<?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-8258578187560587778</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:39:50.557-07:00</updated><category term='2nd picture ever since'/><category term='finding deathly hallows'/><category term='Marche is pronnounced as mar shay'/><category term='I hate D and T so much...'/><title type='text'>Nothing lasts forever...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8235592315273573354</id><published>2011-07-07T03:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T03:04:32.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;FML, why I suddenly have outburst of pimples?!?! This sucks.. I&amp;#39;ve tried toothpaste, primrose oil etc and well, they&amp;#39;ve worked but not to a huge extent. Oh wellss. I&amp;#39;ve decided to eat lesser and healthier during recess so as to save money and reduce pimple growth. Yes, I want to &amp;quot;lead a healthy lifestyle&amp;quot; now :&amp;#39;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. I&amp;#39;ve haven&amp;#39;t been formally introduced to you but I think you&amp;#39;re indeed pure annoying and a pain in the ass.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Stop being so fake I beg you. And stop flirting around -_-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. I realised I&amp;#39;m always so unwanted and not needed but till now I&amp;#39;ve finally see the light. I will always be an extra. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Pls talk to me? Guys are supposed to take the initiative! This development is just not enough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-to four different people-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;School is so hectic and busy. Just week 2. Goodness me. I&amp;#39;m dying!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;FML and FTW I hate me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8235592315273573354?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8235592315273573354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8235592315273573354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8235592315273573354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8235592315273573354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/07/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6494622409254164185</id><published>2011-06-13T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T03:32:56.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>False hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;False hopes just hurt so badly. Hate &amp;#39;em. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Broken promises, false hopes, shattered dreams.... i dunno. Am i sad or angry or what? I have such a mixed mood... i cant decide to get frustrated or just cry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I used to be so proud of my high ranking post in this place. Now im stripped of everything, and turned out to be so low ranking. Complacency kills too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And when everyone is having meetings and stuff, im instead playing uno.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just want a simple life, a happy go lucky life. Is that just so difficult? I always gave in, always sacrficed, always kept quiet even if im pissed, always having no comments. But yet i have so much to complain and to fight for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And people do grow tired of one another. If you want a person so freaking badly, you wont let go that easily. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People come and go, people love and hate, people gain and lose. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6494622409254164185?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6494622409254164185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6494622409254164185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6494622409254164185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6494622409254164185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/06/false-hopes.html' title='False hopes'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-982360348736488579</id><published>2011-05-31T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:52:06.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Looking at Rongrong... Oh dearr. When will I become like her? :( will I end up like her, being total strangers with you for 7 months :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know this relationship wouldn&amp;#39;t last, but I just can&amp;#39;t help thinking, when would it end?? Almost all the recent blog post are bloody hell about you :x but I forever would not admit that I have feelings for you. Never ever. I just don&amp;#39;t want to admit to this possible fact. Its best if I can well as might just continuing deceiving myself if possible :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m like counting how old a baby is -.- for now it has been.. wow. 4 months going to five. Oh my..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-982360348736488579?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/982360348736488579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=982360348736488579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/982360348736488579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/982360348736488579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/05/day.html' title='The day...'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3318123285769298629</id><published>2011-05-28T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:06:25.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentally sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m so tired of this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can we just pretend everythings alright? Maybe even pretend that nothings wrong? Let&amp;#39;s best pretend we&amp;#39;ve never even met. I don&amp;#39;t mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3318123285769298629?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3318123285769298629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3318123285769298629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3318123285769298629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3318123285769298629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/05/mentally-sick.html' title='Mentally sick'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4754717465193698167</id><published>2011-05-21T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T01:27:32.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired like doreamon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I believe I didn&amp;#39;t do anything wrong, so stop thinking things too deeply and move on. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;其实, 已经差肩而过好多次了. 只是没有缘分吧, 不管距离多近就是不会碰面. Like parallel lines. Actually I don&amp;#39;t mind being a parallel line, at least it might be better.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4754717465193698167?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4754717465193698167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4754717465193698167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4754717465193698167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4754717465193698167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/05/tired-like-doreamon.html' title='Tired like doreamon'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7156991191707808344</id><published>2011-05-17T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:46:18.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy bears ftw!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Teddy bears rock. Yes they do. If you know the story of a teddy bear, you would know how hurtful it is to be a teddy bear. :&amp;quot;( &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt; Exams over, but the mood just isn&amp;#39;t there. Too muchmuch disappointment already. I can&amp;#39;t take it man. I think, I&amp;#39;m losing it D: &lt;br&gt; Maybe I should just admit it. Admit the fact that, well, I&amp;#39;m not the only one in your life. I should just find someone that has only me. Then maybe I won&amp;#39;t get disppointed or depressed so easily.&lt;br&gt; 忘恩负义. 要是好心真的有好报, 那就真的好笑. -_- 有些人, 对他好, 但自己有好东西就没有拿出来分享.. 还有另些人, 对你太好, 好到常常感到不好意思, 但又不知道该怎么报答他们.. 最公平的还是那些, 对彼此都好, 在一起时, 真的很自在. 生活里有这些人, 不知该笑还是哭呢!&lt;br&gt; 生活还真是矛盾. :/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7156991191707808344?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7156991191707808344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7156991191707808344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7156991191707808344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7156991191707808344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/05/teddy-bears-ftw.html' title='Teddy bears ftw!!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1141935758029854146</id><published>2011-05-02T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T05:56:23.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody cares.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Seriously.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s not like the first day since you&amp;#39;ve known this person or anything. It&amp;#39;s clear enough that this person hates it, so why keep doing it to annoy them? A leopard doesn&amp;#39;t change its spots, so their mindset will never change. No matter how much you put your heart into it, they won&amp;#39;t even budge. That&amp;#39;s life, that&amp;#39;s reality. Face it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Exams in like 4 days..? Not really stressed. Yet. All notes done, memorising hasn&amp;#39;t started yet though. This time round my rice bowl kena snatched away by prcs. Grrr. :( &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nobody cares a hoot about what you do for them, unless it&amp;#39;s beneficial. So realistic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1141935758029854146?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1141935758029854146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1141935758029854146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1141935758029854146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1141935758029854146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/05/nobody-cares.html' title='Nobody cares.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6473456826992773987</id><published>2011-04-18T03:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T03:46:18.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel fate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Everything really amazes me so much. Every single thing that fate has planned for me until now. It is all so.. Amazing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The meetings could have occured earlier but fate chose not to. Some meetings could have been prevented, but fate leaves it to happen. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All the coincidences, make it all soso tiring and so amazing. I really dunno whether to laugh or cry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you Fate. Pls do make my life smooth sailing. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SYF in 2 days!! &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Urgh so mega uber excited. I have so much hopes and excitement i might burst sooner or later. :) This will be my best syfs amongst the 3 others. Cross my heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P/s i just hate people who talk behind other peoples backs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6473456826992773987?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6473456826992773987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6473456826992773987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6473456826992773987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6473456826992773987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/04/cruel-fate.html' title='Cruel fate.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8419814499067386673</id><published>2011-04-08T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:15:52.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>命运</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;命运将人与人筹合在一起.&lt;br&gt; 我很讨厌这种被命运控制的感受. 让人觉得喘不过气.&lt;br&gt; 我不想被筹合, 不想被约束, 不想跟你有任何关系.&lt;br&gt; 身为朋友, 你真的很棒. 但若再继续下去, 我们可能连朋友都不能做. &lt;br&gt; 我知道, 我这种人很容易就会掉进陷阱里,&amp;nbsp; 无法拔出. 所以不要再逼我跳下去了.&lt;br&gt; 我真的... 无语了.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8419814499067386673?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8419814499067386673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8419814499067386673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8419814499067386673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8419814499067386673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='命运'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7416237591809833024</id><published>2011-04-02T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T22:14:54.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shortlived happiness. Irritates me. So freaking much.&lt;br&gt; I well as might have zero happiness than those kind of bit by bit happiness. The feeling of your heart soaring for one moment and dropping a few feet down from a great height. Really brings sososo much emptyness in the heart. Emptyness, yes.&lt;br&gt;  I used to like or rather enjoy posting statuses and making many many people like it. The number of likes really bring some sense of achievement. However things have changed. Now i prefer posting very very profound statuses that few would understand, jyst to see who would like it and who truly understands. Even just understanding part of it is comforting.&lt;br&gt;  But nobody can fully understand how you truly feel. They are your own feelings afterall. Positive or negative, feel it yourself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7416237591809833024?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7416237591809833024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7416237591809833024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7416237591809833024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7416237591809833024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/04/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1728127917868922025</id><published>2011-04-02T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:34:50.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Testtest&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1728127917868922025?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1728127917868922025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1728127917868922025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1728127917868922025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1728127917868922025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5465152458405573780</id><published>2011-02-16T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:00:44.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is just like maths.</title><content type='html'>Exactly. Life is really like math.&lt;br&gt;Today I went to do a math selection test in school... And it sort of demoralised me. A little. There were 5 questions and half an hour&amp;#39;s time. The teacher only cared about the speed and accuracy in answering. I only knew how to do one question but the rest were anyhow randomly select one number.&lt;br&gt;Life is just like that. Math. Nobody cares how much hard work or effort you put into anything. Relationships or studies. Ppl are seriously so realistic. They only care about the end result. If you make one pathetic wrong mistake or decision, you&amp;#39;re out of the game. Ppl may try to forgive you but the fact is in their hearts your mistake is still there, unable to be washed away completely. They dont bother your backstage efforts determination or hard work. They only care about what happens on stage that will determine a good or bad impression in their hearts forever.&lt;br&gt;In maths there is only one definite answer(s). No matter how much working you give, you will only get maybe a few method marks but never full marks unless your final answer is correct. That&amp;#39;s how life works too.&lt;br&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5465152458405573780?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5465152458405573780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5465152458405573780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5465152458405573780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5465152458405573780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-is-just-like-maths.html' title='Life is just like maths.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1093397986809408528</id><published>2011-02-09T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T01:46:02.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC profile: peacemaker</title><content type='html'>My DISC profile is peace maker. Which quite describes me. It means that you would sacrifice and do other people&amp;#39;s work just to maintain peace etc. And people relationships are important to me plus I worry and would have insecurity and be fearful under pressure. Yup that&amp;#39;s me. :) &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m trying very very hard to convince my self and my position in your heart. Very hard. I must think positively. Your words do comfort me and I hope you&amp;#39;ll mean it. Just that I hope I wont lose faith in you.&lt;br&gt;Group leader for orientation tomorrow. Fine, they want to see a leader I will show them one. However the strength to be a chair person of co is no longer there. I&amp;#39;m afraid I have to let my friends and juniors down. Sorry but I cant take that immense job :&amp;#39;(&lt;br&gt;Going for piano now. Till then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1093397986809408528?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1093397986809408528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1093397986809408528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1093397986809408528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1093397986809408528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/02/sc-profile-peacemaker.html' title='SC profile: peacemaker'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3435646247047779886</id><published>2011-02-06T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T04:06:19.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wth is wrong with the world.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m gonna take it out to read again. My smoothing medicine. :)&lt;br&gt;Seriously. What the hell is going on? So many unknown people pulled into the situation. So many unknown ppl refering to in statuses. So many unknown stuff and terms. Being thrown into confusion now. Life is changing ever so fast, if I stopped for 1 day i&amp;#39;m gonna miss out meeting unknown ppl, reading unknown status, not knowing specific terms and all. &lt;br&gt;School is... Okay. My results are average and a few below average. But i&amp;#39;m gonna buck up. I&amp;#39;ll come back better than ever. Rehearsals, performances, phew. Tiring. Finally can relax for a while.&lt;br&gt;Back to work. Happy chinese new year. (Though i&amp;#39;m not really into the mood)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3435646247047779886?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3435646247047779886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3435646247047779886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3435646247047779886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3435646247047779886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/02/wth-is-wrong-with-world.html' title='Wth is wrong with the world.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6928025487237591426</id><published>2011-01-29T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:46:06.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>辛苦中得到幸福</title><content type='html'>这几天好压力。&lt;br&gt;有时感到左右为难。&lt;br&gt;很想很想出去玩得快活。但想到家里的那一堆作业，梦想破灭。&lt;br&gt;无论多辛苦，日子还得过。看到朋友的笑容，他的惊人智慧，一切烦恼消失。&lt;br&gt;只想像一个hardcore一样，整天做功课。什么都不想去想。接下来的日子会更辛苦，我希望自己不会倒下。&lt;br&gt;加油。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6928025487237591426?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6928025487237591426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6928025487237591426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6928025487237591426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6928025487237591426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_29.html' title='辛苦中得到幸福'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1176294584978037797</id><published>2011-01-27T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T04:41:44.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again. :(</title><content type='html'>I really really need someone to talk to. Anyone. :&amp;#39;(&lt;br&gt;Today I took it out again. Whenever I see it, it really does comfort me. But I hope this feeling will really last......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1176294584978037797?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1176294584978037797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1176294584978037797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1176294584978037797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1176294584978037797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/again.html' title='Again. :('/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-9108659303827000133</id><published>2011-01-27T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T04:08:13.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swing le</title><content type='html'>Hmm let me see. &lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know how much i&amp;#39;ve helped but that doesnt matter.&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know that you always break your promises, and I pity you.&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know the feeling of left out, well maybe you do.&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know that you&amp;#39;re just the same as the other people, or maybe you think that&amp;#39;s just unique. &lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know my feelings, unless you&amp;#39;re in my shoe.&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know how fortunate you are, yet you just take some of it for granted.&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know what a person you&amp;#39;re in my heart.&lt;br&gt;All these, you&amp;#39;ll never ever know......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-9108659303827000133?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/9108659303827000133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=9108659303827000133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/9108659303827000133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/9108659303827000133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/mood-swing-le.html' title='Mood swing le'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-283061961979712544</id><published>2011-01-26T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:03:45.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes and blessings from deep down within the heart</title><content type='html'>Do you know how special you are to me?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;re just so different, and no one else has touched my heart like you do. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;This year I would like to give you all my wishes and blessings that you will be happy for as long as you&amp;#39;re living. I&amp;#39;m sure my wishes would definitely be worth it. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Thank you for appearing in my life and giving my joy. ^^&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;------&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sigh, sometimes we would regret words that have never been said. I really wanna prevent this regret. I dont want you guys to miss each other and regret for a lifetime. &lt;br&gt;I wanna put things right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-283061961979712544?