coz we are trapped in da middle of gold bands we wont care. coz so wat if we got a COP. its just a cert which tells u how much u did in dat damn 10 minutes and nothing else. i rather get a COP than NOT improve in da band. and now i bet eveyrone in band is so used to u saying "HIGH COP" that if we get COP we would think it is so normal. yay. and for u knowing how to use msn coz some other conducters dont even know how to go online and thx for putting so much time into our band and bedok north band coz we know u also must go schooling at NUS and surely got hard time balancing ur schedule &lt;s&gt;coz i dont see u using a palmtop -.-" i think u nid one realli&lt;/s&gt;. and and. thx for saying that if we dont get to go overseas this year we must have OPUS coz it just makes us feel better i dont know why. and thx coz i realised a lot of band conducters know who regent band is and its conducter. weeee. and thx for telling me to play out coz if not by not i still dont dare to play out and dunno what i doing oso. O. thx for buying&lt;strong&gt; Eb clarinet&lt;/strong&gt; coz i know many schools dont have and so i feel i like so special sia. (: haha. so thick skinned of me. and thx for telling me to stop talking during combine when i was in sec 1 coz if not i think i will be talking more than u in combine now and now siying talks more than me now so i'm innocent. WAHAH. ooo. and thx for trusting my batch of ppl so much like u said b4 that " i oni trust the sec 2s [last year] ". ok i'm evil. haha. thx for pulling up our band morale and relaxing us during concerts by smiling and saying some stuff which i cannot hear but i'm already reassured that everything will be fine when we are so blardy nervous and shaking like a leaf coz it realli helps and makes us determined to play better and give u face though u dont seem like da type who nids face coz every exchange u will purposely make us breakdown so that we will watch u everytime u conduct. thx for giving us so many exchanges coz my frens said that hardly have exchanges at the most like once every 2 years or so. thx for being a horn tutor if not our horn section have no tutor now. ok tts stupid of me. thx for telling me when i was in sec 1 "rebecca i can see a pile of dust on your head" when i didnt dare to try to play with the main band coz if not now i'll still be stoning. thx for telling me this and that bout conducting or else now i still will anyhow stop da band just like that without counting. thx for being so happy at times coz it makes the whole band feel happy and everyone will feel happy  and everything will go da opposite when u'r angry so u'r like our mood-changer but sometimes we realli know its our fault coz we nv put in enuff effort of just that bar which we assume is nothing but actually is everything. thx for making us learn how to play scales, all major and minor all 36 of them plus arpeggios and chromatic scales and giving us band tests and everything coz i know that some other bands hardly know even 10 scales and yet u pressurize us to learn like 36 scales and yet we complain but still must go through da tests and i always see that under my remarks its always "disappointing attempt" and then i feel like i didnt give my best which i didnt. sob. thx for teaching us how to listen for intonation problems and da ear test intervals thing coz that saved me in my music exam which asked me to listen to chords and guess da intervals and i just thot back of wat u taught me b4. thx for telling me to stop being so evil and posting things at ppl's forum or else now i still would have thot james swearingen was the composer of sinfornia but thats not the point i know. silly me. thx for buying us so many scores from overseas and locally and us sec 3s still rmb that u owe us "sesame street" since sec 1 so rmb that kkies coz i have good memory and wont forget that. haha. thx for knowing how to sms coz some conducters has nv even seen a phone in their lives though its not their fault. thx for having so many friends who come and watch us rehearse and we feel so blessed for some reason. thx for bringing us overseas to perform coz we have gained loads of experiences and did i mention it was FUN. haha. thx for taking time of to teach saxophone kexin how to play her solo part de rhythm and now benjamin is so touch he practically loves u and now keeps going "where's mr lim? where's mr lim?" which is indeed irritating i must say. thx for using such chim english dunno whether izzit u tauting us or something LOL coz we just learn something new everyday. haha. thx for bringing out the music in the band and making us feel so proud that we'r in something called REGENT WIND SYMPHONY that we'll probably tell the whole world if we could coz we'r proud of it. thx for visiting blogs coz some other conducters wont bother tts how evil they are. thx for being just like the big father u are to the band. nicky shouted " we love u daddy " ! haha. thx for taking so much time to prepare us for this syf and now we know that we've improved and whether we get a COP, bronze, silver, gold or DIAMOND we will  STILL celebrate. thx for letting benny motivate us with that 100% thingy that all of us still rmbs. hur. thx for buying so many cds for our band which i'm sure not a lot of bands have a audio visual department for borrowing cds and stuff. thx for thinking that i know everything but actually its not true coz i just circulate everything back from u and i just infer and stuff. yeps. still have loads to say but think this is too long. &lt;strong&gt;in conclusion. just thx mr lim (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because u made me [and da band] believe in ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;thank u God for bringing &lt;strong&gt;Mr Lim&lt;/strong&gt; into &lt;strong&gt;regent's band life&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111314364393370494?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111314364393370494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111314364393370494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111314364393370494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111314364393370494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-love-mr-lim.html' title='we love mr lim!!!'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111314348194442025</id><published>2005-04-10T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T07:31:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck sjimb tmr!! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; more days to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; SYF`05!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom woke me up at like 10am and told me my computer was &lt;em&gt;still on&lt;/em&gt;. damn it. i dont know how i ended up on my bed again. nv off computer somemore. diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv to pass my time in da afternoon coz it was too freaking boring and i was lazy to do homework. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened on msn, sms and phone. &lt;strong&gt;he's not quitting SYF&lt;/strong&gt;. wahaha. yays. told u he wasnt that type. and to think ppl like tim chua and gillian all worrying so much. LOL. i'm glad its finally over. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were better today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad bought for me da &lt;strong&gt;tuner-cum-metronome&lt;/strong&gt;!! so darn happy!! haha. a bit like my band's black tuner and white metronome. oni combined together and it has &lt;em&gt;much much&lt;/em&gt; more functions and its like cream colour. woohoo. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at &lt;strong&gt;pastamania&lt;/strong&gt;. yucks. i prefer pizza hut. oni ate like a bit. lol. was too ermmm. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing my name. waiting for mom to come back to confirm and go dunnoe what procedure. ma fan de. with lawyer and blah. not telling now. xD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr. &lt;strong&gt;SJIMB syf at 11:45am.&lt;/strong&gt; good luck to them!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;JIA YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my mindset is like. &lt;strong&gt;" mr lim has done so much for us that even if we play our very very best and get a COP, i'll accept it with no regrets. "&lt;/strong&gt; something is wrong with me? nope. &lt;strong&gt;i dont wan any award or medal. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coz i dont care anymore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i cant deny the fact that its possible for us to get a gold. but its oso possible for us to get COP. so wats the point of da medals? nothing but just &lt;em&gt;10 minutes worth of playing&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the four ppl we meet in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;+ yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;+ the one u love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;..the person who u like a lot. but yet the person does not like u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;+ the one who loves u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;..the person who likes u a lot. yet u do not like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;+ the one who is gonna spend his life with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;..the person whom u can truly spend a lifetime with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// tuner cum metronome!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history essay. ahh. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111314348194442025?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111314348194442025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111314348194442025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111314348194442025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111314348194442025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-luck-sjimb-tmr.html' title='good luck sjimb tmr!! (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111310096160471744</id><published>2005-04-09T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:42:41.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last sectionals w s4s/5s. chingyee's hse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; days to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; SYF`05!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was quite 'saddening'. was reminded that today would be da &lt;strong&gt;sec 4s/5s last sectionals&lt;/strong&gt; in band by da Exco. aww. o wells.&lt;strong&gt; sob.&lt;/strong&gt; had combine with miss loh!! and combine was&lt;em&gt; awesome&lt;/em&gt; today. yeps! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt; asked how i knew that 10 bands were playing&lt;strong&gt; american riversongs&lt;/strong&gt;. how come he cant rmb that he was the one who told us that 10 bands were playing? erm. i was like getting da facts from him. diaoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he wont stop saying we will get &lt;strong&gt;high COP&lt;/strong&gt;. how evil. -scowls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;church&lt;/strong&gt; and jiahui came along! lolz.&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; loves da songs and jumpingg. weee. haha. went to eat at&lt;strong&gt; pizza hut&lt;/strong&gt; later on. ya. was toking a lot a lot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;chingyee's house&lt;/strong&gt;. had loads and loads of fun. looking for music online then squabble over with charles which one to play first. LOL. then &lt;strong&gt;charles, zeting, aaron&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; left le. then left &lt;strong&gt;me, yaqing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;chingyee.&lt;/strong&gt; then we kept chatting. sooo fun. haha. lala. i have good memory and yaqing keeps thinking she doesnt. shockinggg. &lt;s&gt;and to think sometimes i forget everything from school&lt;/s&gt;. then yaqing's cousin or someone send us both home. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upgraded my msn beta! YES! its so NICE. can see ppl's display pic from da outside. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia youuu. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. sleep. -conks out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111310096160471744?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111310096160471744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111310096160471744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111310096160471744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111310096160471744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/last-sectionals-w-s4s5s-chingyees-hse.html' title='last sectionals w s4s/5s. chingyee&apos;s hse.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111310075456290784</id><published>2005-04-08T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:39:14.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>violin + bicycles/blades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; days to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SYF`05!