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/283061961979712544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=283061961979712544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/283061961979712544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/283061961979712544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishes-and-blessings-from-deep-down.html' title='Wishes and blessings from deep down within the heart'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8351876378269344716</id><published>2011-01-25T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:48:31.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>忍耐，是很痛苦的…</title><content type='html'>OMG, i&amp;#39;m seriously gonna die soon. I feel as if I just jumped into the love river and drowned there. Never getting out... &lt;br&gt;Gosh, I really cannot resist anymore. I&amp;#39;m always melting in front of you... My heart feels like damn... Damn... Suffocated. Like I cannot breathe. Ah i&amp;#39;m love sick ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8351876378269344716?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8351876378269344716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8351876378269344716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8351876378269344716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8351876378269344716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_25.html' title='忍耐，是很痛苦的…'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2584399806460894701</id><published>2011-01-24T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:55:30.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...........................</title><content type='html'>So particularly free these days. Really miss mtdc... It&amp;#39;s like a big part of your life torn away :( I feel as if I cant play yangqin anymore. Of cos I can, but the songs at school co are not as nice as mtdc... Sigh. I need to get used soon. Why is life so cruel? Just when I got used and happy at mtdc life choose to pull me away. Good things dont last, but at least good memories last forever. :)&lt;br&gt;I really must catch up with my homework. Previously too busy with mtdc concert and cca selections i&amp;#39;m pretty beat. Now i&amp;#39;ve gotta catch up fast. I dont care whether i&amp;#39;m being called hardcore or whatever. It&amp;#39;s, quite the truth. :)&lt;br&gt;OMG, you melt the insides of me... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2584399806460894701?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2584399806460894701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2584399806460894701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2584399806460894701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2584399806460894701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh...........................'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6302433315157947742</id><published>2011-01-23T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:29:24.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You bastard</title><content type='html'>They always say you&amp;#39;re shy you&amp;#39;re shy etc... But by right I should be the one more shy right?!&lt;br&gt;I already tried to give as much response to you whenever I see you but now you keep your head down, dont even bother looking at me. Are you just shy, or you dont even wanna see my face? Whether you&amp;#39;re shy anot you cant hide forever. Face it, we&amp;#39;re still stuck and will see each other at school, maybe, everyday. Just pluck up your guts!&lt;br&gt;They say you still ----- me but your actions tell me otherwise. It&amp;#39;s so hard to believe that you still do or not. I dont know who to trust.&lt;br&gt;Whatever it is, you are not that daring anymore. Towards relationships, you&amp;#39;re a bloody coward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6302433315157947742?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6302433315157947742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6302433315157947742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6302433315157947742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6302433315157947742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-bastard.html' title='You bastard'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4442621842938563939</id><published>2011-01-22T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T18:34:49.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:( 2</title><content type='html'>Continued...&lt;br&gt;I ask questions and you dont answer. I was so concerned for you yet you took it for granted.&lt;br&gt;We used to wait for each other before going for recess unless you were out of class. But now you dont even bother. You just go to recess anyhow you like, order and eat. You even used to ask if I wanted you to order for me but now you dont. Not anymore.&lt;br&gt;I admit i&amp;#39;ve been spending too much time with perc but at least dont neglect me. I&amp;#39;m a SL. It&amp;#39;s part of my job.&lt;br&gt;Your wall posts all just make me pissed.&lt;br&gt;We always said our close friends have changed changed changed but the one who changed most drastically is you. Your change brings to me so much hurt and depression. Your change can kill.&lt;br&gt;I hope you can reflect on yourself, RongRong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4442621842938563939?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4442621842938563939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4442621842938563939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4442621842938563939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4442621842938563939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/2.html' title=':( 2'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7447870203625444641</id><published>2011-01-22T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T18:13:58.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the best night i&amp;#39;ve ever had but today was the worst day of my life.&lt;br&gt;I put all my feelings into you and what did I get? I get ignored, left out and not bothered. I feel like i&amp;#39;m invisible. I always always wait for you to notice me at the corner and call my name but you were too surrounded with your friends you dont bother with me anymore. &lt;br&gt;When you need me I was always there but when I need you, you were gone.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been bearing my anger and sadness for so long. Patience has a limit and i&amp;#39;m gonna burst now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7447870203625444641?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7447870203625444641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7447870203625444641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7447870203625444641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7447870203625444641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_22.html' title=':('/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5026736503303292876</id><published>2011-01-20T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T06:55:10.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我动心了…</title><content type='html'>Why are you soo cute? Why are you so handsome? Why cant resist temptation?&lt;br&gt;OMG. I melt whenever I see you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5026736503303292876?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5026736503303292876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5026736503303292876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5026736503303292876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5026736503303292876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_20.html' title='我动心了…'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1057550490435278833</id><published>2011-01-17T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T05:53:49.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see.</title><content type='html'>Right let&amp;#39;s see my schedule this week.&lt;br&gt;Mon: co&lt;br&gt;Tues: co and mtdc&lt;br&gt;Wed: co rehearsal&lt;br&gt;Thurs: piano and mtdc&lt;br&gt;Fri: co&lt;br&gt;Great, i&amp;#39;m so gonna copy homework from other ppl already. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1057550490435278833?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1057550490435278833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1057550490435278833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1057550490435278833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1057550490435278833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-see.html' title='Let&apos;s see.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8923203635983289400</id><published>2011-01-16T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:10:21.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>What&amp;#39;s your problem? Did I just spoil or ruin your day? Give me a break. Cant you just give some response for the sake that we&amp;#39;ve known each other quite long?! Congrats you just ruined my day too.&lt;br&gt;What the hell do you want? Just say what you wanna do and dont always make me wonder. Is it because I turn you off? Then again you cant blame me for being mad, because part of it is still your fault for putting me in doubt.&lt;br&gt;What is the world becoming into? :&amp;#39;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8923203635983289400?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8923203635983289400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8923203635983289400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8923203635983289400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8923203635983289400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6926824528154670442</id><published>2011-01-16T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T05:37:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCERT!</title><content type='html'>My concert this sat &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ll miss mtdc like shit. All the friends i&amp;#39;ve made. The teachers i&amp;#39;ve known and taught me. (The handsome guys I saw too)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Time passes so fast. I&amp;#39;m gonna perform soon. My first ever concert. Just thinking about it makes me damn nervous already. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Really hope all my juniors and besties can make it this sat. Having their support means a lot to me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I love the songs I&amp;#39;ve learnt there. When will be my next time playing those wonderful songs? :&amp;#39;)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;童年的回忆 + 旱天雷 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Finally &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 you yangqin, my best instrument ever. Many things have changed during these 7 years since i&amp;#39;ve known you but one thing for sure, your position in my heart will never change :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6926824528154670442?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6926824528154670442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6926824528154670442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6926824528154670442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6926824528154670442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/concert.html' title='CONCERT!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6737673006959409452</id><published>2011-01-14T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:11:10.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper</title><content type='html'>If i&amp;#39;m a piece of paper.&lt;br&gt;Not a plain one, but one that has been scribbled all over.&lt;br&gt;I would not erase away the scribbles. After all, erasing will only create dents, marks, creases and even, holes. At the end of the day, there will be still faint marks of the previous scribbles, never to vanish.&lt;br&gt;I would rather, throw away the whole piece of paper, and start on a new fresh pure piece. It&amp;#39;s far more easier, and nothing will be left behind too. Everything will just vanish into thin air, never to be seen again.&lt;br&gt;If I had never met you, my paper wont be so contaminated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6737673006959409452?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6737673006959409452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6737673006959409452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6737673006959409452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6737673006959409452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/paper.html' title='Paper'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5779265297992690840</id><published>2011-01-11T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T02:30:55.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it.</title><content type='html'>Stop everything. Make everything stop. Stop stalking. Stop misunderstanding. Stop forcing. Stop trying to act like you know me. Stop doing these. Stop everything once and for all and give it a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5779265297992690840?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5779265297992690840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5779265297992690840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5779265297992690840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5779265297992690840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/stop-it.html' title='Stop it.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2493769491959892915</id><published>2011-01-09T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T06:03:37.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life... So complicated.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m really trying hard to get used to school, the environment, the class, the new students. Sigh. Makes me even more depressed.&lt;br&gt;Co is lot better than that. With your juniors your friends, you never feel alone or bored. But i&amp;#39;m having dreams about me leaving soon. Yup i&amp;#39;m leaving in a year&amp;#39;s time but i&amp;#39;m already feeling sad now. Just when you are at the highest point at your life, life will always throw you back down. I&amp;#39;ll never get better juniors and friends than you guys. :&amp;#39;)&lt;br&gt;Homework everyday sucks. And sucks more when you dont even get to touch the comp. :(&lt;br&gt;Concert coming soon. Must. Prac. Hard. :)&lt;br&gt;Ciao. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2493769491959892915?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2493769491959892915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2493769491959892915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2493769491959892915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2493769491959892915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-so-complicated.html' title='Life... So complicated.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4076038547290405535</id><published>2011-01-02T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:42:34.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda bored</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m really bored, nervous scared and excited for school tomo.&lt;br&gt;Mixed feelings you suck.&lt;br&gt;Ok, i&amp;#39;ll have:&lt;br&gt;⒈new bag&lt;br&gt;⒉new hairstyle (it&amp;#39;s like cutting short hair that feeling all over again.)&lt;br&gt;⒊new friends.(not exactly new cos I already know Jaime and YingNa but can make more. I&amp;#39;m gonna be laughing like mad next two years cos of you two peeps)&lt;br&gt;⒋new juniors :D&lt;br&gt;Ok thats about all. But my school attitude and friends dont really change much. Co too. I still love my juniors and my besties. &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;Basically I need some new excitement next year or so. XD&lt;br&gt;School, here I come. Urgh sometimes I just hate you so much. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4076038547290405535?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4076038547290405535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4076038547290405535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4076038547290405535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4076038547290405535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2011/01/kinda-bored.html' title='Kinda bored'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7438962663881983446</id><published>2010-12-31T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:15:42.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You. The puzzling you.</title><content type='html'>I dunno what the heck is wrong with you. You made us laugh and cry. Recently, you just vanquished our last hope and wishes, blasting them into thin air. I&amp;#39;m not sure how I feel about you now, but I know I have both positive and negative feelings about you. Sometimes I just hope and hope and hope you&amp;#39;ll stop doing things that irritate and depress us but all my hopes, wishes and faith in you always always serve no use. I really dunno what to say about you anymore. One thing for sure, you&amp;#39;ve changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7438962663881983446?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7438962663881983446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7438962663881983446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7438962663881983446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7438962663881983446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-puzzling-you.html' title='You. The puzzling you.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2391661361862891140</id><published>2010-12-30T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:40:01.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>Yes, i&amp;#39;m a sexist. I know i&amp;#39;m but I dont know why. Though it&amp;#39;s not a bad thing.&lt;br&gt;About the precious thing i&amp;#39;m losing... maybe i&amp;#39;m really gonna lose it. Not forever, but enough to make me depressed.&lt;br&gt;I hate bootlickers. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2391661361862891140?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2391661361862891140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2391661361862891140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2391661361862891140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2391661361862891140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/12/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8248698453001085504</id><published>2010-12-29T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:15:41.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Words can have so much effect.&lt;br&gt;Your words, they help comfort my soul and calm me down. Your words also made me realised how stupid I was in the past. I thank you. So much.&lt;br&gt;Your words are like bombs dropping from the sky, shattering my hopes and joys into smithereens. I&amp;#39;m sorry to know that you&amp;#39;ve sacrificed me.&lt;br&gt;Your words, they bring me so much excitement that i&amp;#39;m nearly hopping around with joy. I hope you would forever talk to me and my excitement will never cease.&lt;br&gt;Words, one moment loving and tender, another moment disappointing and painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8248698453001085504?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8248698453001085504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8248698453001085504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8248698453001085504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8248698453001085504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/12/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7770328509289947372</id><published>2010-12-28T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T01:56:29.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swings again</title><content type='html'>I feel so jealous. So alone. So lonely. I feel anger and hatred. I dunno exactly how or why i&amp;#39;m feeling like this. Now I feel so sad and my heart now feels super empty. I think i&amp;#39;m gonna lose something really precious to me soon. I... I hate mood swings. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7770328509289947372?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7770328509289947372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7770328509289947372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7770328509289947372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7770328509289947372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/12/mood-swings-again.html' title='Mood swings again'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3880728637615345368</id><published>2010-12-28T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:06:57.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Change is always scary. That&amp;#39;s why I hate changes.&lt;br&gt;School is gonna start soon. I dont really have much hope or anticipation for 2011. I just wish that everything will be the same, and that nothing will change ever again.&lt;br&gt;I should stop daydreaming about things that wouldnt come true. Though it can bring me some sort of happiness but indulging in unrealistic things is unhealthy mentally.&lt;br&gt;A new year means new changes! New bag, new specs, new class, new teachers, new hair style... It&amp;#39;s gonna take a while to get used to it.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m gonna be prepared for change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3880728637615345368?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3880728637615345368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3880728637615345368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3880728637615345368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3880728637615345368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/12/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8312566178249902679</id><published>2010-10-21T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T01:19:32.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;" size="3"&gt;Dammit, my Facebook is locked. My social networking account is locked. :(&lt;br&gt;Never mind, i shall post here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went out with Jinjing and Rong yesterday and went lots of places. Havent been shopping quite some time already that my legs were almost broken. Also havent been taking photos for quite some time too that my month is aching and my smile looks retarded. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Results today~&lt;br&gt;I'm having negative feelings the whole day man: anger, sadness and horror.&lt;br&gt;Horror is from Mr Tay's horror movie. Easy enough.&lt;br&gt;Anger is from the English paper. The markers and marking scheme sucks my socks and Roserose doesnt even bother to help us get our rightful marks. She taking the dark side's side. So much so, she's been saying stupid things about cowardly and timidly, comparing them in terms of fear as well as in a rabbit =.=|| Trust me, English teachers dont even know how a rabbit feels, well, unless they're one. XP&lt;br&gt;Sadness is.... From Rong's side to be honest. She's quite depressed by her own marks (i can sense) and I'm rather (no... VERY) worried for her subject combi class next year. I was wondering if i can be WEI DA and go to double science. I'm considering it thoughtfully since i myself cant even decide what humanities to take (and that triple science is stressful too) :X&lt;br&gt;The only happiness comes from Jing's Maths. She finally reached her target for Maths. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(I care about my friends more than myself too much, dont I? Just kidding :] )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Subject combination classes suck. Waste my brain cells thinking about them everyday. If only i went IP i can forget about these stupid useless things. After all, they only make up one chapter of my entire life and I've more to worry about. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Facebook is working finally... Gotta rush! Till next time. ^.^&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8312566178249902679?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8312566178249902679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8312566178249902679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8312566178249902679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8312566178249902679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/10/dammit-my-facebook-is-locked.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5387651219029636627</id><published>2010-10-14T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:29:07.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-size: 16pt;" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;" size="3"&gt;Thought i had some extra time to blog. Finally. After soo long.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Exam's over, like always. Everyone's gone out, no one's online on FB, and i'm the only one staying at home -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reflections for this year:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) China was screwed. :(&lt;br&gt;2) class seating arrangement was screwed too. :(&lt;br&gt;3) Studies; NOT SCREWED.&lt;br&gt;4) Juniors; I'm happily loving them :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Conclusion: I just wanna forget the whole sec 2 year. And start afresh next year sec 3. Really. The only thing now that motivates me is that...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 16pt;" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font style="" color="#8064a2"&gt;THERE ARE ONLY &lt;u&gt;9 SCHOOL DAYS&lt;/u&gt; LEFT BEFORE END OF SEMESTER!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font style="" color="#8064a2"&gt;&lt;font style="" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;" size="3"&gt;Yes, and i can finally end this entire year of sufferings.XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Till then... XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P/S This is an EMO post... i dont have to spell it out do i? -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5387651219029636627?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5387651219029636627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5387651219029636627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5387651219029636627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5387651219029636627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/10/thought-i-had-some-extra-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8386230707778674825</id><published>2010-06-08T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:16:25.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAND NEW FULL MAKEOVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=3&gt;BOO..... I just came back from China yet havent posted :(&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=3&gt;Still very busy as usual :(((&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=3&gt;I'm undergoing a makeover this june holiday. Both internally (dont think sick) and externally.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;Operation Makeover, three impt parts:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;1) GOING TO CUT SHORT HAIR WITH FRINGE THIS WEEKEND :D Yay, my head is going to be sooo much lighter. And i have never had short hair for very long.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;2) 我要的脸搞好！！&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;3) I'm gonna be an ambitious, independant 女强人 from then on.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;I see if I'm going to fufill all.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;Just wait till you all see!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Your E-mail and More On-the-Go. Get Windows Live Hotmail Free. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Sign up now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8386230707778674825?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8386230707778674825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8386230707778674825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8386230707778674825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8386230707778674825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/06/brand-new-full-makeover.html' title='BRAND NEW FULL MAKEOVER'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4852155192751355971</id><published>2010-05-25T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:43:46.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;Sayonara peeps !!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7 face=Garamond&gt;China, here i come XD&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Your E-mail and More On-the-Go. Get Windows Live Hotmail Free. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Sign up now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4852155192751355971?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4852155192751355971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4852155192751355971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4852155192751355971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4852155192751355971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/05/away-d.html' title='AWAY :D'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7543393311729875416</id><published>2010-05-18T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:10:51.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;After exactly 1 month of mugging, I'm back!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Honestly I&amp;nbsp;would not&amp;nbsp;care if this blog is abandoned/dead/no one comes to tag. It's just a place for me to "pen" down my thoughts.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Two things to blog today:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;1) China/Xi'an trip&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;The briefing was okay. I guess I gotta start packing and find a souvenier soon. No "made-in-china" ones. Really,&amp;nbsp; I don't care if I'm going with a bunch of stupid guys/ out-casted by the class, this is my sec 2 trip and i'm going to make the best out of it. Period.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;2) MYE Results. Like what they always say: you reap what you sow.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Eng compere: 14/25 D:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Math: 77/80!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Chinese: 66/100 (overall) D:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Science: 83/100 :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Hist: 85/100 (a miracle come true(((:)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;I really gotta brush up on my language skills :(&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;Anyways I blogged today!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Tahoma&gt;P/S hope that's fine with you, Rong XD&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Powerful Free email with security by Microsoft. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7543393311729875416?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7543393311729875416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7543393311729875416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7543393311729875416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7543393311729875416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-exactly-1-month-of-mugging-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2342841930336753946</id><published>2010-03-31T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:01:36.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood swings</title><content type='html'>&lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Hehe, back blogging :D&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Yesterday, I was very glad and happy (that's the only way I can describe it).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;1)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I scored full marks for two math test in a row. &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Told 'cha I could do it&lt;/I&gt;. It showed me that hardworking really guarantees good grades. I was right with my determination. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;2)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I passed the audition for the &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;MOE&lt;/I&gt; &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;training and development course for Chinese Orchestra.&lt;/I&gt; It's a one year programme and there is going to be a performance next January!! After AHSCO cancelled our concert, I became despo for others. More co hours per week too I guess. TRAINING STARTS THURS NIGHT!! :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Today, I was pretty upset.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;1)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I predicted I would fail the Chinese proverbs spelling test. And I think I did &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt; I knew how to write, but I guess I forgot to learn the meaning. Going to study that later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;2)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I got 21/30 for that EL newspapers report test &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt; though that was before I had determination, but… I think I did pretty well. I was marked wrongly for several stuff I thought I could be correct. Sigh…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;3)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Held back after assembly for nothing in particular. It started as a scolding, then a small compliment and finally a stand-up comedy show for free by Dr Boon O.0&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA" lang=EN-US&gt;I realised I have serious &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;mood swings&lt;/I&gt; these days. Hmm… &lt;/SPAN&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Powerful Free email with security by Microsoft. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2342841930336753946?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2342841930336753946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2342841930336753946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2342841930336753946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2342841930336753946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-mood-swings.html' title='Bad mood swings'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4366244010315435223</id><published>2010-03-18T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T03:55:32.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWN ON MY LUCK</title><content type='html'>The whole family has been down on their luck this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my lucky wishes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON: mom bumped the car onto a wall. nearly had the whole bumper &lt;em&gt;off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUES: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; (telly) at grandparents' house broke down&lt;br /&gt;WED: glass frame was blown off shelf and &lt;em&gt;shattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS: the car couldn't start up. Battery flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the worse weeks ever :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Are you happy with my new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt;?? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4366244010315435223?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4366244010315435223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4366244010315435223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4366244010315435223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4366244010315435223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/down-on-my-luck.html' title='DOWN ON MY LUCK'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3922746295319264595</id><published>2010-03-15T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:15:33.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think, thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Back again after &lt;U&gt;12 days&lt;/U&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Since i got that term 1 report card I've been thinking really &lt;EM&gt;hard&lt;/EM&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Basically every suject was beyond or at my expectations. Except for &lt;STRONG&gt;one&lt;/STRONG&gt;. &lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;WAY BELOW&lt;/U&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;expectations.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;It's impossible for me to score C5 for HCL. Impossible.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Then i realised i've been neglecting chinese all along. Like how everyone in the world does. Ignore our mother tongue.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Therefore, how can I go into IP if my chinese suck like hell??!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;So, for IP, for a better future, for MY future, i went to popular on Mon and bought... 2 HCL books, 1 ultra thick maths book and 3 science guides (phew). 1/2 of them recommended by JJ. Because if she can do so well for&amp;nbsp;her maths, HCL&amp;nbsp;and science, i mean, why cant I?? *I'm not competing against you JJ* I just need to spend more time working hard, I havent been working hard during the last term. NOT ENOUGH.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;It's been a rare occasion that I have the determination to work hard. These feelings are hard to come by.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Conculsion is, if i want to preserve these thoughts about working hard, going to IP, a better future and stuff, &lt;EM&gt;I&amp;nbsp;will to work hard from NOW ON.&lt;/EM&gt; Trust me. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Wait till you see my results next term. Just you&amp;nbsp;wait.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt" size=4 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;U&gt;It is possible to give without loving, but it is impossible to love without giving (Anon.) &lt;/U&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;Think about it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Trusted email with Microsoft's powerful SPAM protection. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Sign up now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3922746295319264595?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3922746295319264595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3922746295319264595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3922746295319264595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3922746295319264595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-thought.html' title='Think, thought.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8325243365826772591</id><published>2010-03-04T18:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:54:24.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;Here's something interesting for you to see about me :))&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; A &lt;A href="http://people.howstuffworks.com/pisces.htm"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#005288&gt;Pisces&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt; born on March 7 is among the most creative of the year. They are true visionaries. Although they may appear malleable, they have an ability to subjugate their ego to comprehend reality. They are empathetic. Their sensitivity can transcend relationships of all types and definition. &lt;BR&gt;  &lt;TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=3 width=200 align=right bgColor=#eef4f6 border=1&gt; &lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face=arial,helvetica&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000099 size=+1&gt;Pisces Information&lt;BR&gt;for March 7&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT size=-1&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;You should embrace:&lt;/STRONG&gt; Integrity, inner beauty, spiritual fulfillment&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;You should avoid:&lt;/STRONG&gt; Rage, confusion, feelings of inferiority&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;Friends and Lovers &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Friends are indispensable to March 7 people. They collect friends the way other people collect &lt;A href="http://people.howstuffworks.com/art.htm"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#005288&gt;art&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;. In romance, they are not fickle. They often seek impossible &lt;A href="http://people.howstuffworks.com/love.htm"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#005288&gt;love&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt; situations, realizing that they can learn more through suffering. They are likely to fall in love with love. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Children and Family&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Those born on this date have strong ties to their background. Even if they transcend their beginnings, they are still bound to their childhood years. They make good parents. They have the sensitivity to understand their children's need to rebel. Their nurturing skills are based upon instinct. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Health &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;They may enjoy swimming or golf, but these people have difficulty remaining on a daily workout. They rely too heavily on medication. This can affect them negatively, since they have a sensitivity to drugs of any kind. The same goes for alcohol and nicotine. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Career and Finances &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Because March 7 people love antiques and beautiful things, they seek careers in well-paying fields. They may have little sense of responsibility about money. This doesn't necessarily reflect bad judgment; they find it difficult to make objective financial decisions. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Dreams and Goals &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;People born on this date need to experience life through the prism of their creativity. The insights they gain may not always be immediately recognizable, even to them, yet in time they come to know their value. They do not need to receive worldly rewards to feel their efforts have been successful.&lt;BR&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Your personal ruling planet is Neptune.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are ruled by the mythical God, Neptune, which describes your nature most adequately. Just like the vast ocean you are restless, moody and fond of change and travel. You love the water and places connected with the sea.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your life lesson is to learn the art of defending yourself and not always to retreat into your self made shell. Your energies at times are very inconstant. Could it be that you give far more attention to the needs of others than to some of the most immediate needs within your own heart and mind?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You have strong psychic abilities that relate to the water element within you and you can use this talent, not only for your own advantage, but helping others as well. All of the healing and helping professions are well suited to your nature. Your main lessons are to learn to take better care of your material life so as to enjoy your future fully.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your lucky colours are the darker green shades.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your lucky gems are turquoise, cats eye, chrysoberyl.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your lucky days of the week Saturdays and Mondays.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your lucky numbers and years of important change are 7 , 16, 25, 34, 43, 52, 61, 70, 79.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Famous people born on your birthday include Maurice Ravel, Rachel Weisz, Larry Bagby and Laura Prepon.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You can check to see if I'm a person like that. I find the friends and love part quite true :D&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Free, trusted and rich email service. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8325243365826772591?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8325243365826772591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8325243365826772591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8325243365826772591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8325243365826772591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-interesting.html' title='Something interesting'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7868301681165927414</id><published>2010-03-04T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:49:18.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bad week for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;This is a very &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;bad week&lt;/I&gt; for me. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;For a start, there are always numerous tests lined up everyday, every week, as if we enjoy it. And we are so not getting back our tests papers, which is the best part about doing tests, getting it back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;Second, Mum has banned us from using the computer. Aw man, me wanna play restaurant city &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt; ! Now I have to type this blog post using the school computer during home economics period. Shucks D:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Third, I have a very &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;bad &lt;/I&gt;and &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;serious&lt;/I&gt; sore throat. And believe me, I drank lots of herbs and tonics but none of them are helping. In fact it just gets worse. It started on Wed, now it's Fri and I'm croaking like a sick measly &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;frog&lt;/I&gt;. Its hurts when I talk, so I'm not talking much already, instead I'm listening to my Julia Quinn romance book talk to me :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt" size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;That's all, I guess. This Sun I'm going out for dinner for some occasion, if you know it &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;With much love and croaks, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Wenqi &amp;lt;3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Powerful Free email with security by Microsoft. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7868301681165927414?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7868301681165927414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7868301681165927414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7868301681165927414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7868301681165927414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-bad-week-for-me.html' title='Bad bad week for me'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7229518337679403983</id><published>2010-03-02T02:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T02:19:01.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I have nothing to say or blog about. My life's now in a total mess which i cannot fix. Argh. :(( 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Hotmail: Free, trusted and rich email service. &lt;a href='https://signup.live.com/signup.aspx?id=60969' target='_new'&gt;Get it now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7229518337679403983?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7229518337679403983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7229518337679403983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7229518337679403983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7229518337679403983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2239283995274048699</id><published>2010-02-24T05:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T05:48:07.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all coming back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;I swear it's coming back. The homework and stress, I mean &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt; Just take today. I brought home a huge pile of stuff to do, and I doubt I can finish them all. There's also like so much tests coming up, I dunno what to study first. Argh, I need help, and I mean it.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;Currently looking forward to the alumni CNY dinner concert this sat. Once again, I love performances. They are fun. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;Haha, some people think I'm weird &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt; Like Amanda. She listed some weird things about me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;OL style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type=1&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I like cca. :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;I like algebra and solving algebraic equations. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I like performances and rehearsals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Most teachers say I'm a quiet girl, just because I have the quiet face look. Well you cant judge a book by the cover can you? And the truth is, they just don't know me well enough. Coz I'm the opposite of quiet. :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Okay the 4&lt;SUP&gt;th&lt;/SUP&gt; weird thing was added today. Coz I was fed up a teacher for three plain simple reasons:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;OL style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type=1&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;She was a lazy bum who didn't like to climb up to the fifth floor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;She is a slacker when comes to teaching.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;She called me a quiet girl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;There, I've said it: D&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; 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This post is in a tired mood, and so i'm I.</title><content type='html'>Yes, tired. Today&amp;#39;s rehearsal is totally tiring. It&amp;#39;s really nothing, and i mean NOTHING, like what i expected or experienced. This is what REAL TIREDNESS is like. D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;When i carried my instruments into co room for one last time, i just merely slammed it on the ground and sat down to pant. And the sun wasn&amp;#39;t even shining today! After that i went to the back of the co room and started to doze off. Oh my gawd, it was just so relaxing to have the air-con blown in your face, you would have wished you would stay like this forever there :D. And man, the tizi was playing parts of the chinese new year that it seemed so nice to me, it was hypnotising me to fall sleep. *Snore and yawn* i dont even bother to put my instru back properly or check if i forgot something, i was really so tired i feel like sleeping. :o&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;And believe me, everyone is very tired today. The pipas and huqins and ruans are still practising. Aw... :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I feel that i&amp;#39;ve been very selfish and a bit proud of myself today in a bad way. Makes me wanna apologise to a lot of people today. I always feel like this when i&amp;#39;m back from school. Dont wanna be a bad person, but your bad acts and thinking just popped out of your mind that you cant disobey them, but just to follow. And then when you are reflecting on what you did today, you regret it so much you wanna punish yourself. Happens to me all the time. :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Lit.E test today D:. Started writing and did not even stop until Mrs G said put your pens down. That&amp;#39;s like continuous writing for 40 mins. And i used my hands to carry the instruments to and fro go the afternoon again. Aw man, i pity my hand so much. D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Self-prac tmr. Yay! It&amp;#39;s really fun and better than carrying instruments lo. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Post again soon. Toodles~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3043444808662656562?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3043444808662656562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3043444808662656562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3043444808662656562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3043444808662656562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired-this-post-is-in-tired-mood-and-so.html' title='Tired. This post is in a tired mood, and so i&apos;m I.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1002630621713548397</id><published>2010-02-02T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:21:07.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best romance book ever :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S2kx83gLxaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YA5Bl4nFClc/s1600-h/DSC00384-767370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S2kx83gLxaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YA5Bl4nFClc/s320/DSC00384-767370.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433929347160065442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Above you can see one of the best romance books on earth, in history, right at your eyes. It&amp;#39;s definately a must-read book for people who like romance books (like me!). You know i had a thing for romance and mystery books. Hahas :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Didnt post often lately, do i? But there&amp;#39;s nothing preferably to talk about. CCA Orientation is fine, cca itself is fine, even school is fine. There is definately a vast DECREASE in the amount of homework daily (yay us!) so life is going at a slower pace now. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;No matter how i persuade Dad, he stills INSISTS on taking one extra day of leave from the school, i mean, what the heck is this??!! I absolutely, positively HATE going back to school to pay back for the number of hours i&amp;#39;ve missed. Urgh :(. Now my ONLY, LAST hope is that Dr Boon will REJECT my parent letter and that&amp;#39;s it. That will be so good. Dr Boon, just go ahead and reject it. I&amp;#39;m fine and totally okay with it. Yeah, like she&amp;#39;ll obey me D: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Tmr will be the CNY rehearsal. Oh, i just love rehearsals :D. Esp when i was in primary school. Rehearsals are fun and just knowing that your hard work will be paid off really means alot to us :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Bye peeps :D you&amp;#39;ll have to wait longer for my next post :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;P.s. They are still crazy about YYK :)&lt;br&gt;P.p.s. But i&amp;#39;m not. Take note of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1002630621713548397?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1002630621713548397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1002630621713548397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1002630621713548397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1002630621713548397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-romance-book-ever.html' title='The best romance book ever :)'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S2kx83gLxaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YA5Bl4nFClc/s72-c/DSC00384-767370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5704700521483977817</id><published>2010-01-25T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:44:15.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: YYK Fan Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EDyQv0rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JWPLRlc29C0/s1600-h/DSC00361_2-755635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EDyQv0rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JWPLRlc29C0/s320/DSC00361_2-755635.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430641926245175986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EEE3YgRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9pV5qbBIELc/s1600-h/DSC00362_2-756350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EEE3YgRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9pV5qbBIELc/s320/DSC00362_2-756350.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430641931239063826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EESpP00I/AAAAAAAAAMc/op5jjdlj2Ik/s1600-h/DSC00364_2-757122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EESpP00I/AAAAAAAAAMc/op5jjdlj2Ik/s320/DSC00364_2-757122.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430641934937871170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yea, this shows how much i support co! ;) Hahas, drew it when i was bored during science tuition class. What a bad student i am. Tsk tsk. :d&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I dont think i left out any instruments. LeeQing will kill me if she sees her ugly guzheng. Lol :). &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Today co was as usual. Brushed on the semi-quaver part of the chinese new year song. So far so good :). As for the perc song, i must have wasted loads of brain cells to memosise it. Phew. Finally got everything right :d &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So on our way to the school gate we saw yyk going to drive home. So we waited for his car together with yingna and when his car finally came, yingna waved at him and he waved back! The whole bunch of girls (not me, i merely grinned) were screaming hysterically :). Hahas, especially yingna, ivy and rong. :d&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Then on the way home Rong and i discussed about making yyk fan club a cca at ahs. That was fun. :d Afterwards she sent me this funny sms: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Dear all AHS students. Another opportunity to discover yourselves! You can join this CCA as your second CCA!!&lt;br&gt;Welcome to &lt;br&gt;YYK fan club! Join us and know all about YYK! For more information, please contact either Ms He jinjing, Ms Ang Na Na or Mdm Deng RongRong. You may drop by our classes to pick up a brochure too. Well thats all and thank you for your time!!:-D&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I was practically rolling on the floor laughing out loud. Lol :d&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Laughing is my hobby. You cant get enough of it. And i guess i&amp;#39;m spending loads of time laughing at school everyday rather than studying. Okay, maybe reading too. :d&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Toodles~ :d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5704700521483977817?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5704700521483977817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5704700521483977817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5704700521483977817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5704700521483977817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/01/fw-yyk-fan-club.html' title='Fw: YYK Fan Club'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/S12EDyQv0rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JWPLRlc29C0/s72-c/DSC00361_2-755635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3038491449812725344</id><published>2010-01-18T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:49:26.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSED OUT D:</title><content type='html'>Finally i have a post. Anyways, been quite stressed out these few days. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The projects we have currently require loads of research, so i&amp;#39;m on the computer almost everyday, even after when i&amp;#39;m back after cca. D: Sigh. My eyebags are getting bigger and bigger. D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Plus, my current phone which i&amp;#39;m going to change at the end of this year, suddenly gave up on me! Yikes. Now i&amp;#39;ve to use my mum&amp;#39;s phone which has no WiFi function anymore. Double Yikes. Y&amp;#39;know, surfing the web is really important to me, coz otherwise i wont be able to post on my clog anymore! I&amp;#39;ll find a way somehow, promise to myself. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Anyways i could have all the time in the world to spell out my troubles, but that wouldn&amp;#39;t be enough either. My troubles are just simply endless and &amp;#39;unlimited&amp;#39;.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Co rocks today. Doesnt mean that co suck no other days though. Co is just more... fun and enjoyable. Yup, that&amp;#39;s it. Juniors were okay, but they do have a weird interest for yangqin. :d One of then even looked like Vivian. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Loads of homework today. So, gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3038491449812725344?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3038491449812725344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3038491449812725344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3038491449812725344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3038491449812725344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/01/stressed-out-d.html' title='STRESSED OUT D:'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2515821749799664881</id><published>2010-01-13T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T02:06:49.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahas</title><content type='html'>Okay this is completely silly of me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I was reading waimeng&amp;#39;s facebook notes and singchien&amp;#39;s new blog just now, and was laughing so hard. I dunno why coz everything was so funny. Then I began giggling to myself and even when I reread it I was still laughing. Zomg all are damn funny you all should go read. Hahas :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;But then suddenly when I remembered I had tution tonight, I stopped laughing immediately. Tution ain&amp;#39;t something to laugh about ya know. &lt;br&gt;Just a random post. :D CCA on friday. Shucks. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2515821749799664881?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2515821749799664881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2515821749799664881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2515821749799664881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2515821749799664881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahas.html' title='Hahas'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8893845818165232698</id><published>2010-01-09T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:11:39.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCA Showcase :D</title><content type='html'>Hiya, back with a post. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So friday was cca showcase day. Felt extra nervous, maybe it&amp;#39;s because I wanna pull in all the ynps co sec ones in especially those I know in particular. :D and the last time since i&amp;#39;ve performed was during the SYF. Hmm, wonder if I&amp;#39;ve done well.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sigh. Anyway after yesterday I had a terrible headache today. Due to exhaustion?? It really has been a tired week. And guess what? It&amp;#39;s only the first week. I dont think I can hold on any longer if i&amp;#39;m gonna spend each week like this. D: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;*Yawns* it&amp;#39;s time to rest now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8893845818165232698?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8893845818165232698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8893845818165232698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8893845818165232698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8893845818165232698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/01/cca-showcase-d.html' title='CCA Showcase :D'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5711138843567004766</id><published>2010-01-04T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:13:42.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school. Sucks.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m so tired today. And it&amp;#39;s only the first day of school.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Just thinking about climbing 5 floors for the next whole year, I might die.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Then there&amp;#39;s common test tmr, and I haven&amp;#39;t finished 西游记. D: I must chiong tonight and the latest i&amp;#39;ll sleep will be 11pm.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;CO prac tires me out SEVERELY. Still, i&amp;#39;m looking forward to the CCA showcase day! :D it&amp;#39;s the only thing that keeps me going man. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Good luck for tmr&amp;#39;s CL paper! All the best! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Good night peeps. *Yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5711138843567004766?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5711138843567004766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5711138843567004766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5711138843567004766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5711138843567004766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-sucks.html' title='First day of school. Sucks.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4233483858183344190</id><published>2009-12-30T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:58:00.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Happy late Christmas! I&amp;#39;m back in the city!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So basically it was fun at malaysia. Forget fun, it&amp;#39;s awesome. :D So the cousins I usually hang out with and my siblings and me, we count-downed to these following days: christmas, my grandpa&amp;#39;s birthday, and my dad&amp;#39;s birthday. :D the best part was my grandpa&amp;#39;s birthday. That midnight after the countdown, we sang the birthday song to him. But his ears were a bit deaf due to his old age (he&amp;#39;s 78) so after we sang the song, he woke up (he was sleeping before then), stared at us as if we were mad, then went back to sleep. Of course, we cracked up.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Speaking of my grandpa, he just bought a massage bed (using his own savings) for 18000RM DOLLARS. :o I didnt even know he was THAT rich! Even if the amount was changed to sing dollars, it would still be worth a lot of money. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So back there, we played loads of games. I&amp;#39;ve forgotten since when I had such vigorous and extreme exercise before.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Of course, you&amp;#39;ll be an idiot if you dont shop at malaysia. Seriously. You can buy loads of branded clothes there at just HALF PRICE. It&amp;#39;s like 50% discount off there. So we shopped like hell. You can imagine the tons of clothes. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s about all. Cant wait to go back for new year. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4233483858183344190?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4233483858183344190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4233483858183344190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4233483858183344190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4233483858183344190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/12/back.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6723890801930520993</id><published>2009-12-17T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:50:24.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog :D</title><content type='html'>Aloha! :D I know I haven&amp;#39;t been posting. Nothing to post about! But I can promise you when school reopens, i&amp;#39;ll post daily. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I just bought school books at popular since mum&amp;#39;s got 5％ discount. I hate to say, the textbooks are rather thick. But as compared to my sister&amp;#39;s books this year, I have to say i&amp;#39;m luckier. You cannot imagine the stack of books on her table.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Next thurs i&amp;#39;ll be going back to malaysia to celebrate my grandfather&amp;#39;s birthday. I know i&amp;#39;m gonna enjoy it. I always like going back. I&amp;#39;ve more cousins there, and believe me, we do loads of fun and childish stuff there. I&amp;#39;ll be back next tues though. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Good news is, I completed my holiday homework! YAY! Okay, apart from the english moodle homework, i&amp;#39;m all done. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;2009 is gonna be over soon. One year down, many years more to go. I guess my next post will be wishing you all a happy 2010. :D Sayonara peeps. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6723890801930520993?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6723890801930520993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6723890801930520993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6723890801930520993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6723890801930520993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-blog-d.html' title='Long time no blog :D'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8808399076317467345</id><published>2009-12-02T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:24:10.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead blog alert</title><content type='html'>My blog is so dead... No one tags here. And I dunno what to post. :&amp;#39;(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Going for tution in approx. 70 minutes. First time I requested for tution, I must be mad. For the past 3 years i&amp;#39;ve not been having tution. It feels good to have it again. :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;In case you&amp;#39;re wondering what subject it is, it&amp;#39;s english. And i&amp;#39;m gonna enjoy it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8808399076317467345?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8808399076317467345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8808399076317467345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8808399076317467345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8808399076317467345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/12/dead-blog-alert.html' title='Dead blog alert'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-221073021086559216</id><published>2009-11-19T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T04:58:36.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW CLASS GUYS!!</title><content type='html'>*SHRIEKS* Currently having all sorts of mixed emotions. I dunno to be happy or sad. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;My new class next year is 2C. Remember guys, 2C, okay? :D Sure Amanda&amp;#39;s in the same class in me but i&amp;#39;ve lost quite a few friends along the way. That&amp;#39;s life how it is, right? No one can help it. :( &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Hope my class is on the first floor. I&amp;#39;m keeping my fingers crossed. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-221073021086559216?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/221073021086559216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=221073021086559216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/221073021086559216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/221073021086559216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-class-guys.html' title='MY NEW CLASS GUYS!!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4605243305938757456</id><published>2009-11-19T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:34:22.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tv frantic</title><content type='html'>Last time, when I was in primary school, I used to have Thursdays. Coz on Thursdays, I needa go for takonedo. I hated that sport, no, I hated every sport that requires physical movement. Sports aren&amp;#39;t for me, i&amp;#39;m rather an indoor person. :D i&amp;#39;m glad I chose my CCA well. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Today, I was kinda excited. This morning my dad went for an important presentation which he spent late nights at ntu, sleepless nights and early mornings to do his presentation on the new-found theories he had. If the examiners approved what he presented, he can continue with the practical work, else he has to redo everything. :( Luckily, his examiners gave the &amp;#39;okay&amp;#39; sign. He heaved a big sigh of relief that it was over. He&amp;#39;s gonna watch tv tonight. Good old papa. :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Speaking of tv, tonight, 7pm, is the first episode of 妻子的诱惑. Cant wait! :D Btw, yesterday&amp;#39;s 媳妇的全胜世代 ended off well. Love that too. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Plus, tonight 10pm, there&amp;#39;s gonna be &amp;#39;the project runway&amp;#39; show! The designers design stuff that are real cool, and you really could see one&amp;#39;s creativity through the show! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;My life seems to only revolve around tv, computer and books. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4605243305938757456?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4605243305938757456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4605243305938757456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4605243305938757456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4605243305938757456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/11/tv-frantic.html' title='Tv frantic'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2963978977236684427</id><published>2009-11-18T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:53:37.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 - the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SwSzMeXgILI/AAAAAAAAAME/U_8upfow_DQ/s1600/emmerich_2012movieposter-717141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SwSzMeXgILI/AAAAAAAAAME/U_8upfow_DQ/s320/emmerich_2012movieposter-717141.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405642479642878130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wow, look at the previous date. It&amp;#39;s been ages since I updated my blog :D.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Yesterday, I went out with WenJing, JiaYi and LinYee. We sorta played two games of bowling (which I always got 2nd) and watched the movie &amp;#39;2012&amp;#39;. It&amp;#39;s one of the greatest movies i&amp;#39;ve seen. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s about the end of the world, which I believe will happen, and this end of the world movie, it all seemed realistic. The animation was awesome and the technology used was very advanced. :D Towards the end, the story got more exciting and touching I must say. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s all I have to say for 2012. It&amp;#39;s a must-see movie :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2963978977236684427?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2963978977236684427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2963978977236684427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2963978977236684427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2963978977236684427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-movie.html' title='2012 - the movie'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SwSzMeXgILI/AAAAAAAAAME/U_8upfow_DQ/s72-c/emmerich_2012movieposter-717141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8084802934257654528</id><published>2009-11-08T20:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:06:34.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Yes Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't i just update??? Seriously, i dont feel like talking about it. I'll open up when time comes, i promise. :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today I did loads of stuff; english, science, maths and level-upped several of my games on facebook :D While i did these, I was listening to songs when i stopped on Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We The Kings&lt;br /&gt;Check Yes Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;Rain is falling down on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;I won't go until you come outside&lt;br /&gt;Check yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Kill the limbo&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep tossing rocks at your window&lt;br /&gt;There's no turning back for us tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lace up your shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Hey oh, hey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Forever we'll be&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wishing, wanting&lt;br /&gt;Your's for the taking&lt;br /&gt;Just sneak out,&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell a soul goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Check yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Here's the countdown&lt;br /&gt;3, 2, 1, now fall in my arms now&lt;br /&gt;They can change the locks,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lace up your shoes&lt;br /&gt;(hey oh, hey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Forever will be,&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're flying through the night&lt;br /&gt;We're flying through the night&lt;br /&gt;Way up high,&lt;br /&gt;The view from here is getting better&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run baby run&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Forever we'll be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart,&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run baby, run&lt;br /&gt;Forever we'll be&lt;br /&gt;You and me,&lt;br /&gt;You and me,&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I dont feel like updating, coz i dont think anyone would bother coming to this blog. Well, I'm surprised. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8084802934257654528?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8084802934257654528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8084802934257654528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8084802934257654528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8084802934257654528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-yes-juliet.html' title='Check Yes Juliet'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8164152894077935743</id><published>2009-11-05T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T01:29:10.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy day</title><content type='html'>The bad weather today somehow describes my mood these days; dull, gloomy, and a tinge of anger I guess. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I told my mum the truth today, nothing but the truth. Maybe because the truth was eating me up inside me. Yeah, maybe that&amp;#39;s why I couldnt sleep well last night. So I decided to come clean and well, spill the beans. She didnt pity me, oh she so did not, but instead repeated the same phrase: 谁叫你交到这种朋友. Sigh, all my life i&amp;#39;ve been hearing this phrase. Maybe I seriously need a lesson on making friends. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Tomorrow&amp;#39;s the big day; the day that could possibly decide whether we would lose demerit points. The day that could decide whether our friendship would last. Am I looking forward to it? I wont say i&amp;#39;m not, nor will I say I am. I dunno. At this point of time, my feelings are totally mixed. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I know, most people dont like coming up to an emo blog; it wastes their time. The least they could do is cheer you up, but that&amp;#39;s the least. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So well as might leave something that would make yall feel worthy of coming here then.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.&lt;br&gt;- James Joyce &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;This is a quote by one of the books i&amp;#39;ve read, and practically how I spent my days this week.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sayonara peeps. Hope everything&amp;#39;s gonna be better. Tomorrow&amp;#39;s Frightday after all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8164152894077935743?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8164152894077935743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8164152894077935743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8164152894077935743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8164152894077935743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy day'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-503113909985772589</id><published>2009-10-30T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:32:09.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIRPORT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurAqmE3r2I/AAAAAAAAALs/cxXF_EMLMdA/s1600-h/DSC03238_2-729960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurAqmE3r2I/AAAAAAAAALs/cxXF_EMLMdA/s320/DSC03238_2-729960.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398338941364973410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurAq_j-32I/AAAAAAAAAL0/4E_1L4LNHlQ/s1600-h/DSC03225_2-731479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurAq_j-32I/AAAAAAAAAL0/4E_1L4LNHlQ/s320/DSC03225_2-731479.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398338948206354274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurArAErcMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JYPcFMIzS-U/s1600-h/DSC03211_2-732514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurArAErcMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JYPcFMIzS-U/s320/DSC03211_2-732514.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398338948343492802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So today&amp;#39;s the last day of school... Boohoo! :( Dunno when we&amp;#39;ll see the others again. D: but one thing&amp;#39;s worth waiting for: your new sec 2 class next year. That&amp;#39;s the thing that keeps me going on. ^.^ &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sigh, I left my report book at the co room. Oh damn it. D: Will post my results another day I guess. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Today, we went to the airport after school coz co is like 3 hours away? We just wanted the while away our time. Yea, the four of us, Annabella, Ivy, me and Rong. :) so those are just some photos we took there :D For more, feel free to visit my facebook account and do comment!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I guess that&amp;#39;s all for today. Before I go...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-503113909985772589?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/503113909985772589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=503113909985772589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/503113909985772589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/503113909985772589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/airport.html' title='AIRPORT!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SurAqmE3r2I/AAAAAAAAALs/cxXF_EMLMdA/s72-c/DSC03238_2-729960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2522350202148278362</id><published>2009-10-27T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T06:23:04.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OBRlx9I/AAAAAAAAALU/K-ldVlDsr0U/s1600-h/DSC00038_2-784128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OBRlx9I/AAAAAAAAALU/K-ldVlDsr0U/s320/DSC00038_2-784128.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397269725147678674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OX0jiZI/AAAAAAAAALc/FHbbm3uK0fw/s1600-h/DSC00040_2_2-785103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OX0jiZI/AAAAAAAAALc/FHbbm3uK0fw/s320/DSC00040_2_2-785103.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397269731199912338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OSt6rXI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZ2HWpJiCvw/s1600-h/DSC00041_2_2-785940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OSt6rXI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZ2HWpJiCvw/s320/DSC00041_2_2-785940.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397269729829891442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just some 自恋 photos of us before the movie. And btw, the one who wanted to take photos first is Jinjing, okay? Dont get me wrongly. :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The movie was absolutely great, though not better than STORMBREAKER or Harry Potter. :D It was really sad, so in the middle I just could not control myself and cried. :( Then my nose was so blocked, I had a bit of 呼吸困难. And you know what? It really is a sad story but Amanda and Jinjing were laughing (they told me). :o This is so cruel, somemore they say the movie WASNT NICE. :o and also before the movie, we were betting if Amanda would cry, else we&amp;#39;ld do the Banana Dance. XDXD. We lost in the end, since Amanda was too busy laughing. -.-&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Later I took the mrt to bedok. Planned to take bus 17 home but I saw bus &amp;#39;17&amp;#39; coming so I ran. But the bus ended up to be bus 87. Are my eyes still teary that I saw 1 as 8?! Looking back I still thought it was funny myself. Ha. Ha. :D in the end, I dunno where I was so I asked my mum to fetch me home. -.- &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Overall, though it&amp;#39;s only the three of us, but it was great spending time together, considering what happened to me too. :D LOL.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Bye bye. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2522350202148278362?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2522350202148278362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2522350202148278362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2522350202148278362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2522350202148278362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/Sub0OBRlx9I/AAAAAAAAALU/K-ldVlDsr0U/s72-c/DSC00038_2-784128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6033235706949941567</id><published>2009-10-26T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:06:47.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin... again :D</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, changed another blogskin. :) I know the previous one &amp;quot;had a short life&amp;quot;, but that wasnt my type, and ain&amp;#39;t my best. :( So I went skin-hunting and found this, which, unlike my previous 2 skins, is not VINTAGE for once. ^^&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So enjoy, coz I ain&amp;#39;t gonna change to another skin soon. :) Plus, this morning I was busying linking up ppl and sorting them accordingly to alphabetical order that made me feel GIDDY. D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Btw, my PSLE bro just brought back the thick booklet with all the schools&amp;#39; cut-off points. Found out that ahs&amp;#39;s cut-off point this year was 2 points higher than last year&amp;#39;s (242). Whoa O.o&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Just finished watching STORMBREAKER on &lt;a href="http://tudou.com"&gt;tudou.com&lt;/a&gt;. :) It&amp;#39;s totally a MUST-SEE MOVIE, and Alex Rider (acted by Alex Pettyfur) is so CUTE in the movie!! ^o^ OMG, cant wait for the new movie POINT BLANC and Anthony Horowitz&amp;#39;s new book, CROCODILE TEARS to come out!! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s all guys. Tmr will be going to watch &amp;quot;My Sister&amp;#39;s Keeper&amp;quot; with the usual ppl. Better bring more tissue... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6033235706949941567?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6033235706949941567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6033235706949941567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6033235706949941567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6033235706949941567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blogskin-again-d.html' title='New blogskin... again :D'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1835423508972252018</id><published>2009-10-22T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:39:11.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New website!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SuBgf0kZRTI/AAAAAAAAALM/DcidNFYbi2s/s1600-h/20091015135_2-751284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SuBgf0kZRTI/AAAAAAAAALM/DcidNFYbi2s/s320/20091015135_2-751284.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395418453393360178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh ya, everybody pls go to IVY HE JINJING&amp;#39;S BLOG and give your support to her!! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Her blog is at &lt;a href="http://jing-secretpath.blogspot.com"&gt;jing-secretpath.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; pls support her! :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Okay i&amp;#39;ve helped her advertise her blog. Byebye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1835423508972252018?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1835423508972252018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1835423508972252018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1835423508972252018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1835423508972252018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-website.html' title='New website!!'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SuBgf0kZRTI/AAAAAAAAALM/DcidNFYbi2s/s72-c/20091015135_2-751284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2687180094474157107</id><published>2009-10-22T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:54:13.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SA2 results :)</title><content type='html'>SA2 results are out! Basically, they&amp;#39;re quite satisfactory, but somehow de-proved already. :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Eng: &lt;br&gt;- compre (12/25 failed!)&lt;br&gt;- summary (18)&lt;br&gt;Total, 30/50. I get a B4 for eng. Sad... D: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Maths:&lt;br&gt;- part a (46/50 jinjing actually get full marks so why cant I ?!) &lt;br&gt;- part b .(13/30 failed!) &lt;br&gt;Total, 59/80, A2. Luckily my part a pulled up my total.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;CL:&lt;br&gt;Paper 2 (69.5/90) &lt;br&gt;Total, (plus oral, compo) 74.75, A1. I&amp;#39;m just 0.25 marks to an A1, LOL. :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Science: 77.5/100 (A1)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Hist: A1&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;*i like to be frank with my readers and not hide anything with them. Even if I get bad marks, i&amp;#39;m also not ashamed to share them out, UNLIKE X---- N- , WHO ALWAYS 躲躲藏藏 ONE.* This is to x---- n-.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Today in school joel, jinjing, amanda and I played 绿茶. What the hell, I actually lost 11 绿茶s to jinjing! :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Okay, end of post. :D byes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2687180094474157107?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2687180094474157107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2687180094474157107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2687180094474157107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2687180094474157107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/sa2-results.html' title='SA2 results :)'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2607174665412054065</id><published>2009-10-19T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:19:45.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy with a chance of meatballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvMdYsMKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rnpeOpE2jMs/s1600-h/IMG_0001_2-785729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvMdYsMKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rnpeOpE2jMs/s320/IMG_0001_2-785729.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394238344776134818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvNhLmv7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/jkESngJk5u8/s1600-h/cloudy-with-a-chance-of-meatballs-0_2-790460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvNhLmv7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/jkESngJk5u8/s320/cloudy-with-a-chance-of-meatballs-0_2-790460.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394238362974863282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvOoTIpcI/AAAAAAAAALE/N4XgToR1Uh0/s1600-h/my-sisters-keeper-794786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvOoTIpcI/AAAAAAAAALE/N4XgToR1Uh0/s320/my-sisters-keeper-794786.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394238382065362370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Went to watch cloudy with a chance of meatballs yesterday. THE SHOW WAS AWESOME! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Love the two main characters in the show and Flint&amp;#39;s monkey with the translator. So cool. But sadly didnt watch the 3D version. Else will be better. :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Anyways, the next movie I wanna watch would be &amp;quot;My Sister&amp;#39;s Keeper&amp;quot;. Jinjing told me about it first then my mum said a reporter who went to watch it cried throughout the entire movie. When she went home and thought about it or when she was posting on her blog, she cried even more. For 2 days the reporter had a bad mood. So I asked my mum, &amp;quot;Really meh? So you want to watch with me?&amp;quot; But she refused anyway, coz she doesnt wanna embarrass herself by crying in the public. &amp;quot;Tell your daddy to buy the DVD for me. I&amp;#39;ll watch and cry at home. Watch with your friends during the hols if you want.&amp;quot; -.-&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sigh, today&amp;#39;s Deepavali so there&amp;#39;s nothing to do at home. Played Wii in the morning, now playing com. Boring. :s&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Tmr mini olympics. Boring still. Jinjing told me to bring Uno cards to play in school. At least we&amp;#39;ll have Uno to waste our time on.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Signing off XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2607174665412054065?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2607174665412054065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2607174665412054065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2607174665412054065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2607174665412054065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/cloudy-with-chance-of-meatballs.html' title='Cloudy with a chance of meatballs'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StwvMdYsMKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rnpeOpE2jMs/s72-c/IMG_0001_2-785729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4181075275586244467</id><published>2009-10-16T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T02:21:50.