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt; POA. and miss tan says my grades are dropping. &lt;s&gt;i dont care&lt;/s&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so shut up shut up dun wanna hear you*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahs. told &lt;strong&gt;ms sng&lt;/strong&gt; i &lt;em&gt;couldnt&lt;/em&gt; perform and she was like OMG. then she quickly brought me home to get my violin. desperately needed a violinist eh? hmm. then she told mr tan and blahs. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;went for quick rehearsal. was okies. teachers walking pass were like "oh so there REALLY is a violinist?" and i was like " ermmm. yes? " blah. thx &lt;strong&gt;charles&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; jordan&lt;/strong&gt; for managing da band while i was rehearsing &lt;s&gt;and not helping.&lt;/s&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band. &lt;strong&gt;combine!&lt;/strong&gt; yays! haha. then blah blah. usuals. then ms sng got me out. guest of honour was&lt;em&gt; late&lt;/em&gt;. like wth. haha. got to wear da &lt;strong&gt;prefects' new blazer&lt;/strong&gt;. omg omg. was VERY NICE. weeee. haha. then FINALLY guest of honour came lor. then play play. opening. then play . blah. everyone walked so fast. diao. &lt;s&gt;so i didnt nid to play that long! lols&lt;/s&gt; immediately ran back to band with mie mie. then heard them sight reading &lt;strong&gt;sinfornia noblissima&lt;/strong&gt;. ahhh. i wanted to PLAY THATTTT. ): sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in. siying said they oso just sight readed &lt;strong&gt;merry widow&lt;/strong&gt;. gave her the death look. siying asked me to ask mr lim to play again. thot it was&lt;em&gt; spastic&lt;/em&gt;. but ahhs. tried for the fun. and he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;. -.-" ok nvm. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to da store with &lt;strong&gt;yokelian and others&lt;/strong&gt;. lala. chat. then went home with &lt;strong&gt;nicholas, elisha&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sadeer&lt;/strong&gt; who were passing by lor. yeps. then came to my house what. and we made &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MICROWAVE HOTDOGS&lt;/span&gt;. lol. lala. then hayati came and we went &lt;strong&gt;cycling/blading&lt;/strong&gt;. so fun. haha. reached elisha's house and meet her parents a while. then left. decided to go &lt;strong&gt;limbang&lt;/strong&gt;. so yeah. lala. nicholas rode da bicycle and asked ME to sit at the back. &lt;strong&gt;ok he's a good rider. (:&lt;/strong&gt; but i &lt;em&gt;screamed&lt;/em&gt; too much and he was like STOP SCREAMING LA!! &lt;s&gt;i wud have stopped screaming if he had stopped swerving right and left just to &lt;em&gt;scare&lt;/em&gt; me&lt;/s&gt;o yeahh. i learned a lesson. must learn how to &lt;strong&gt;TRUST NICHOLAS.&lt;/strong&gt; like wth. LOL. limbanggg. went Mac. elisha treat all of us! ha. &lt;em&gt;SPRITE FLOAT.&lt;/em&gt; lala. then sadeer went home. and then all of us went back to my house except elisha. then nicky and hayati watched me play piano for some reason. and nicky wants to learn piano!! yays?! weeeeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// sprite float. is NICE. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111310075456290784?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111310075456290784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111310075456290784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111310075456290784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111310075456290784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/violin-bicyclesblades.html' title='violin + bicycles/blades.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111309916401228639</id><published>2005-04-07T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:14:33.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poa and maths = disaster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; more days to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYF`05!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOIR SYF TMR!! JIA YOU!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5:30am &lt;s&gt;from a dream with charles and zeting and some weird ppl inside.&lt;/s&gt; dunno how i ended up in &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; when i was actually studying halfway through maths at the study room. realised computer and lights werent off yet. hur. so didnt really study maths or POA lor. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both tests were &lt;em&gt;total disasters&lt;/em&gt;. didnt finish maths and couldnt balance anything in POA. spastic eh. and to think i realised ms beh got da qns out from da maths assessment book which I had. &lt;s&gt;and did not do&lt;/s&gt;. at least me and elaine did well in &lt;strong&gt;tingxie&lt;/strong&gt;. and boy, are we sooo proud of ourselves. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was asked by &lt;strong&gt;Ms Sng&lt;/strong&gt; to play violin for the official opening of The Range tmr. and i blurly said ok. till i realised. got&lt;strong&gt; BAND&lt;/strong&gt;. o well. just have to disappoint ms sng. opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms low&lt;/strong&gt; took woodwinds combine for band today. she's so childish and cute. and she knows my name! shocking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt; got me addicted to &lt;strong&gt;spicy curry nachos&lt;/strong&gt;! evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; social studies test! -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leonard&lt;/strong&gt; is sooo accusing me of not talking during conferences. erm. is that a compliment? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;stop wasting your smses. and my time. when i say no. i seriously mean it. you wont be able to persuade me. so stop it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i say it again. NO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// because you live ; i live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no homework. no test tmr. finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111309916401228639?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111309916401228639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111309916401228639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111309916401228639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111309916401228639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/poa-and-maths-disaster.html' title='poa and maths = disaster.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111280234203879876</id><published>2005-04-06T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:45:42.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poa class in library.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up. tired again. stupid. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think &lt;strong&gt;malay dance SYF&lt;/strong&gt; today? JIA YOU!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher didnt come for social studies. disappointed. ended up joining the boys looking for mr seetoh at 3-11 for fun. lols. the relief teacher just ignored me when i walked pass my own class umpteen times with elaine la. silly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA split class was in&lt;em&gt; library&lt;/em&gt;. yet the air con made me sleep. lolz. thank goodness ms tan knew i was still 'recovering' from that rehearsal till now and 'sort of' let me sleep a bit. too bad for gerald. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tingxie. POA test. maths test.&lt;/strong&gt; all tomorrow. i'm in deep shit. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped mr seetoh after school at rifle range de dunno what exhibition thing. hanged and pinned up stuff together with bing quan, hao zhi and darren. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer violin. played badly. was damn damn tired and violin was like threatening to slip down my shoulder. boo. la. have to concentrate more on&lt;strong&gt; vibrato &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; double strings&lt;/strong&gt; to get ready for next year exam. weeee. lala. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at lot 1 with &lt;strong&gt;hayati. &lt;/strong&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;suhaila, yuting, yoke lian, amy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;aileen.&lt;/strong&gt; so qiao. haha. o well. talked to hayati bout sec 2 results and blahh. yeah. then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// you'r inviting trouble.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// not what i thot u were like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. damn tests. -runs away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111280234203879876?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111280234203879876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111280234203879876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111280234203879876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111280234203879876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/poa-class-in-library.html' title='poa class in library.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111271055330879727</id><published>2005-04-05T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:17:22.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drained. tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i'm. so. tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cud hardly even wake up today. was like&lt;em&gt; dragging&lt;/em&gt; myself to school la. in class slept through dunno how many lessons and got scolded by tons of teachers. ha. aint i such a &lt;em&gt;bad class chairperson&lt;/em&gt;. tsk. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to stay awake for &lt;strong&gt;chemistry &lt;/strong&gt;coz the boys behind me wont stop singing &lt;strong&gt;MockingBird.&lt;/strong&gt; o well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers just threw more tests at us for next week. and the next. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thx a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was bad. for me that is. was so tired that i didnt even conduct the band well for warm ups. i think. yeah. think its rather &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irresponsible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of me la. cannot coz i tired then affect band. hmph. evil me. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lim just told us he wants our committee to plan da POP. real excited about it. not too keen bout&lt;em&gt; formation&lt;/em&gt; though. lol. will be kept bz through&lt;strong&gt; May &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; June&lt;/strong&gt;. erm. yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept on da couch at like. &lt;strong&gt;8pm.&lt;/strong&gt; woke up at at &lt;strong&gt;10pm.&lt;/strong&gt; brilliant. now got &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maths homework and social studies assignment.&lt;/span&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// tireddd. drained.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep. but i cant. -sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111271055330879727?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111271055330879727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111271055330879727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111271055330879727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111271055330879727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/drained-tired.html' title='drained. tired.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111271036218523420</id><published>2005-04-04T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:12:42.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rehearsal at SCH w bedok north.</title><content type='html'>i'm soooo tired. -slumbers to a side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history&lt;/strong&gt; was funnn. drank cold milo straight from its packet in the middle of class RIGHT infront of ms rajoo, da relief cher. then principal came in and i was like. OMG. -hides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in any form of contact with rain isnt what i call fun. and it just had to rain when i had oni 1/2 more round to run for my 2.4km. &lt;strong&gt;damn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to comp lab during DnT for&lt;strong&gt; folio research&lt;/strong&gt;. was fun fun fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to&lt;strong&gt; acs i&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt; music.