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin :)</title><content type='html'>I finally changed my blogskin !!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sigh, but there&amp;#39;s nothing nice on &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com"&gt;blogskins.com&lt;/a&gt; so I have to dig out the previous skins I saved :( everything is either not my type or the skin has some errors D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So enjoy this skin! Just one question...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Is the words &amp;quot;Throw you heart over the fence...&amp;quot; slanted or out of alignment? Coz I cant tell. D: and give some feedbacks about this skin so I can improve :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Today&amp;#39;s mini olympics day. And a bad day as well, coz I was being bullied by jinjing and rong rong. That made me super irritated so I kept hitting their backs, tickling, kicking their legs. I was desperate, for once. D:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I have so much stuff to do after the exams I cant even count them all. D: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;And i&amp;#39;m tired now. :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Fine, i&amp;#39;m just being random. Byebye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4181075275586244467?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4181075275586244467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4181075275586244467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4181075275586244467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4181075275586244467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin :)'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3344308103569811464</id><published>2009-10-15T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T04:38:14.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE EXAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJpqdJAQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h6pUMkLTQ1s/s1600-h/DSC02953_2-794700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJpqdJAQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h6pUMkLTQ1s/s320/DSC02953_2-794700.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789690175258882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a 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border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789732799403330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJsTB-rsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7iqnrbS4aT0/s1600-h/DSC02965_2-705461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJsTB-rsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7iqnrbS4aT0/s320/DSC02965_2-705461.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789735426928322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJs3RhblI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-F_AeMTyh2c/s1600-h/DSC02963_2-707331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJs3RhblI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-F_AeMTyh2c/s320/DSC02963_2-707331.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789745155796562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJtS_rCUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/So3wZsU24G4/s1600-h/20091015136_2-708996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJtS_rCUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/So3wZsU24G4/s320/20091015136_2-708996.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789752597121346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJtpC0uKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yRU9Dv4FV2g/s1600-h/DSC02950_2-710162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJtpC0uKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yRU9Dv4FV2g/s320/DSC02950_2-710162.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392789758515919010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some of the photos (11) today when we went to Pasir Ris Park. :) SOME, not all, else my blog would be full of pictures. Gosh, why&amp;#39;s my smile so weird when I take it with LeeQing? :( I think I havent been taking photos for a long time ald :p. Anyways will take more with her when she&amp;#39;s REALLY leaving, coz I wanna take with Annabella too. XDXD. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I dun even know why we&amp;#39;re at pasir ris park?! It&amp;#39;s hot, there&amp;#39;s no one there and transportation there is also difficult! Sigh. -.- but I managed to post co unglam photo of jinjing, I feel so accomplished :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Places we went today:&lt;br&gt;① did the science paper (damn easy! :D a lot came out from me and jinjing&amp;#39;s assement books)&lt;br&gt;② took mrt to pasir ris&lt;br&gt;③ played there duh&lt;br&gt;④ took bus 403 (not 304, jinjing)&lt;br&gt;⑤ went to White Sands to eat lunch&lt;br&gt;⑥ went to tampines&lt;br&gt;⑦ went to sun plaza park. Rained :( and my mum called me a &amp;quot;sam seng&amp;quot; girl?! What the?! It actually means a girl walking around randomly?! Last time she called me a 仔女, which means a girl who laze around. But I dont laze, I slack, and they are two different things! Now this -.-&lt;br&gt;⑧ went to tampines mall and then to century square&lt;br&gt;⑨ took the mrt to bedok and then 17 bus home&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Soo tired I can hardly walk man. :&amp;#39;( &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;EOY IS OVER!!! YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Mini olympics tmr and nobody joined it in CO coz it&amp;#39;s LAME from the start :p &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Good nights (^o^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3344308103569811464?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3344308103569811464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3344308103569811464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3344308103569811464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3344308103569811464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-more-exams.html' title='NO MORE EXAMS'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/StcJpqdJAQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h6pUMkLTQ1s/s72-c/DSC02953_2-794700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1864685102975212114</id><published>2009-10-12T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T03:11:20.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Stories</title><content type='html'>TODAY WE HAD A GHOSTLY EXPERIENCE!&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Okay, i&amp;#39;ll narrate step by step. In school, there was this ghost story about two boys who played table tennis. And then the ball rolled down the stairs behind him. So his partner told him to go get the ball, so he went down the stairs and NEVER CAME BACK... Scary right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guess what? Yujie actually told me, Amanda, Rongrong that there was actually this so-called stairs. So we went.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IT WAS TOTALLY CREEPY THERE, trust me. It&amp;#39;s like dark, dirty, lots of dust around and... squashed table-tennis balls. :( So we walked hand in hand (though I dunno why) then walked down. The stairs continued at the bend and there was where I stopped at. So Amanda and Rongrong continued walking and then the worst thing was there was another door! But it&amp;#39;s locked. -.- then i&amp;#39;m starting to wonder why I even came down in the first place. So then Rong tried the door but it&amp;#39;s locked then she sort of &amp;#39;screamed softly&amp;#39; then I thought what happened then I started screaming and we went dashing for the door. :O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then we fabriced a story saying that we saw a white ghost to Ivy. ;) Amanda and I only saw white and Rong saw the face. Yup, and she actually believed it man! :-P LOLs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So then we went down again. By that time there were two (alive and real) boys playing table tennis and while we walked halfway their ball really ROLLED DOWN the STAIRS!! So we just stood there looking at history re-act, but of course the boy came back DUH. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So then we really walked down but before we reached the bend, the door started CLOSING! Then I was like OMGosh, NOO!! And started, screaming again before the ghost locks us in and devours us alive. The rest followed suit and chionged for the door. -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ivy still believes our story. And we&amp;#39;re all going back this Friday and walk down till she figure outs our lies. Ha. Ha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;★GOOD LUCK AND JIAYOU FOR MATH AND EL PAPER TMR!!★&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Byes ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1864685102975212114?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1864685102975212114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1864685102975212114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1864685102975212114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1864685102975212114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghost-stories.html' title='Ghost Stories'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-891044779226902530</id><published>2009-10-02T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:49:41.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ART ROCKS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsXo1eHf2rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/G--mi65ZSOE/s1600-h/DSC00314-781414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsXo1eHf2rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/G--mi65ZSOE/s320/DSC00314-781414.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387968534533888690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me again! Who else? XDXD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Torero (named after the famous bullfighter, Torero) grew again! Now he&amp;#39;s not bald anymore and has hair! Hahas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Torero&amp;#39;s growth:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;① JinJing: bending of hanger, some parts of muscles done.&lt;br&gt;② Wenqi: completion of muscles &lt;br&gt;③ Wenqi: 3 1/2 layers of paper marche&lt;br&gt;④ JinJing: 1/2 layer of paper marche&lt;br&gt;⑤ Wenqi &amp;amp; JinJing: completion of bullfighter&amp;#39;s hat&lt;br&gt;⑥ JinJing: cutting of bullfighter&amp;#39;s cloth&lt;br&gt;⑦ Wenqi: painting of hands, legs, hat and feet&lt;br&gt;⑧ JinJing &amp;amp; Wenqi: complete painting of whole body&lt;br&gt;⑨ JinJing: drawing in all patterns of body&lt;br&gt;⑩ Wenqi: painting of hair&lt;br&gt;⑾ JinJing: completion of body patterns&lt;br&gt;⑿ JinJing &amp;amp; Wenqi: drawing in of facial expression&lt;br&gt;⒀ JinJing &amp;amp; Wenqi: final touch-up on Mr Torerio the Bullfighter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yupp, so Mr Torero had grown about 7/8. Soon he&amp;#39;ll be done! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the way, JinJing and Wenqi scored the highest for the animation project (96/100)! *CLAP* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just now while walking home, Annabella challenged me to get distinction for my grade 5 piano practical. We&amp;#39;ll see, we&amp;#39;ll see...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Byes anyway. I might not be posting during the weekends coz medlenes tend to be boring :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Okay bye bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-891044779226902530?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/891044779226902530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=891044779226902530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/891044779226902530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/891044779226902530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/art-rocks.html' title='ART ROCKS.'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsXo1eHf2rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/G--mi65ZSOE/s72-c/DSC00314-781414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-7167916870284056637</id><published>2009-10-01T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:23:09.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano exam results</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsStPSBVrFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LBG1FvOZa8o/s1600-h/piano_100-789109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsStPSBVrFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LBG1FvOZa8o/s320/piano_100-789109.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387621532289051730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Heys back again. I&amp;#39;m practically here everyday. :D&lt;br&gt;So what do yall think the topic is today? Yes it&amp;#39;s piano! (Okay i&amp;#39;m being lame, i&amp;#39;m sure yall would know -.-) &lt;p&gt;Just got back my grade 1 practical piano results. It&amp;#39;s a DISTINCTION (133/150) ! Oh yea, I rock~ so my next obstacle would be grade 3 practical exam and grade 4 theory (which I hope to complete next year) ! Very soon, i&amp;#39;ll be able to accomplish my goal of getting grade 5 at the end of sec 4! Oh yea. I rock more~ &lt;p&gt;School today... BORING. :/ totally. Yup and the only interesting thing was someone played a prank on Rong rather than she play pranks on us. Her handphone obviously got &amp;#39;stolen&amp;#39; then I said it was our revenge. She stared at me with DAGGERS in her eyes. I swear. :p&lt;p&gt;Okay so the mysterious person was Huang Xin in the end -.-&lt;p&gt;Tmr when I&amp;#39;m coming to school I cant PEER into 2C window to see LeeQing anymore. :( she moved to 5th floor (more climbing for her. Hehe ;)) 1E moved down Coz their class got &amp;#39;pai ka&amp;#39;. I wanna be pai ka too~ &lt;p&gt;Okay good nights people. Sweet dreams and sleep tight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-7167916870284056637?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/7167916870284056637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=7167916870284056637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7167916870284056637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/7167916870284056637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/10/piano-exam-results.html' title='Piano exam results'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsStPSBVrFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LBG1FvOZa8o/s72-c/piano_100-789109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1772613095810048957</id><published>2009-09-30T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T04:52:22.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It worked</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNGdvLqxsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vkCLa4rEEIc/s1600-h/Bad+pisces-742327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNGdvLqxsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vkCLa4rEEIc/s320/Bad+pisces-742327.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387227055960803010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNGd-bbzbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YFywQJUrTes/s1600-h/Good+Pisces-743713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNGd-bbzbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YFywQJUrTes/s320/Good+Pisces-743713.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387227060053462450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OMG it worked! IT WORKED! Yes! Haha!&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Okay i&amp;#39;m going to post more then.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Pisces, my horoscope. There&amp;#39;s one with the good points and another with bad points. Actually wanted to post this long ago but lazy and hadnt found a way yet. XDXD. Yup, and I also have all the other horoscopes too, so if anyone wants I can bluetooth over. :) &lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Okay enough for today. (Yes I finally did it, found co alternative to post! Arent I cool? Yahoo! :D) Byes ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1772613095810048957?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1772613095810048957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1772613095810048957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1772613095810048957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1772613095810048957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-worked.html' title='It worked'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNGdvLqxsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vkCLa4rEEIc/s72-c/Bad+pisces-742327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-641699941093547975</id><published>2009-09-30T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T04:43:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art paper marche</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNEb8YChGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BviBFGa-a4s/s1600-h/DSC00300-723443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNEb8YChGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BviBFGa-a4s/s320/DSC00300-723443.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387224826119357538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hellos me again. DUH, who could it be?&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Okay just testing here. I&amp;#39;m directing using my phone to post instead of going to hotmail via WiFi. Dunno if this works. :D Wont have my hopes up.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Below the picture is... Ivy and mine&amp;#39;s paper marche. Yupp, I painted a bit and the black thingy is our hat. Behind is amanda freda and seeonn&amp;#39;s unicorn? This was taken yesterday. :)&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Will post again if necessary. XDXD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-641699941093547975?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/641699941093547975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=641699941093547975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/641699941093547975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/641699941093547975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-paper-marche.html' title='Art paper marche'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SsNEb8YChGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BviBFGa-a4s/s72-c/DSC00300-723443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3284749719296432872</id><published>2009-09-28T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:51:14.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Chanced upon someone's blog. Just go to this website Coz I think her blog is new and not much ppl know. YUPP. Just doing a kind deed here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;www.littlemiss-ashley.blogspot.com (No offence or whatever. Just treat her as an ex-classmate okay? :D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm being good here, dont misunderstand. XDXD.&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Make the most of what you can do on your PC and the Web, just the way you want. &lt;a href='http://www.get.live.com/wl/all' target='_new'&gt;Windows Live&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3284749719296432872?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3284749719296432872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3284749719296432872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3284749719296432872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3284749719296432872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/random_28.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4694262929342803358</id><published>2009-09-28T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:27:51.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waimeng's blog</title><content type='html'>Went reading some of the perc seniors' blog. Came upon Waimeng's blog and found out that if writes scripts and meaningful stuff too. Something from his blog:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;"Memories are like photographs. Good memories are like the perfectly taken, flawless pictures of the good times you have. Bad memories are those blurry photos which you often delete the moment you realise it. You can admire the good photos and remember the good times, but more often than not, it's the bad photos that tell you that your photography isn't perfect yet, like how the bad memories help you to understand yourself, others, and many more."&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;YUPP. Nice right? Makes me ponder about loads of stuff just reading this :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Byes~&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;See all the ways you can stay connected &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/default.aspx' target='_new'&gt;to friends and family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4694262929342803358?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4694262929342803358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4694262929342803358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4694262929342803358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4694262929342803358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/waimengs-blog.html' title='Waimeng&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6363454456909345584</id><published>2009-09-26T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:01:30.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I do by Jisun</title><content type='html'>SONG OF THE WEEK !!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What Should I Do Lyrics&lt;br&gt;(Jisun) BOF OST&lt;br&gt;kudaen nomu tang-yeonhan-deut&lt;br&gt;oneul naege anbu-reul munneyo&lt;br&gt;nan keu-jo jal jinaen-dahaet-jyo&lt;br&gt;kudaen cheongmal nal nomu mo-reu-jyo&lt;br&gt;kudae-obshi tto naega&lt;br&gt;kwaen-chanheul got kannayo&lt;br&gt;kudaeneun na obshi kwaenchanh-nayo&lt;br&gt;tangshin-omneun sesangi&lt;br&gt;nomudo him-deu-ro-seo&lt;br&gt;sumshwi-neun nareul wonmang-haet-jyeo&lt;br&gt;otteokhajyo&lt;br&gt;ajikdo nan&lt;br&gt;kudae hanmadiye&lt;br&gt;busojineun harureul sarayo&lt;br&gt;kudae naege mal haebwayo&lt;br&gt;ireo-neun-ge jakku oneunji&lt;br&gt;kudae tto nacheoreom haruga&lt;br&gt;apeugo tto apeunji&lt;br&gt;marhaebwayo kudaewa na&lt;br&gt;imi nomu nucheonnayo&lt;br&gt;uri tashi kihwe-neun eom-nayo&lt;br&gt;ajik kudael saeng-gakhaeyo&lt;br&gt;kudaen ama alchido moreujyo&lt;br&gt;kyeol-gugireon-gan-gayo&lt;br&gt;ireohke kkuchin-gayo&lt;br&gt;kudaeman idaero kwaen-chanh-nayo&lt;br&gt;nan andwel got kateunde&lt;br&gt;kudae-gateun sarangeul&lt;br&gt;chugodo naegen obseul tende&lt;br&gt;otteokhajyo&lt;br&gt;nae maeumeun&lt;br&gt;kudae animyeon nugudo&lt;br&gt;anajulsu opseultende&lt;br&gt;jebal nareul jabajweoyo&lt;br&gt;aljanhayo&lt;br&gt;tan hansaram amuri aesseodo&lt;br&gt;kudaereul ji-ulsuga optdan-geol&lt;br&gt;jebal nareul chabajweoyo&lt;br&gt;otteokhajyo&lt;br&gt;ajikdo nan&lt;br&gt;kudae hanmadiye&lt;br&gt;busojineun harureul sarayo&lt;br&gt;kudae naege mal haebwayo&lt;br&gt;ireo-neun-ge jakku oneunji&lt;br&gt;kudae tto nacheoreom haruga&lt;br&gt;apeugo tto apeunji&lt;br&gt;marhaebwayo kudaewa na&lt;br&gt;imi nomu nucheonnayo&lt;br&gt;uri tashi kihwe-neun eom-nayo&lt;br&gt;ajik kudael saeng-gakhaeyo&lt;br&gt;kudaen ama alchido moreujyo &lt;br&gt;ENGLISH VERSION:&lt;br&gt;What Should I Do Lyrics&lt;br&gt;(Jisun) BOF OST&lt;br&gt;today you ask me about my welfare as if it's so normal&lt;br&gt;i just said that i was okay&lt;br&gt;you really don't know me at all&lt;br&gt;without you, do you really think i'd be okay?&lt;br&gt;are you okay without me?&lt;br&gt;because the world without you is so hard&lt;br&gt;i resent myself who's breathing&lt;br&gt;what do i do?&lt;br&gt;still, i live in the day that breaks apart at your one word&lt;br&gt;tell me..&lt;br&gt;is being like this, being mean&lt;br&gt;is your day painful and painful like mine&lt;br&gt;tell me..&lt;br&gt;you and me, are we already too late&lt;br&gt;do we not have another chance&lt;br&gt;still, i think of you&lt;br&gt;you probably don't even know&lt;br&gt;ultimately, is it like this? is this the end?&lt;br&gt;are you okay like this?&lt;br&gt;i don't think i'll be okay&lt;br&gt;a love like you, i won't have again even if i die&lt;br&gt;what do i do?&lt;br&gt;my heart can't embrace anyone but you&lt;br&gt;please, hold me&lt;br&gt;you know that a person like me, no matter how hard i try can't erase you&lt;br&gt;please, hole me&lt;br&gt;what do i do?&lt;br&gt;still, i live in the day that breaks apart at your one word&lt;br&gt;tell me..&lt;br&gt;is being like this, being mean&lt;br&gt;is your day painful and painful like mine&lt;br&gt;tell me..&lt;br&gt;you and me, are we already too late&lt;br&gt;do we not have another chance&lt;br&gt;still, i think of you&lt;br&gt;you probably don't even know &lt;br&gt;YUPP. What should I do by Jisun. Thkq for Rong's compliment to me, and since she likes this song I went to research for it. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For those who want to listen to this song go to Rongs blog. Helping her to gain popularity so her blog wouldnt be dead. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, signing off. :D&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;What can you do with the new Windows Live? &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/default.aspx' target='_new'&gt;Find out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6363454456909345584?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6363454456909345584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6363454456909345584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6363454456909345584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6363454456909345584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-should-i-do-by-jisun.html' title='What should I do by Jisun'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5608860952515156287</id><published>2009-09-26T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:14:15.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-autumn's day</title><content type='html'>This was yesterday. But very late last night so never post&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Today paper 1 and mid-autumn's day celebration. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All the papers were quite easy; I got my idea rather quickly EXCEPT 应用文! Grr... I actually dunno whether the start of 应用文 is your address or receives's address. So I wrote the receiver's address then got wrong. Boohoo! D: totally died. Plus I wrote so much that day my hand so sore I anyhow wrote my 应用文 so it's very short le ):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So after the exams we gathered at the classroom and did the noticeboard and did art. Plus wrote a bit of the home econs script. :D hahas, at that time me and ivy were having a light quarrel and lynn and stacy were laughing like idiots. They enjoyed our fight obviously.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then we went to tampines mall to have dinner and walk walk. We went straight to the 3rd floor and went into mini toons, toys r us, and popular. At toys r us we tried to help yu jie find angela's present. We were like saying take this angela needs this for her baby so on so forth. Yu jie said if angela were here she'ld strangle us. LOL. Amanda and her SJAB friends came while we were eating our dinner and took Mac away. We saw an old lady who quarrelled with the chicken rice seller and we all tried to guess the reason for her quarrels. She kept demanding for her 医药费. ?_? Rong told me lotss of the I dunno whats that called. Tricks? Not exactly that too. Then yu jie and rong keep laughing Coz they find me 痴盾. Hahas. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that we went back for the celebration. I saw joselin senior walking DOWN and dora senior walking UP. XDXD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The celebration quite fun. There's wushu, sec one dizi, 敲锣打鼓, chinese drama performance, Dr Boon singing session and Aijia and Shaun's singing sessionS. The two MCs were cool too, esp the one who did the Michael Jackson dance. Hor rong? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then we carried lanterns around. Coz huang lao shi gave us the lanterns so I rong ivy yujie and others lit up all for the class to play. Lighting up is so fun rather than walking around. :D glad to be of service for the class~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lastly we walked around, ate mooncakes and then took some photos with rong's daddy and 小黑龙. XDXD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Afterwards walked home with annabella and jinning. The end, too tired to elaborate anymore. :/"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Byes~&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;See all the ways you can stay connected &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/default.aspx' target='_new'&gt;to friends and family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5608860952515156287?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5608860952515156287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5608860952515156287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5608860952515156287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5608860952515156287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/mid-autumns-day.html' title='Mid-autumn&apos;s day'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-538455013200332238</id><published>2009-09-24T05:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:58:59.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good lucks for paper 1</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the EL and CL paper 1 !!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today I practically chionging through all the revision stuff. Coz I know after that would be the mid-autumn's day celebration! WHOotS~ anticipating the dizi performances...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;★Good luck★&lt;br&gt;7 good lucks in all :D 7 is my number so hope you all would be lucky too. ^.^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay that's all. Have to continue revising. Ciaos~&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;See all the ways you can stay connected &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/default.aspx' target='_new'&gt;to friends and family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-538455013200332238?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/538455013200332238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=538455013200332238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/538455013200332238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/538455013200332238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-lucks-for-paper-1.html' title='Good lucks for paper 1'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6540428822967541201</id><published>2009-09-20T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T06:45:44.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasying</title><content type='html'>"If I have to choose between loving you and breathing, I would use my last breath to say I love you." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aw man, this quote is so nice and romantic... If someone were to say that to me I would cry instantly :')&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I doubt anyone would do so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Buddy is 10! Create a comic strip of your ultimate party and win $1,000!  &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6540428822967541201?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6540428822967541201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6540428822967541201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6540428822967541201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6540428822967541201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantasying.html' title='Fantasying'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1697012913607923497</id><published>2009-09-20T03:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:11:11.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker me</title><content type='html'>*YAWNS*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why am I being so slack ??!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay I know the EOYs are coming but I just cant help but feel slack. Can you imagine? I'm typing this as i'm watching the tv -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What the?! How can I get 80% for my overall next term at this rate?! Pigs will fly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm being so slack. I slack in class, slack in CO, slack at home. Seriously. I'm either reading books or watching dramas. -.- god I seriously have to buck up else i'll de-prove more in my chinese and maths. D':&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I havent even started on our history project yet. Going to die together... Yeap... D: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus monday there's no co so what am I supposed to do when I get home? Bingo, we SLACK.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is life only about slacking?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I dunno. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1697012913607923497?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1697012913607923497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1697012913607923497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1697012913607923497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1697012913607923497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/slacker-me.html' title='Slacker me'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5693617343108597797</id><published>2009-09-19T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:42:09.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peacock</title><content type='html'>OMG! O.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today at jurong point I saw a little boy that TOTALLY resembles the "peacock". Okay so this little boy had the SAME spectacles colour as peacock and the SAME hairstyle, so it sorta seem to me that he's the peacock's brother. Whatever, I just walked past nevertheless. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Peacock" is a nickname given to one of our SENIORS at school, but trust me, annabella and ivy started it, so i'm innocent. YUPP. This secret is known to the 3 of us only. Just ask me in private if you want. Yeap :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh oh, I saw a total of like 3 accidents in jurong today, both major and minor. People are definately getting more reckless. :s &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meanwhile i'm still recovering from the "peacock" shock. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5693617343108597797?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5693617343108597797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5693617343108597797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5693617343108597797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5693617343108597797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/peacock.html' title='Peacock'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4860227394955692473</id><published>2009-09-18T06:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:03:22.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Hellos again. I know I didnt post much these days but dont harp on it. Reason being i'm too busy or there's TOTALLY nothing to post. YUPS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay so today mdm wong switched EVERYBODY's places in class except me and cherie. We must be very 乖 hor cherie? Anyway we've already developed feelings for the WALL. We love the WALL. XDXD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's saddening for MOST of us so chicken and others join in to argue with mdm wong. Ivy joined is too, think she's itching for a scolding. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CO in the afternoon. 十面埋伏 song today. Starting to like this song coz the story behind it was meaningful. YEAP. Not all songs have their own story. At least lin lao shi didnt conduct 长城随想曲. Coz I totally suck at it and it sounds like a tribal song. BOO !!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cries :'( there will not be any co performance on the mid-autumn's night. Wahaha :( I very long never perform le. Whatever. At least next year MARCH there will be a AHS CO CONCERT. Triple Hurrah. Everybody must buy tickets okay? Come support us. Hehe :-D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay that's all for today. :-D Nights people~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4860227394955692473?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4860227394955692473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4860227394955692473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4860227394955692473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4860227394955692473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-1875241258171376097</id><published>2009-09-09T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:31:40.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FW:</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Best divorce letter ever&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Dear Husband,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you forever.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today and that was the last straw.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk panties. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching all of your shows.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; You don't tell me you love me anymore; you don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you're cheating on me or you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Your EX-wife&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; P.S. Don't try to find me. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to Spain together! Have a great life!&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; *********************************************************************&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Dear EX-wife,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch my shows so much because they drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing that came to mind was 'You look just like a boy'! Since my mother raised me not to say anything if you can't say something nice, didn't comment.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with my brother, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; About those new silk panties: I turned away from you because the £49.99 price tag was still on them, and I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty quid from me that morning.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So when I hit the lottery for ten million pounds, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica ...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; But when I got home you were gone.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Everything happens for a reason, I guess.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a penny from me. So take care.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Signed,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; Your EX-husband, Rich As Hell and Free!&lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;gt; P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my brother Carl was born Caroline. I hope that's not a problem.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;:D just for laughs&lt;BR&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Party with Buddy! Bling out your Messenger with free winks &amp; emoticons. &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/downloads' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-1875241258171376097?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/1875241258171376097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=1875241258171376097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1875241258171376097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/1875241258171376097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/fw_09.html' title='FW:'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8883822232463346506</id><published>2009-09-09T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:30:34.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FW:</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;HR id=stopSpelling&gt;  From: mii-wenqiho@hotmail.com&lt;BR&gt;Subject: &lt;BR&gt;Date: Mon, 7 Sep 2009 16:04:04 +0800&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;STYLE&gt;  .ExternalClass .EC_hmmessage P  {padding:0px;}  .ExternalClass body.EC_hmmessage  {font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;}  &lt;/STYLE&gt;    &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Funny - 小学生造句&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;1. 题目: 原来&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 原来他是我爸爸。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 妈妈关切一下&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;2. 题目: ..一边...........一边............ ..&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 他一边脱衣服 ,一边穿裤子.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 他到底要脱还是要穿啊~~&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;3. 题目: 其中&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我的其中一只左脚受伤了。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 你是蜈蚣？~~&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;4. 题目: 一... 就....&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 一只娃娃就要一百块。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 老师笑到不行..&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;5. 題目: 你看&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 你看什么看! 没看过啊&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;6. 照样造句&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 例题: 你 (唱歌) 我(跳舞)&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 你(好吗 ) 我(很好)&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 你在写英文翻译吗??&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;7. 照样造句&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 例题: 别人都夸我( )，其实我( )&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 别人都夸我( 很帅 )，其实我( 是戴面具的)。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 什么面具这么好用???&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;8. 题目: 好... 又好..&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 妈妈的腿,好细又好粗...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 那到底是细还是粗？&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;9. 题目: 陆陆续续&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 下班了，爸爸陆陆续续的回来。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 你到底有几个爸爸呀?&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;10. 题目: 皮开肉绽&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 停电的夜晚，到处很黑，我吓得皮开肉绽!&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 看到这句... 老师佩服你。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;11. 题目: 欣欣向荣-比喻生长美好的样子。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我的弟弟长得欣欣向荣。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 孩子，你弟弟是植物人吗...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 还有一个更瞎的…&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 欣欣向荣荣告白。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 连续剧不要看太多~~&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;12. 题目: 谢谢....因为......&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我要谢谢妈妈,因为她每天都帮我写作业......&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 原来你的作业是妈妈写的!!!!!!!&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;13. 题目: 难过&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我家门前有条水沟很难过。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 老师更难过......&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;14. 题目: 天才&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我３天才洗一次澡。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 要每天洗才干净~~&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;15. 題目: 一… 便…&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 我一走出门，对面就是便利商店。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 还有一個更瞎的…&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友写: 哥哥一吃完饭，就大便。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语: 造句不要乱造...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;16. 題目: 又.....又.....&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友寫: 我的妈妈又矮又高又瘦又肥。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师评语:你妈妈......是怪物吗?&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;17. 果然&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 上课小朋友说：昨天我吃了水果，然后又喝了凉水&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师：这是词组，不能分开造句。&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友又说：老师，我还没说完呢，果然晚上我拉肚子了！&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师：…………&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;18. 瓜分&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友：大傻瓜分不清是非&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师：小傻瓜也分不清&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;19. 好吃&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友：好吃个屁&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师：………&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;20. 况且&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 小朋友：一辆火车经过，况且况且况且况且．．．．．&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 老师：……………&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...............&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Be seen with Buddy! Tag your picture and win exciting prizes!  &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/be-seen-with-buddy' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8883822232463346506?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8883822232463346506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8883822232463346506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8883822232463346506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8883822232463346506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/fw.html' title='FW:'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-112736051995327765</id><published>2009-09-03T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:42:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news. Good results. :)</title><content type='html'>Before I go for holiday, I want to 报好消息~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YAY I got 79% for my overall !! Lets celebrate~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got all A1s... No A2s... Except for higher chinese :( and MATHS D: boohoo! Both B3! How could I get so low for MATHS??!! B3! 我实在不敢相信眼前的事实...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Still a lot of ppl are depressing over their results... I guess will be emo-ing a bit too...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never mind. Coz i'll JIAYOU FOR SA2. HOPE EVERYONE CAN GET PASS THEIR EMO-ING AND START TO JIAYOU TOO!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FIGHTING!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Party with Buddy! Bling out your Messenger with free winks &amp; emoticons. &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/downloads' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-112736051995327765?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/112736051995327765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=112736051995327765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/112736051995327765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/112736051995327765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-good-results.html' title='Good news. Good results. :)'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-6589388901544016422</id><published>2009-09-03T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T04:48:37.