&lt;/strong&gt; was like running between dunno how many guys with da empty noodle bowl when i realised we were late for the first class. lols. ho wen long is in band too. cool. lols. that male 'blur toot' cher came in. then went out. then &lt;strong&gt;me, mengyi, nan hua girls [christina+rachel], weizhi &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; fairfield gurls [evangeline, naomi, samantha] &lt;/strong&gt;slipped out of class. LOL. evil us. was like almost&lt;em&gt; ponning&lt;/em&gt; music history. hur. came back and cher was like -stare-. haha. he taught us on beethoven today. wah. can sleep sia. lols. was like sleeping sitting up straight and my head just FELL back. totally freaked me out and boy. it was PAINFUL. mrs lee came in and told us music history test was next week. aww. i just HAVE to do well for this paper or its a big&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt; on my mid year for music. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha n evangeline had their SYF today. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;choir.&lt;/span&gt; yeps. and they were like hopping around being nervous waiting for results. and this guy smsed eva and said they got a bronze and eva nearly cried. then he replied saying it was a joke. wth. blahh. then turned out they got a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS!! &lt;/span&gt;congrats!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to SCH with mengyi just in time to see da band eating their dinner. changed. then eat. then got ready. blah. mr lim asked me to conduct bedok north band for a few bars and he recorded. o wells. i didnt know bedok north's &lt;em&gt;style&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;tempo&lt;/em&gt; in bar 77 so yeah. if the recording turns out not so nicely there.. yeps. real sorri. &lt;strong&gt;my fault. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then regent [our band]'s turn. went in. played. tutors were there too. how exciting. (: lols. &lt;strong&gt;the bassoon tutor rawks.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont know why. haha. alumni was there also. &lt;strong&gt;kenny, eugene, sarah, chiu&lt;/strong&gt; all of them. double the excitement. sang da "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i love you mr lim"&lt;/span&gt; song to mr lim after band. THINK he was touched? dunno. was in the bus bursting with energy singing and playing games. haha. reached school and fall out. blah. walked home at like 11pm+. scary. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;haiz. i mean. yeah. what u said might have hurt him u know? ya. dunno la. i somehow find that it shudnt be like that. or said like that.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// tiredddd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep.sleep -runs away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111271036218523420?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111271036218523420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111271036218523420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111271036218523420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111271036218523420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/rehearsal-at-sch-w-bedok-north.html' title='rehearsal at SCH w bedok north.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111253397234972724</id><published>2005-04-03T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T06:23:45.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;more days to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SYF`05.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked fried rice for lunch. &lt;em&gt;MY &lt;/em&gt;way. hur. was pretty pleased with myself, i must say. -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's private tutor is some ex-RGS student studying in NUS now. she didnt state her JC. so i dont know. HA. and she played &lt;strong&gt;flute&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;raffles sec concert band&lt;/strong&gt;!! how interesting ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were ermmm. i know my standards are dropping like dunno what. but i know he just wants me to get a blardy new instrument. ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid sister oni knows how to cry when she doesnt know how to do a maths question. how spastic. i wonder how she's gonna go to sec 1 next year w/o getting being &lt;em&gt;clim&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; over&lt;/em&gt;. hur. crying so that i would give her the answer? how brilliant. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history test&lt;/strong&gt; tmr? why do i noe now? argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply cant be bothered with things. everything. especially boys. like. they say something and actually mean another. they demand this and when everything goes wrong, they secretly blame u. sometimes u DONT KNOW what they'r thinking. like. WTH. &lt;strong&gt;boys shud &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; argh. c'mon. i'm waiting for you and you and you. &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the guys in the world to beat me up. &lt;strong&gt;i cant be bothered with u all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having PE tmr. then O level music at acs. then SYF full dress rehearsal at conference hall. so i'll be bringing 3 sets of clothes [+ boots] including my uniform. wth. just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Pope passed away. 1 min of silence. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// boys shud die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i like dreams when they come true. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111253397234972724?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111253397234972724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111253397234972724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111253397234972724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111253397234972724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-guys.html' title='i hate guys.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111245458636561888</id><published>2005-04-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T07:23:15.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rehearsal w st margarets and choir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; more days to &lt;strong&gt;SYF`05&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsal was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. totally. ha. felt that for once i gave my 90% best. 10% was wasted coz i almost screwed up my sort of solo. stupid A. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out that other than 2 gold bands infront of [cchs and st andrews] us, other than whitley [same choice piece] after us, still got &lt;strong&gt;Yuhua&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. die le la. WTH. NO LA. -slaps myself- so what if its yuhua? i repeat. WE PLAY OUR OWN MUSIC. -huge grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details! haha. &lt;strong&gt;st margarets'&lt;/strong&gt; came in their band uniform. was realli nice. green blazer and all. yeps. their bm, a flautist, [or dm?] is way cool. [and she's student conducter too!! -grins] haha. ok i feel so zi-bei as a probational bm. LOL. ok nvm. yeps. so they went up to rehearse first and we watched. one of their french horn players is&lt;em&gt; sooooooo&lt;/em&gt; adorable. and another euphonium player is &lt;em&gt;superrrrrrr&lt;/em&gt; ke ai coz she keeps bouncing. lol. then one of their trumpeters got sick or something. pity. &lt;strong&gt;take care gurl. (:&lt;/strong&gt; heard their conducter saying "rebecca" to one of the gurls. lols. thot it was me la. silly me. haha. was hoping to see one of my p1 classmates coz yeah. i'm an &lt;em&gt;ex-margaret-ian.&lt;/em&gt; so ex that i oni stayed for 3 months in p1. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some combine rehearsal. went out to line up. firstly st margs' went in. finish. then us. went in. played. yeps. that 90% one. mrlim was like in a&lt;em&gt; good mood&lt;/em&gt;? ya. scolded myself for not giving that 100%. boo. hmph. then later finish. then we practiced a bit then st margs' left le. yeps. took the band for &lt;strong&gt;Concert Warm Ups and Chorales II.&lt;/strong&gt; was pretty fun la. the conducter's riser is like. so. woahhh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lim made me play dat sort-of solo part in front of the whole band. coz i was nervous. as in. INFRONT. u know. STANDING. then next he made me FACE THE AUDIENCE and play. ok that was worse. LOL. lala. but it did help though. lols. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir came in and we listened to them. they'r singing &lt;strong&gt;'mo li hua'.&lt;/strong&gt; interesting. even the malays sing la. how cool. somehow think that they have improved a lot.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY! GO CHOIR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going back to school. then me and &lt;strong&gt;sec 2 ain&lt;/strong&gt; went crazi. was singing songs like Teletubbies and&lt;strong&gt; Hi-5&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus. then make the saxophones join us oso. LOL. then lalala. then i sorta introduced the 'I Love You -blah- deep down in my heart' song. and the whole bus started singing it. haha. then i called mr lim and the whole bus sang to him. -laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school. put stuff. then falled in and out. then we [woodwinds+percussions] sang to da brasses. awww. haha. then suhaila's belated bday song. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at&lt;strong&gt; KFC&lt;/strong&gt; in lot 1. kept bugging&lt;strong&gt; lay peng&lt;/strong&gt; on da way. haha. damaged&lt;strong&gt; ke xin's&lt;/strong&gt; anklet le. so careless of me. sorri kexin =\ met &lt;strong&gt;dororin, suhaila &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ama.&lt;/strong&gt; tok then go. then we walked round lot 1. went to meet &lt;strong&gt;my dad&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; from their movie and went to da sushi bar. hardly ate since i already ate just now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited for monday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// 100% !!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// deep down in my heart (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i cant do anything. bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay up and wake up late! ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111245458636561888?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111245458636561888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111245458636561888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111245458636561888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111245458636561888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/rehearsal-w-st-margarets-and-choir.html' title='rehearsal w st margarets and choir.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111236372163267015</id><published>2005-04-01T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T06:05:53.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demerit-merit file. forgotten.</title><content type='html'>blogger is working again! -cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUHAILA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got fooled like crazi today. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its&lt;em&gt; friday&lt;/em&gt;. since last week i have been falling asleep on my study table struggling to keep awake. not today. lols. &lt;em&gt;draco malfoy quizzes&lt;/em&gt;. here i come! -runs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot my &lt;strong&gt;3B CME book&lt;/strong&gt;. got fined 50cents to get da photocopied pages. lols. topic was on &lt;strong&gt;relationship with da opposite &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. guys in my class was. ermm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics quiz&lt;/strong&gt; was open book. -grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got scolded by &lt;strong&gt;ms beh&lt;/strong&gt; when i told her i forgot to bring da &lt;strong&gt;demerit-merit file&lt;/strong&gt; up. then &lt;strong&gt;darren&lt;/strong&gt; came up and told cher he would bring it up coz he was indeed da discipline head. saved. awww. &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; guys are sweet.&lt;em&gt; even&lt;/em&gt; naughty ones. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact time in da hall for a talk. school planning &lt;strong&gt;overseas exchange programme&lt;/strong&gt; for us. destination?&lt;strong&gt; perth.&lt;/strong&gt; hmm. but they'r oni bringing &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 ppl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; over. still nid dunno what criteria and interview. so diao. a bit like my beijing school trip last year. yeps. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate lunch today. finally i have the time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. had to move everything to ava room. yeps. was&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; inside. recorded. guess i didnt gave my best. sigh. trumpet tutor gave a mini speech. kinda inspired me i guess. ya.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;100% !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saxophone tutor&lt;strong&gt; jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; was from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;swiss cottage band&lt;/span&gt;. trumpet tutor &lt;strong&gt;benny&lt;/strong&gt; was from &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yuhua band.&lt;/span&gt; woooahh. these were all like. 10 years ago? haha. percussion tutor Boon Seng was from. -no band- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;2 chocolate bars&lt;/strong&gt; before i went home. crazy me. was chatting with&lt;strong&gt; jocelyn, aileen &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; yoke lian.&lt;/strong&gt; bout band stuff. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's making me drink &lt;em&gt;ginseng soup&lt;/em&gt; today. its gross. ytd was&lt;em&gt; chicken essence&lt;/em&gt;. that wasnt bad. lol. guess mom's trying to help me stay awake. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought da demerit-merit file home. so stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// one chance. 100%!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chocolatesssssss. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsal tomorrow. again. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111236372163267015?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111236372163267015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111236372163267015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111236372163267015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111236372163267015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/04/demerit-merit-file-forgotten.html' title='demerit-merit file. forgotten.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111228170063752413</id><published>2005-03-31T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:08:20.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>de la salle sch rally on piano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;last day of march. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had math in AVA room. was freezing like dunno what. lols. POA was good today. i managed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;balance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my accounts. YAY. -huge grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was funnnn. o well. yeps. &lt;strong&gt;alma&lt;/strong&gt; came. -clap clap- &lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt; was targetting clarinet section loads today. lols. o wells. he seemed to be in a good mood. blahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to neighbour's house. &lt;strong&gt;janice&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to know more bout bands coz she was in one. and they havent tried instruments yet. yeps. and she's interested in&lt;strong&gt; clarinet!&lt;/strong&gt; YAY. haha. ok nvm.&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to teach her da &lt;strong&gt;de la salle sch rally&lt;/strong&gt;. on piano. lols. how cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics homework. muahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// kickin' it awayyy. how evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. -runs away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111228170063752413?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111228170063752413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111228170063752413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111228170063752413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111228170063752413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/de-la-salle-sch-rally-on-piano.html' title='de la salle sch rally on piano.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111228157169362200</id><published>2005-03-30T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:06:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye 10.</title><content type='html'>no violin today! -cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics&lt;/strong&gt; was making me blur today. topic on&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sound&lt;/em&gt;. ya. maths was funnn. weeeee. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ai si maths.&lt;/span&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class got to skip POA and go straight to da hall coz ms merduati had to get ready for assembly. yeps. &lt;strong&gt;me, salina, elaine, siti, gerald&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;benjamin&lt;/strong&gt; played &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Chop Chilli Chop'&lt;/span&gt; while waiting. lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sectionals was okies. i guess. ran a lot. ran down to get keys, ran up to open, ran down to give back, back up to tell bass clarinets stuff, ran to get bottle, ran down to general office put class diary and demerit-merit file, ran to bus stop. woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with&lt;strong&gt; elaine&lt;/strong&gt; at lot 1. in school uniform. ha. supposed to watch &lt;strong&gt;The Eye 10&lt;/strong&gt; with&lt;strong&gt; nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; gerald&lt;/strong&gt; oso. then nick got cca till lateeee. gerald was too late. hur. yeps. so me n elaine watch. the eye is NOT scary. its just. i ended up laughing ten times more than getting freaked out. LOL. so. watch it. coz its so freaking FUNNY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gerald&lt;/strong&gt; owes me a movie treat. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no homework. DOUBLE YAY. now i can catch up with more draco/harry potter quizzes stories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news. tests lined up next week. -sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// stop being so. f***ed up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// tmr will be a better day. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna enjoy today. weeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111228157169362200?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111228157169362200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111228157169362200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111228157169362200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111228157169362200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/eye-10.html' title='The Eye 10.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111210326584248357</id><published>2005-03-29T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:34:25.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chemistry quiz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;then give me some time .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry &lt;/strong&gt;rawks. getting to like &lt;strong&gt;ms yeo&lt;/strong&gt; more n more. lurve da ppl who sits infront with me during chem coz &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;they rawk, we dont get demerit points and we actually listen to ms yeo.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. had &lt;strong&gt;surprise chem quiz&lt;/strong&gt;. was like whining and trying to get the answers straight from cher. muahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elaine&lt;/strong&gt; keeps forgetting to remind me bout my bottle during recess.&lt;br /&gt;mean elaine. sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;ms beh&lt;/strong&gt; was going on bout the importance of maths. esp for O Levels. she's freaking me out. o man. i badly want to do well now. ms beh. u rawk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luwei's&lt;/strong&gt; singing is making me laugh till i have da cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was good. had sectionals then combine.&lt;strong&gt; sarah, wensheng, vanessa &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt; came! and sarah told me some things bout &lt;strong&gt;tim chua&lt;/strong&gt;. horhor. lols. did &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;recording&lt;/span&gt; again. weeee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cudnt find dear &lt;strong&gt;nathasha&lt;/strong&gt; after band. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// opps. sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do my homework. -runs off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111210326584248357?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111210326584248357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111210326584248357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111210326584248357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111210326584248357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/chemistry-quiz.html' title='chemistry quiz.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111201904504778524</id><published>2005-03-28T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T06:10:45.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harmony test. sucked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and everytime i feel afraid *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;. mood swings? hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km training for PE and i oni got a spastic timing of &lt;strong&gt;16:18&lt;/strong&gt; from my previous 14:18. bullshit. i shouldnt have walked and chat at the last round. boo. &lt;strong&gt;thx elaine for telling me that it was &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MY LAST ROUND&lt;/span&gt; when i almost ran an extra. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally.&lt;/em&gt; i handed in my compo. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking a lot in dnt. haha.&lt;strong&gt; luwei&lt;/strong&gt; was singing this realli silly song. haha. talked to &lt;strong&gt;gerald&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lewis.&lt;/strong&gt; yeps. i know what you'r thinking. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ri guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [thot was&lt;strong&gt; sji&lt;/strong&gt; at first] got off da bus with me n mengyi at acs. then &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hwachong guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from upstairs [double decker bus] got off too. then. yeps. ri and hwachong started throwing each other dirty looks. and me and mengyi were like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;regent extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hurr. turned out ri gonna had a match with hwachong or something. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt see that &lt;strong&gt;ho wenlong&lt;/strong&gt;. aww. saw that kids united &lt;strong&gt;kenneth&lt;/strong&gt; or something. he plays &lt;em&gt;saxophone&lt;/em&gt;. -gasps! ha. ivan actually remembered the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; ACS badge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me and &lt;strong&gt;weizhi&lt;/strong&gt; asked for! and it was free!! weeee.&lt;strong&gt; thx ivan. (:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i'm a ACS student now! lols. lala. me and weizhi having a fetish for school badges le. gonna start collecting them! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music history.&lt;/strong&gt; the same male teacher. slept in score reading, heck, the piece was freaking long. dunno what teacher teach. jump here and there. blahs. then he asked me a qn and i replied blurly causing class to laugh. so now he knows my name by heart coz he keeps calling it &lt;em&gt;for fun&lt;/em&gt;. diao. had &lt;strong&gt;harmony test&lt;/strong&gt; after our break. main key was in&lt;em&gt; B minor&lt;/em&gt;. and i went to do da whole thing in &lt;em&gt;D major coz i ignored the A#.&lt;/em&gt; means 0/20 already. boo. hopefully get 1 or 2 marks lor. haiz. &lt;em&gt;there goes my ca1 marks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate with weizhi at Mac in clementi. chat chat. told her like everything. lala.&lt;strong&gt; thx weizhi.&lt;/strong&gt; you'r like my first listener! haha. &lt;strong&gt;you rawkk. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hold tighter to my faith *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// u made my day. -hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// your future. lols.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;em&gt;motivated&lt;/em&gt;. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111201904504778524?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111201904504778524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111201904504778524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111201904504778524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111201904504778524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/harmony-test-sucked.html' title='harmony test. sucked.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111192849172567376</id><published>2005-03-27T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T05:01:31.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love tom felton. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy easter everyone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. have 3 boiled eggs. weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;strong&gt;harry potter quiz random stories.&lt;/strong&gt; realised all those female writers always write bout themselves involved in a &lt;em&gt;love triangle&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;harry potter and draco malfoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; fighting&lt;/em&gt; for them. every gurl likes these kind of stories. including me. but somehow i feel we nv think bout the guys la. like. guys wont like it if they'r involved in a love triangle, thats for sure. in fact, they'll be hurt-ed. &lt;strong&gt;poor guys&lt;/strong&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u cant deny that those stories kick ass. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm in love with&lt;strong&gt; tom felton&lt;/strong&gt;. ya. the one acting as draco malfoy. like this is the 2nd time i'm in love with him. first time was. 2 years ago. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music today was better. teacher saw me getting sian-er. ha. he asked bout syf. and i told him we were after &lt;strong&gt;st andrews' band&lt;/strong&gt;. he was like.&lt;br /&gt;[u will need all the..] &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;GOOD LUCK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week. 3 different movies. 3 different days. 3 different groups of ppl. sigh.&lt;em&gt; there goes my allowance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my compo. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i'm in love with tom felton. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music test tmr. arghhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111192849172567376?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111192849172567376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111192849172567376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111192849172567376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111192849172567376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-love-tom-felton.html' title='i love tom felton. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111184568111113065</id><published>2005-03-26T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T06:01:21.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>easter serviceee. sat.</title><content type='html'>i &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;cookiesssss. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band. band rawked today. dunno why. haha. yeps.&lt;strong&gt; singapore rhapsody&lt;/strong&gt; was done real nicely. lurved it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church. &lt;strong&gt;easter service&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. loads of newcomers and new believers. lala. &lt;strong&gt;jolene&lt;/strong&gt; came! ha. went to eat at &lt;strong&gt;starhub&lt;/strong&gt; after service. shepherding with&lt;strong&gt; cindy&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;jency&lt;/strong&gt; bought choc cookies. i was eyeing them &lt;em&gt;full time&lt;/em&gt; la. haha. went home with &lt;strong&gt;huiling gabriel wendy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;meiting.&lt;/strong&gt; bus was passing by&lt;strong&gt; sji&lt;/strong&gt; and i was like "maybe faeliq would be on his bus". and guess what. &lt;strong&gt;faeliq&lt;/strong&gt; was on my bus. lols. gabriel was like making me tell him all da scary stories. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-hugs (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'll uphold &lt;em&gt;both of u&lt;/em&gt; in prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like &lt;em&gt;cycling&lt;/em&gt;. or &lt;em&gt;playing badminton&lt;/em&gt;. but no one wants to play with meeee. or cycle. hmphh. -sulks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got letter from MOE bout my edusave update. rahs. been using up loads of money last year. blehx. there goes dunno how much. argh. &lt;strong&gt;boo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conv between me. and sji sec 2 &lt;strong&gt;jonathan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;boys are jerks?&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         boysarejerks. go on. smack me. (:  says:&lt;br /&gt;wahhah. some boys.&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;den u must specify! X)&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         boysarejerks. go on. smack me. (:  says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-" haiyoh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;go change ur nick now&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;SOMEboysarejerks&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;its very implicating&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarebigjerks. go on. smack me. (:   says:&lt;br /&gt;there there&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;then now u must specify why&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarebigjerks. go on. smack me. (:   says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;why are some boys big jerks?&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarebigjerks. go on. smack me. (:     says:&lt;br /&gt;coz they are. =.="&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarebigjerks. go on. smack me. (:     says:&lt;br /&gt;like some gurls are bitches. -sings&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarebigjerks. go on. smack me. (:     says:&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm xD&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;okay then why are some gurls bitches&lt;br /&gt;*Mummy's Boi* SAND KING :&lt;br /&gt;hmmm u must be like u display pic: CLUELESS&lt;br /&gt;«..hª[i]z..»         someboysarejerks. go on. smack me. (:     says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sightreaded &lt;strong&gt;Angel's Eyes&lt;/strong&gt; on piano just now for fun. for 5 pages non stop. one word. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not going to happen. anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chocolate chip cookies craze :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// &lt;s&gt;boys are jerks.&lt;/s&gt; most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays. sleep late everyone. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111184568111113065?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111184568111113065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111184568111113065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111184568111113065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111184568111113065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-serviceee-sat.html' title='easter serviceee. sat.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111176645103617430</id><published>2005-03-25T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:03:31.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss congeniality 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my legs&lt;em&gt; ache&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;caregroup&lt;/strong&gt;. haa. played &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;. mostly bout eggs in conjuction with easter. haa. yeps. ended up eating lots and lots of &lt;em&gt;hard boiled eggs&lt;/em&gt;. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find&lt;strong&gt; gillian&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. went orchard there &lt;s&gt;though i realli hate orchard&lt;/S.&gt;. &lt;/s&gt;haha. then this gurl approached us to ask us to buy some candle for $5. buy lor. haha. went to &lt;strong&gt;Shaw House&lt;/strong&gt; there. yeps. lala. then&lt;strong&gt; leonard&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;tim chua&lt;/strong&gt; came le. bought da tickets. wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;Son Of Mask&lt;/strong&gt; but the seats were like horrible la. haha. so watched &lt;strong&gt;Miss Congeniality 2&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. was realli nice and farnie. everyone shud go and watch! haha. then went&lt;strong&gt; borders&lt;/strong&gt; there. walk walk. then. lala. homeeee. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt;. but obviously no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// eggssss. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easter service tmr. yayys.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111176645103617430?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111176645103617430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111176645103617430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111176645103617430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111176645103617430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/miss-congeniality-2.html' title='miss congeniality 2.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111167414544505481</id><published>2005-03-24T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:22:25.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maths remedial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;burned my tongue&lt;/em&gt; thx to soup. sob. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some powerpoint on &lt;strong&gt;tsunami &lt;/strong&gt;for cme. was real cool. went to 3-9 for &lt;strong&gt;maths remedial&lt;/strong&gt;. teacher was &lt;strong&gt;ms jane yeo&lt;/strong&gt;. am sitting with &lt;strong&gt;siying&lt;/strong&gt;. lala. and i still havent finish my compo. muahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to band straight after maths remedial. combine, did recording. and blahs. think i played realli badly today. rahhs. hmph. &lt;strong&gt;10 bands&lt;/strong&gt; playing &lt;strong&gt;american riversongs&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught a sec 1 junior, &lt;strong&gt;daphanie&lt;/strong&gt;, on how to create blog. like. she is realli realli fast can. teach once can le. lolz. how cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yays. tmr's a&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. means. can wake up late. finally. weeeeeeee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you'r such a &lt;s&gt;bitchy fake-a-roo copycat.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// mockingbird is nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// whats the point? its just a lie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conference. yays. -skips off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111167414544505481?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111167414544505481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111167414544505481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111167414544505481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111167414544505481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/maths-remedial.html' title='maths remedial.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111159002269218348</id><published>2005-03-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T07:09:19.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catholics and protestants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i walk alone *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was crazy. haha. had to do this and that. run here and there. hands were loaded. blahs. social studies bout &lt;strong&gt;catholics and protestants&lt;/strong&gt; rawked today. &lt;strong&gt;bingquan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;zhucheng&lt;/strong&gt; were like super funny. make us laugh till pengx. lols. they kept talking bout &lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt; infront of teacher till she oso laugh la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. rushed for&lt;strong&gt; sectionals&lt;/strong&gt;. lala. was fun today. haha. think we kinda improved. haha. yeps. ran around looking for band room keys. lols. run here and there. ha. then&lt;strong&gt; siying&lt;/strong&gt; was so evil. she accuses me of having a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;boyfriend&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and she's making up names like blah and blah. ermmm. diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. rushed for &lt;strong&gt;violin lessons&lt;/strong&gt;. today was kinda good. i played &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;gavotte&lt;/span&gt;. again. weee. haha. teacher asked wats SYF. explained. he is damn shocked that s'pore has so many conducters la. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my compo. dued 3 days le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// lols. catholics and protestants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// gavotteeeee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid a &lt;em&gt;new bottle&lt;/em&gt;. ): sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111159002269218348?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111159002269218348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111159002269218348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111159002269218348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111159002269218348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/catholics-and-protestants.html' title='catholics and protestants.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111149892991539961</id><published>2005-03-22T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T05:43:59.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we play our own music.</title><content type='html'>wannn. tooo. dreee. fallll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term 2 already. and i'm still in the &lt;em&gt;holiday mood&lt;/em&gt;. not doing homework and so. dozing off in lessons. rahs. how how. blehx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did &lt;strong&gt;history essay&lt;/strong&gt; in class today. rahs. think i cant get a good grade for this one though. -sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. friendster testimonials finally hit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;200&lt;/span&gt;. thx to&lt;strong&gt; ben&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. o wells. aiming for 250 now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. went straight after chemistry. &lt;strong&gt;ms yeo&lt;/strong&gt; was walking with me and she kept asking me whether the band would get a gold this year. like wth. as if gold is the most impt thing in the world. hur. took warm ups. had combine. was better today. yeps. mr lim told us this and that. till now i'm so blardy&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; frightened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. argh. gonna put away my everything including computer for this 2 weeks. full concentration for band. yups. sectionals every single day. heard we got the worse slot ever. infront being all da gold bands, and behind us, another band playing the exact same piece. o well. like mr lim said. &lt;strong&gt;who cares. we play our own music. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of ppl were sick today. cough. fever. sprained back. yups. all. take care kkies. l&lt;strong&gt;aypeng&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;leonard&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;yuting &lt;/strong&gt;and others. yups. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer &lt;strong&gt;piano lessons&lt;/strong&gt;. my cert is finally here. yays. -hops around- but the word 'merit' looks horribly disgusting. argh. say i'm &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt; or wadeva. still, i shall aim higher. yups yups. got my new piano book. it costs &lt;strong&gt;$40&lt;/strong&gt;. o man. haha. but the pieces inside totally rawks can. weeee. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate pancakes for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished you didnt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// 2 weeks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// i just happen to. thats all. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall complete all of my homework. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111149892991539961?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111149892991539961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111149892991539961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111149892991539961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111149892991539961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-play-our-own-music.html' title='we play our own music.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111140945700632171</id><published>2005-03-21T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T05:10:28.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crashing. nan hua sec.</title><content type='html'>i'm such a lucky &lt;s&gt;bitch.&lt;/s&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wateva. i'm not a bitch la. yups. just that God&lt;em&gt; loves&lt;/em&gt; me so much that even though i didnt do my homework, teacher nv scold. thank God. yeps.&lt;strong&gt; mrs chong&lt;/strong&gt; said i cud hand up my history essay tmr. and she scolded the rest. lol. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;honesty is the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. then cher nv collect maths or physics or english compo. once again. i'm saved. &lt;strong&gt;wo ai si God.&lt;/strong&gt; -hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took height and weight. i went &lt;em&gt;down&lt;/em&gt; 4kg. thats crazi. i'm eating perfectly normally la. wth. but i'm still not growing. and &lt;strong&gt;zeting &lt;/strong&gt;is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; than me now. ahhh. -hides behind a bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;music at &lt;strong&gt;acs i&lt;/strong&gt;. was chatting bout the acs boys' uniform. stopped a boi to ask whether sec 3s wear long pants anot. then the boi like. sec 2. so damn ke ai. haha. then saw that &lt;strong&gt;WenLong&lt;/strong&gt; guy from tv. yups. he looks so much more &lt;em&gt;shuai&lt;/em&gt;. ok shuddup. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music class. got new music history teacher. some guy replacing mrs lee. and wad the hell. he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rawks&lt;/span&gt; though his voice is soft. but i still &lt;em&gt;slept&lt;/em&gt; through his class. muahas. did &lt;strong&gt;beethoven&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mozart&lt;/strong&gt; today. weee. haha. test was postponed. yays. plus world music teacher had to go meeting. double yays. God loves me so so much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out da 3 guys sitting infront of me de names while i was laming with them and da gurls. &lt;strong&gt;jeff.&lt;/strong&gt; kent ridge. da syo bassoon player la. lolz. then&lt;strong&gt; qi you.&lt;/strong&gt; outram park. damn farnie guy. and&lt;strong&gt; ivan.&lt;/strong&gt; acs barker. prefect sia! lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to crash &lt;strong&gt;nan hua sec&lt;/strong&gt; with christina, rachel and weizhi. yups. i went rite infront of da discipline mistress like &lt;em&gt;no one's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; la. lolz. went to christina's class at the fifth floor. chat. haha. they rawk. &lt;strong&gt;SCR².&lt;/strong&gt; yays. their school is like some arts school. got &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;band, chinese orchestra, harp ensemble, choir and guzheng ensemble.&lt;/span&gt; woah. lolz. went home with weizhi and rachel. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn how to play &lt;strong&gt;fhorn and tbone&lt;/strong&gt;. sob. ): but i cant buzz for nuts. rahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the side. dat 'clue-less' pic. i draw myself de. and the new this and that. i put in de!! muahas. so proud of mui-self. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I LOVE MY BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gillian's&lt;/strong&gt; phone might get confiscated. aww. someone heart pain le. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so sick of listening to&lt;strong&gt; faeliq&lt;/strong&gt; go on bout lord of da rings theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;u suck. kiss my ass la.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chicken pie. lols.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// peach tea!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go do homework. byes. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111140945700632171?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111140945700632171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111140945700632171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111140945700632171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111140945700632171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/crashing-nan-hua-sec.html' title='crashing. nan hua sec.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111132736669376533</id><published>2005-03-20T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T06:04:02.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 ulcers. suckk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;every step i take, every move i make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;every single day, every time i pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'll be missing you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahs. thats a real nice song. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's my new bloggie's template?! haha. modified a bit. yeps. gonna change that pic. boo. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays now end. and i &lt;em&gt;havent &lt;/em&gt;started on my homework. and there's &lt;strong&gt;music elective test&lt;/strong&gt; tmr. o noooo. i still cant figure out da score's cadence wateva. kill me. argh. today must burn midnight oil le la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;strong&gt;horrible dream&lt;/strong&gt; last nite. its not scary so dream not nightmare lor. yeah. but all the same. it was horribleee. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;like he becomes my stead la. how spastic.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well. threw away my hopes of waking up freaking late from today onwards. was woken up to be reminded of a meeting today. yikes. lolz. but all the same. this means more time on da PC in da morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smses. back and forth. its always bout conference or chat. haha. -stares at gillian.faeliq.leonard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer meeting. oni &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;charles&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;siying&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;yuting&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; dororin&lt;/strong&gt;. then&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; came along with &lt;strong&gt;kelvin&lt;/strong&gt; for a while. yeps. then eat lunch. tok tok tok. no more. then me n dor pei yuting go pierce eat. i was like. OMG OMG OMG. hur. o well. shall pierce another hole with yuting next time. yups. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer lessons. was bad. rahs. i'm too slack. blah. exam pushed to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; december&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like wth la. hmph. o well. nvm. lala. came home. and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 ulcers&lt;/span&gt; sucks. can chew properly or anything. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// sorri . yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// stupiddd dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they change our timetable. rahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111132736669376533?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111132736669376533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111132736669376533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111132736669376533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111132736669376533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-ulcers-suckk.html' title='2 ulcers. suckk.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111124514839965793</id><published>2005-03-19T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:54:27.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sp + cjc alumni concert.</title><content type='html'>now its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; ulcers. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i smsed &lt;strong&gt;120 msgs&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church.&lt;strong&gt; cindy&lt;/strong&gt; let me listen to her band's singapore rhapsody! yays. &lt;strong&gt;kranji band&lt;/strong&gt; is realli 'on'. lolz. had lunch at s11 after service.&lt;strong&gt; shepherding.&lt;/strong&gt; cindy posed a challenge to me to invite someone to da easter celbration. yeps. saw &lt;strong&gt;samuel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;june.&lt;/strong&gt; yups. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around with &lt;strong&gt;gabriel &lt;/strong&gt;waiting for&lt;strong&gt; gillian's&lt;/strong&gt; call to see whether she can come wif me n &lt;strong&gt;hayati&lt;/strong&gt; go watch concert.&lt;strong&gt; sp + cjc alumni concert&lt;/strong&gt;. gabriel was like running and bouncing along. haha. yeah. hp batt went &lt;em&gt;flat&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dover to meet hayati. gillian could come in the end but she refused to come. how evil. sob. blehs. yeah. got the tickets. then went into da hall to sit. hall is damn big laaa. yeps. their programme sheet is like this&lt;em&gt; transparency&lt;/em&gt;. how cool. haha. then &lt;strong&gt;wm&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; hazhari&lt;/strong&gt; sat beside hayati. yeps. then somehow we ended up chatting to some ppl sitting behind us. lolz. ya. found out they were mostly sec 2s and 3s from&lt;strong&gt; bukit merah concert band&lt;/strong&gt;. yeps. they said their band oni 20+ ppl so cannot go syf. yeps. but they are a jolly lot of ppl la. haha. exchanged numbers. yays. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert. had &lt;strong&gt;merry's widow&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; abba gold&lt;/strong&gt; and others. yups. like it when both bands combine for a piece. sp has good intonation. weeeee. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. took train back to yew tee. ate with hayati at mac. then so qiao. saw&lt;strong&gt; eugene&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; edmund&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; dylan&lt;/strong&gt;. then chat lor. rahs. the boys kept making hayati laugh like dunno what. lolz. homeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afiqah&lt;/strong&gt; just send me&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 'an jing'&lt;/span&gt;. lols. and was like "Jay Chow-An Jing". notice the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; cho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gillian is going to be so mad. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// not. not. not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// ... on the stars? lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can wake up late tmr.&lt;em&gt; finally.&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111124514839965793?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111124514839965793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111124514839965793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111124514839965793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111124514839965793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/sp-cjc-alumni-concert.html' title='sp + cjc alumni concert.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111115531883218547</id><published>2005-03-18T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T06:15:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>combine w sec 1s. (:</title><content type='html'>where the skies are blue *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. band. had combine in da morning. yeps. then lunch time , oc and exco had a meeting. so asked minfang help me buy. yeps. couldnt even finish&lt;em&gt; half&lt;/em&gt; the chicken rice. rahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then combine with sec 1s. had to play &lt;strong&gt;Hey Jude&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;blue ridge saga&lt;/strong&gt; with them. like. erm. pretty sick of blue ridge. haha. &lt;strong&gt;yirong&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;rafidah &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;another oboist&lt;/strong&gt; from bedok north came! weee. haha. yups. then mr lim let us watch this &lt;em&gt;mozart movie&lt;/em&gt;. which is. really nice and funny. but some parts are like. obscene. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sectionals. nothing much. then fall band out. yeps. went to playground swings with jocelyn n natasha. thot i left my hp in school. blahs. then natasha found it on da playground steps. rahs. &lt;strong&gt;thx nat.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. then me and natasha did something evil. muahas. lala. walked home. ate dinner w jocelyn. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having conference with leonard and some others. oo. and ahem. &lt;s&gt;some sji boys like gilliannnn.&lt;/s&gt; ok i shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strange sms-es i'm receiving. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;charles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;Op Committee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its oni 3 mths. treasure it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chilli chilli.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// hey jude. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conferences are fun. haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111115531883218547?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111115531883218547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111115531883218547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111115531883218547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111115531883218547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/combine-w-sec-1s.html' title='combine w sec 1s. (:'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111107496128416004</id><published>2005-03-17T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T07:56:27.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq. lala.</title><content type='html'>bbqs are funn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weizhi&lt;/strong&gt; just HAD to remind me that there's &lt;strong&gt;music elective test&lt;/strong&gt; on monday. -sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had combine. surprised i cud play quite loud&lt;em&gt;. stupid ulcer&lt;/em&gt;. argh. just proofs dat i must learn how to force myself sometimes. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then barbeque. then things were all luan luan. but managed to get it done somehow. yays. da whole band kana pump for no reason then alumnis and sec 1s throw water bombs at us. evil. lolz.&lt;strong&gt; sean&lt;/strong&gt; reminded da ppl around him we'r not supposed to move anyway. so like. whole band run away oni some sec 3s all stay there kana bomb. lolz. so yeah. i got wet too. boo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during da cake cutting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me:: nahh. -give jiajia liang cha drink-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mr lim:: u want me get diabetics rite!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me:: this one oso. -give ferrero roche-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mr lim:: u want me get fat rite!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me:: ermmm??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 2's performance was totally kewttt. then sec 3 performance in the end cancelled. how sad. sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt; second time this week. this time was like serious la. wont say why. two days ago was coz of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;someone&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mahs. yeps. like i'll never ever cry infront of my frens can? boo. &lt;strong&gt;zeting&lt;/strong&gt; was like&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; "oc cannot cry! oc cannot cry!"&lt;/span&gt; around me. seriously think it was very stupid and silly of me to cry for this stupid stuff. like. if next time again how? cry ah? stupid me. not fit to be even a &lt;em&gt;probational &lt;/em&gt;band major. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx &lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; laypeng&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;chingyee&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;chingyee's house&lt;/strong&gt; with ppl. siying's sec 1 sis jiaying oso came. lolz. we all took off shoes. then splash water from the poolside. security guard caught us. boo. haha. ate and chat and played &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;. lolz. jiaying told me some stuff. just got to say. sec 1s so damn adorable. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might have exchange on sat. with &lt;strong&gt;st andrews&lt;/strong&gt;. not confirm. dunno. yeps. hope have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// silly billy me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// chicken wingsss. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr. rahs. yays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111107496128416004?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111107496128416004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111107496128416004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111107496128416004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111107496128416004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/bbq-lala.html' title='bbq. lala.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111098868117618896</id><published>2005-03-16T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T07:58:01.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>imm giant. haa.</title><content type='html'>stupid ulcer. comes and goes and comes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;strong&gt;yongwen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;gerald&lt;/strong&gt; outside lot 1. yep. they were like staring at me. and i dao them. evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had meeting with oc at food court.&lt;strong&gt; jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dor&lt;/strong&gt; came too! yays. haha. talk bout &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;. came to a conclusion. muahas. capt ball &lt;em&gt;REVISED&lt;/em&gt;. weeee. killing two birds with one stone. haha. havent do da band essay thingy. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so evil during the meeting. &lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt; so patient explaining la. haha. then i like totally blur at everything. just find myself a bit too selfish at times. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;mean rebecca.&lt;/span&gt; tsk. -reprimands myself. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;imm giant&lt;/strong&gt; with oc and exco team to look for da barbeque stuff. me and&lt;strong&gt; zeting&lt;/strong&gt; were like running all over going &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"honeydew!!"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"where'r the satay sticks?!"&lt;/span&gt; . haha. zeting dropped da aluminium foil when we were running back. then yes. people literally stare like dunno wat. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to leave early fer &lt;strong&gt;violin.&lt;/strong&gt; yeps. teacher still keeps saying that i'm playing too softly. haiyoh. then he was like "do u know gr7 violin is very difficult to pass?" and i'm like "oh." evil. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom is complaining that the computer keeps playing either&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; 'dang ni gu dan ni hui xiang qi shui' or 'gu dan bei ban qiu' &lt;/span&gt;and she claims dat she noes the song by heart now. like the computer &lt;em&gt;doesnt&lt;/em&gt; la. and wth. my mum &lt;strong&gt;cant &lt;/strong&gt;even get the lyrics right lor. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited my friendster profile. go see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt know you would listen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia you tmr. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tmr's bbq will a success. yays! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111098868117618896?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111098868117618896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111098868117618896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111098868117618896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111098868117618896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/imm-giant-haa_16.html' title='imm giant. haa.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111089880597332947</id><published>2005-03-15T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T07:30:21.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>got ulcer. =(</title><content type='html'>2nd dayy. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese remedial&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning. was super lazy. haha. reach there oni got like 4 ppl la. haha. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor&lt;strong&gt; jocelyn&lt;/strong&gt; is sick. =( take care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. things were slightly better today. muahas. that person's staying. (: i'm &lt;em&gt;glad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. i finally dare to raise my voice [slightly lolz] and was able to give instructions quite strictly. lolz. not totally well yet. yeps. shall improve. but. then it led to yokelian and others asking me worriedly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"rebecca!! why u so fierce all of a sudden? angry ahs? ok anot??"&lt;/span&gt; ermmm. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt contact mr lim. mr tan said his hp &lt;em&gt;spoil.&lt;/em&gt; like. dunno how to contact him. lolz. o wells. wait lor. till he came. conducted &lt;strong&gt;warm ups, band techniques and washington's post.&lt;/strong&gt; was ok. yups. then tried a new march. under double eagle's wings or something. lolz. nice. haha. eileen dropped by. yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to move all perc to cca room 4. so yeah. then fall them in. then this and that. oc met exco again and talk. talk bout &lt;em&gt;good and bad ppl.&lt;/em&gt; lolz. then &lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt; waited for me for so long. aww. haha. yeps. went to da playground swings with her. chat chat. home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suhaila&lt;/strong&gt; said she &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after reading my last post. erms. okiesssss. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;easter's&lt;/strong&gt; coming. i'm supposed to fast on one meal a day as some church thing. yeps. think shudnt be a prob. skip breakfast la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope&lt;strong&gt; faeliq leonard and others&lt;/strong&gt; have fun in your instructor's course. take careee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;ulcer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; sob. shall ask mummy to buy me a pack of chips. rahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's no one's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// good job oc. jia you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to get used to this post. lolz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111089880597332947?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111089880597332947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111089880597332947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111089880597332947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111089880597332947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/got-ulcer.html' title='got ulcer. =('/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111080715340796268</id><published>2005-03-14T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:12:52.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drills training + first day probation.</title><content type='html'>1st day. on da job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PHYLIS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got like&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; morning calls? haha. thx &lt;strong&gt;mummy, tim chua, hayati and jocelyn.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;went to da meeting at 7. was late by 2 minutes. lolz. briefing. then we very lame la. all adjust hp time at de same time. lolz. yups. then chase band ppl fall in. was okies i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to use ava room &lt;em&gt;instead&lt;/em&gt;. so all plannings and wateva totally changed. ya. so yups. told ppl to move perc instruments and others down. called mr lim. yeps. then mr lim call me like 3 times, and i all oso nv answer. so &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'brilliant'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of me. hurr. diao. then the door stuck. panic. quickly call ms beh. yays. haha. then went for sectionals. then combine. took a bit of warm ups. first time. dunno okies anot. got feedback that i conduct too fast. opps. real sorri ppl. =1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band. chased them down. quite fast. oni bout. 2 or 3 ppl late. lolz. then after falling out, gave da punishments for late-coming. starjumps. lolz. then exco met up with us to talk bout today. ya. shall improve tmr. we will. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;strong&gt; drills training&lt;/strong&gt; for OC by the exco. so yeah. we all went behind the classroom block. first training was &lt;em&gt;shouting and projection of voice.&lt;/em&gt; ok la. my voice is high pitched. so charles and comm couldnt hear my command at all from the other end of the road. lolz. esther said i have to relax and talk slower. erms. ok. then laypeng so evil la. imitate me. evil. lolz. then tried shouting sizing command. yeps. all of us had a turn. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then something realli unpleasant happened. yeps. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then i just cried la infront of everyone.&lt;/span&gt; felt so disappointed with that person. then we all whole OC did something lor.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone was shocked coz nv see me [or rather. an sec3.] cry b4 or do that to someone else. haha. then got chain reaction somemore. haha. then exco tried again. and worked bahs. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lot 1 with some of da exco and yuting n charles. eat. then saw &lt;strong&gt;cindy and other church ppl.&lt;/strong&gt; so qiao. haha. told esther they all da jokes and riddles. lolz. lala. then say till ghost stories. haha. ya. then home. tts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way home. got an sms. =) and. all of a sudden i felt that &lt;strong&gt;all da tears were all worth it.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont regret crying. &lt;s&gt;ermmm.wth.&lt;/s&gt; ya. know i shudnt cry bahs. joseph said bm die die cannot cry. even those on probation. =( haiyoh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorri.&lt;/span&gt; let everyone down. rahs. aniwae. sometimes. crying realli helps da problem. somehow. =1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realli hope u can stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// stay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// tears.are.sometimes.worth.it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band tmr again. lets all &lt;strong&gt;jiayou.&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111080715340796268?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111080715340796268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111080715340796268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111080715340796268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111080715340796268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/drills-training-first-day-probation.html' title='drills training + first day probation.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111072283466577909</id><published>2005-03-13T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T06:13:14.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first meeting on bbq.</title><content type='html'>ahh. i'm so nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's band day! our oc's committee&lt;em&gt; first&lt;/em&gt; day la. coz exco members all have lessons. yeps. rahhs. think i wont be able to sleep tonite already. and yes. i didnt sleep well last nite either. was tossing and turning. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our meeting today. charles realli brought da laptop! lolz. then jordan, secretary mahs, type lor. haha. planned &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; and performance. yeah. good job to everyone. esp jordan and charles. (: lolz. ya. everyone had different ideas and thoughts in the beginning of the discussion, then in the end everyone agreed on this and that! yays. haha. hope this barbeque wud be a success! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`to &lt;strong&gt;jordan&lt;/strong&gt;.you'r a very very good planner and organizer. yeps. got ideas just say bahs. dont have to worri bout this kind of thing. yeah. so dont say that again ok. haha. u have the potential de. just bring it out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so nervous and scared. what if everything doesnt go well? what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahh. stop worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oc committee jia you tml. our first day. so must give our best. if we get scolded, must not cry. first impression is very very very important. jia youuu. even though all of us are oni on &lt;strong&gt;probation&lt;/strong&gt;, we&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;must give our veryyyyy best. k. lala. and zeting. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NO ANKLE SOCKS.&lt;/span&gt; -stares. and rmb ur badge!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope &lt;strong&gt;jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dor&lt;/strong&gt; r havin fun in msia. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;all of a sudden everyone has da habit of calling me band major. i have no name. LOL.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia you tmllll. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes. lalalaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111072283466577909?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111072283466577909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111072283466577909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111072283466577909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111072283466577909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-meeting-on-bbq.html' title='first meeting on bbq.'/><author><name>BECKY</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-8570049.post-111063322574583124</id><published>2005-03-12T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T07:40:54.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on probation.</title><content type='html'>scared. scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer maths remedial in the morning. was &lt;em&gt;late&lt;/em&gt;. bad habit of mine. boo. must change. haha. ya. room was freaking cold. brrr. learned that number line. quite fun i guess. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer band. combine. &lt;strong&gt;vanessa &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt; came to watch. lolz. played &lt;strong&gt;singapore rhap&lt;/strong&gt;. we improved a lot a lot a lot! thx to mr lim lor. so much patience with us. haha. yeps. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" if we get a gold, silver, bronze or even a COP, we must celebrate, because we have improved.",&lt;/span&gt; as said by mr lim. (:&lt;br /&gt;did a bit of &lt;strong&gt;phantom of the opera&lt;/strong&gt;. tried my solo part today. oni piccolo wasnt here today. yups. mr lim kept telling me to play loud. and finally i played really really loud. and. it totally sounded different. ya. i shld learn how to slap myself everytime i play soft. haha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screamed &lt;strong&gt;"we love you"&lt;/strong&gt; at mr lim. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exco announced da new oc committee. yeah. and. i'm &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;band major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;probation&lt;/strong&gt; la. haha. yeps. and &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;concert mistress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; too. yeah. so shall have to work hard and so though i'm just on probation.  yups. was so shocked that i just stoned. haha. congrats to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yuting, charles, siying, jordan, gangyuan, zeting, dororin and jiahui.&lt;/span&gt; lets all jia you and work together kkies. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a meeting with committee at lot 1. this sounds stupid but its really&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; difficult&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to handle a meeting. yeps. so pei fu exco. haha. but we all were frank and so, meeting went quite well. ya. all of us went to chingyee house after that. dor taught me maths! her maths is what-the-hell-freaking-good. lolz. then was like all practising drills at the second floor, then the security guard scold us. haha. okkkk. so stop lor. haha. then took bus with jiahui home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;joseph said my hp bill is going to and will burst for calling and smsing ppl bout meetings. he dont know how right he is. its already bursting now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told parents bout it. they were like " whats that ". dad thot i had to throw the mace or something. -laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so nervous and scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if i screw this up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if i break down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if i dont manage things well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// jia you. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml meeting with exco. i'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570049-111063322574583124?l=nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/feeds/111063322574583124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570049&amp;postID=111063322574583124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111063322574583124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570049/posts/default/111063322574583124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutcracker-lurve.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-probation_12.html' title='on probation.'/><author><name>BECKY</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>