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away and not around</title><content type='html'>Hello again~ first wanna say sorry to ivy annabella and leeqing for bang-saying yall for two co pracs in a row coz i'll be going away from fri afternoon to mon evening :( really 抱歉... But sadly i'll miss mon sectionals too... Aw... I haven prac my A major and B-flat major too :( so dun hold onto grudges so much either... Will have pimples one (applies to leeqing and ivy). LOL. I know yall will miss my laughter and jokes and me when i'm at malaysia. Hahaha. Too bad, Coz I dun have the time to miss the 3 of you, i've thousands of cousins and accompaniment there. :p Muahaha.&lt;br&gt;(I'm being bad to yall by saying I wont miss yall. 同时也在骗自己 :-D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway for ppl who tagged my blog within these few days/smsed to me I may only get to reply yall after I get back, okay? Good, and dont miss me too much (kidding ^^). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;During my stay there I hope most importantly I can CUT MY HAIR SHORTER, still not to the extent that I cant tie it up. Just a few cm shorter than it used to be. Second, I hope I can relax there. Just thinking about the burden at home makes me stressed so i'm going to chiong most of the homework anytime possible, like tonight? Hope so. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Before I go, english lyrics of something happened to my heart (boys over flowers ost):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even though I tell it not to go,&lt;br&gt;Even though I tell it to stop&lt;br&gt;My heart keeps going towards you&lt;br&gt;It doesn't wear out, it doesn't decrease&lt;br&gt;Why is my love like this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One by one, I count and count the memories&lt;br&gt;My heart can't rest for even a moment&lt;br&gt;It'll just become baggage that becomes hard to control&lt;br&gt;Why can't I even throw them away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really, my heart must have done something somehow&lt;br&gt;I must have become a fool that's blind from love&lt;br&gt;Just one place, everyday one place&lt;br&gt;Looking at the sad light that is you&lt;br&gt;Even the tear glands must be broken&lt;br&gt;My tears won't stop&lt;br&gt;I love only you, only you&lt;br&gt;Can't you just tell me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even if I hold out my hands,&lt;br&gt;No matter how much I call out&lt;br&gt;You're always far from me&lt;br&gt;It'll be a love that becomes painful scars&lt;br&gt;Why can't I erase it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really, my heart must have done something somehow&lt;br&gt;I must have become a fool that's blind from love&lt;br&gt;Just one place, everyday one place&lt;br&gt;Looking at the sad light that is you&lt;br&gt;Even the tear glands must be broken&lt;br&gt;My tears won't stop&lt;br&gt;Just one word, the one phrase that you love&lt;br&gt;Can't you just tell me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I try to comfort myself with the lie&lt;br&gt;That I'm happy if you just smile&lt;br&gt;Because the place you're going towards is not me&lt;br&gt;The lonely tears flow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really, my heart must have done something somehow&lt;br&gt;I must have gone crazy over this hard love&lt;br&gt;Can't have you, can't forget you&lt;br&gt;Waiting for you day by day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I must have gotten ill from missing you so much&lt;br&gt;From loving you too much&lt;br&gt;Just one thing, your heart, that one thing&lt;br&gt;Can't you just share it with me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can't you love me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love the lyrics of this song too. Anyway gotta go. Sayonara~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Party with Buddy! Bling out your Messenger with free winks &amp; emoticons. &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/downloads' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-6589388901544016422?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/6589388901544016422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=6589388901544016422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6589388901544016422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/6589388901544016422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/09/away-and-not-around.html' title='Away and not around'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4723510623785792487</id><published>2009-08-31T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:45:52.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into Love lyrics</title><content type='html'>Way Back Into Love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br&gt;Trapped in the past, i just can't seem to move on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br&gt;Just in case i ever need em again someday&lt;br&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All i want to do is find a way back to love&lt;br&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br&gt;I've been searching but i just don't see the signs&lt;br&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night&lt;br&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br&gt;And i'm open to your suggestions&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All i want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br&gt;I can't make it through whithout a way back into love&lt;br&gt;And if i open my heart again&lt;br&gt;I guess i'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are moments when i don't know if ir's real&lt;br&gt;Or if anybody feels the way i feel&lt;br&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All i want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br&gt;And if i open my heart to you&lt;br&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br&gt;You know that i'll be there for you in the end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just love this song so much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Party with Buddy! Bling out your Messenger with free winks &amp; emoticons. &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/downloads' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4723510623785792487?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4723510623785792487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4723510623785792487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4723510623785792487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4723510623785792487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-back-into-love-lyrics.html' title='Way back into Love lyrics'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8216034449204979492</id><published>2009-08-31T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T05:51:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers day eve at YNPS</title><content type='html'>All I wanna do is find a way back into love~&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can make it through without a way back into love~ and if I open my heart to you, i'm hoping you'll show me what to do... [Way Back into Love]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love this duet song so much! I've downloaded this song for like a few days and yet havent listened to it but just now when I was listening to it, I was thinking, why didnt I noticed this great song before? Seriously that was a nice song. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The same applies to life. Some things may be just right in front of you, only you dont see it. Get what I mean?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back to the topic. Today I went back to YNPS by bus 225 but then I realised the AHS people were not there yet so went back to bedok interchange to enjoy their Mac with them. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before that I went to city hall there to take my piano exam. And the examiner look damn like hagrid in harry potter! :D I played I few notes wrongly. D:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wah, everybody changed so much 0.o, but still they are all recognisable. :) mostly just chat amongst ourselves and catch up with our lives and all. Didnt really celebrate teachers day (hmmf), but we did took a class photo (DISASTER that one turned out) T.T and wished our teachers happy teachers day. Plus a choco cake too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess the more memorable part about YNPS to me is their chinese orchestra. I liked my cca so much that time. :) that was one of my better times in life. Mandy yulin isabel yuxuan and the others all made me feel so happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enough of 怀念往事. We maybe apart but we have to move on with life okay? I'll take that as a yes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8216034449204979492?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8216034449204979492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8216034449204979492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8216034449204979492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8216034449204979492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-eve-at-ynps.html' title='Teachers day eve at YNPS'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8555434303436481226</id><published>2009-08-25T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:20:46.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back blogging</title><content type='html'>Yay im finally back to blogging !! XDXD Coz I just got my wifi fixed. The software a bit not ... solid?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not going to write much. Just say I broken world record today :) I WOKE UP AT 7.10PM. Considering I got to school at about 7.20-25pm, I got about 10-15mins to get ready and walk to school. Somemore when I saw annabella walking out of her condo then I knew I wasnt entirely late. Plus it was drizzing in the morning and there'll be a common test later so then cant make us run 10 rounds around the parade square and be complete fools. :-P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well I think that's all for today. Byee :-D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Be seen with Buddy! 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Boohoo. i should be seeing a b4 grade this CA2 when i got an A in CA1. Coz i failed one of my 3 tests and got 21.5/50. :(( the other 2 was just okok. 34/50 and 32/50. nevertheless i willing be jiayouing for the next SA2. :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;right now i'm reading alex rider books. yippee!! coz alex rider is damn cool. more facts about it:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;- the new book CROCODILE TEARS will be out by this nov dec 2009. CANT WAIT. :DD&lt;BR&gt;- the movie STORMBREAKER was out in 2006 already. Why didnt it show??&lt;BR&gt;- the next movie POINT BLANC (not blank, as many readers wrote) started fliming since dec 29 2008 and should be out anytime this year. double yippee.&lt;BR&gt;- i stopped at SNAKEHEAD. think it's at ahs library. *hoping* XDXD&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;IMG src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2006/12/alexpettyfer_228x388.jpg" width=214 height=365&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;BR&gt;Behold Alex pettyfer AKA Alex rider. (alexes :D)&lt;BR&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;next CO stuff. triple hurruh for this time. the super GAY yangqin teacher is gone and away from my life. i had him for like 2 horrible weeks when xu lao shi was off performing for SCO. he suck and i DONT enjoy having 二人世界 with him coz i'ld puke, dear ivy &amp;amp; annabella. next time hope you'll bear the same type of PAIN like me. (they so bad and sacarstic and for goodness sake they are beginning to learn from their senior lee qing :O)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;CO tmr. slack time for ivy and annabella and working time for me. where's justice gone to?!?! they know all the songs on my handphone and even bluetoothed all of those and i COMPLETELY TOTALLY no privacy. D:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;BOF currently at end of epi. 21. sadded. ivy used the entire national day hols and completed the entire 25 series. D:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;IMG src="http://mypastspeaks.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/boys_over_flowers_to_air_in_japan_from_april_12-20090210185309.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;  this shows one thing: blogger might not be able to post pictures efficiently but hotmail can. ta ta for now. TTFN (it's a book btw). :P&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Be seen with Buddy! Tag your picture and win exciting prizes!  &lt;a href='http://discover.windowslive.com/en-sg/messenger/messengeris10/#/be-seen-with-buddy' target='_new'&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5504272089217528713?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5504272089217528713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5504272089217528713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5504272089217528713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5504272089217528713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/08/random.html' title='random ?'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8049579642831048615</id><published>2009-08-05T01:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:57:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Yesterday was NapFa.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;:((((&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;I came in 84th for my first try in 2.4km. Considered good already. But will definately JIA YOU next year. :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;OUCH.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Today was a very difficult and painful day for me. I'd rather die. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Whole body was itching like crazy. Somemore i had sore throat which was like 50% infected from my sis?? She MC for 2 weeks. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;PAINPAINPAIN. D:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8049579642831048615?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8049579642831048615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8049579642831048615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8049579642831048615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8049579642831048615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/08/pain.html' title='PAIN'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-8571974747864680930</id><published>2009-07-30T01:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:32:52.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;Wi-Fi fuction in HP currently spilot. May need time to self-repair. :(&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Sorry folks, no daily post anymore. :((&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;Byees. :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;What can you do with the new Windows Live? &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/default.aspx' target='_new'&gt;Find out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-8571974747864680930?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/8571974747864680930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=8571974747864680930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8571974747864680930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/8571974747864680930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/07/wi-fi-fuction-in-hp-currently-spilot.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-3392790114977596461</id><published>2009-07-27T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:08:30.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed</title><content type='html'>Short post will do. Must study for history test tmr. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday finally went to watch HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE !!!!! :) Somemore is Vivo Golden Village MAX. Double Hurrah. :-DThat day i was damn lucky. Before i went to buy tickets there was this lady who have us 3 seats to the movie coz her clients cant turn up. Lucky right? :) The only problem was those were seats at Row A, the most front row. :(Dont care, we just accepted them. Lucky those were corner seats but not too at the far end so i caught the movie from a side view and went home with a quite aching neck. The movie was totally awesome !!!!!!!!!! That's yesterday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today there was CO prac. WHOOTS for today's prac. Mainly coz there wasnt much to prac about and somemore xu lao shi sent us to 85 market to buy some stuff for Ivy's yun luo. Hurrah. Her car plate number starts with SJT so it was totally new. Forgotten what model was it though. And when we came back, me Ivy and Annabella listened to songs on FULL BLAST. How cool was that ?!?! SAD stuff during prac. Lee Qing going off early again. Shi Yun never come and we got 2 new songs today. Come on, we haven even prac finish the 3 ones and they gave us more. If i had known, i wouldnt vote for organising a concert next march. Somemore, one of the songs was called 大理情风 aka Lee Qing. Yes that's the new name for it. :) Lastly, xu lao shi not coming for three pracs. For two pracs she's going LONDON. WTH.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tmr there's our private rehearsal and dizi class. :( Wed there's 全国中小学写故事比赛颁奖典礼 for class 1C and 1D only. :/ Is that supposed to be good or bad ?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hope things get better tmr. NOT. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Share your memories online with anyone you want &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photos-share.aspx?tab=1' target='_new'&gt;anyone you want.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-3392790114977596461?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/3392790114977596461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=3392790114977596461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3392790114977596461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/3392790114977596461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/07/mixed.html' title='Mixed'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-2936645535637166942</id><published>2009-07-24T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:57:08.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHSCO ROCK</title><content type='html'>Just to dedicate to post to AHSCO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today co was fun !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe we didnt have dazu for too long bah. :( Anyways, the three people who were really enjoying themselves were ivy annabella and leeqing. LOL. :D Coz they didnt even do anything other than listening to songs and doing hw. WTH. Haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somemore Annabella being sarcastic to me. :@&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Listening to BOF now. Completly lightens my mood. Btw, yesterday i watched 2 episodes of BOF !!!!! So happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, back to our co topic. I was at the front then i went to sit at Dora's yangqin. Not very adjusted to it. Love my own yangqin more. :) kidding...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway this is one of the times co was together. Even the sec 4 seniors were there. I really feel bonded and warm at heart during today's session. Everybody was making an effort to try hard at performing the song. Even if the pace was slow, it seems that the seniors are bringing their juniors step by step, and we are all like walking together. Seriously even if my description sucks you get my meaning. :) really enjoyed myself at prac today. Truly really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a side note my leg didnt hurt when i stood up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AHSCO ROCKS !!!!! To the core. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;With Windows Live, you can organize, edit, and  &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/singapore/windows/windowslive/products/photo-gallery-edit.aspx' target='_new'&gt;share your photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-2936645535637166942?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/2936645535637166942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=2936645535637166942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2936645535637166942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/2936645535637166942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahsco-rock.html' title='AHSCO ROCK'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-4371851024148330013</id><published>2009-07-23T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:07:27.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past</title><content type='html'>It's now 8.43pm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just gonna post about today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today for lunch me and mum went to 85 market. Since it's sooo near home and AHS. Totally 方便. Going to AHS wasnt that bad. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I er, saw david when we went there. The atmosphere was so tense between us since his mum scolded me in public for nothing at all. WTH. To think i still wasted tears on this event. It happened last year. Double :( &lt;br&gt;Sad face&lt;br&gt;Anyways, while i was eating i saw SiYing. She was finding her granny. Another ex-school mate. Even my mum knows them. Still rmb her famous quote "你丢bear bear 在我我还没有跟你算帐!" LOL. Sigh... Those were the times. :(&lt;br&gt;When i was walking home i saw SeeWei. Everything seems so fated. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today home econs was fun. We cooked chicken macroni and i have to say me and ivy make quite a good team. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tmr there's PE :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and music :) tmr but there's dazu prac :) and leeqing going to leave us in the lurch :( AGAIN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think that's enough for today. It's 9.03pm. Signing off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ps. Going to send via hotmail.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;check out the rest of the Windows Live™.  More than mail–Windows Live™ goes way beyond your inbox.   &lt;a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/' target='_new'&gt;More than messages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-4371851024148330013?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/4371851024148330013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=4371851024148330013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4371851024148330013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/4371851024148330013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/07/past.html' title='The past'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258578187560587778.post-5698973090156096272</id><published>2009-07-22T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:41:12.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists</title><content type='html'>Hi back again :)&lt;br&gt;..&lt;br&gt;Im not really posting much these days coz:&lt;br&gt;① i dun wanna OVER POST. Hehe.&lt;br&gt;② there&amp;amp;#39;s REALLY nothing much to post.&lt;br&gt;③ if i really posted, you&amp;amp;#39;ll see the word &amp;amp;#39;boring&amp;amp;#39; be repeated a whole LOT of times.&lt;br&gt;④ i lazy to type in my phone as a draft and then copy and paste to my email.&lt;p&gt;See? Told you i&amp;amp;#39;m GOOD at giving lists.&lt;p&gt;Things that happened to my life, no matter good or bad:&lt;br&gt;① monday had surprise 听写. Then the whole list of 35 words was tested today. There was still surprise words in the 听写 today. Nevertheless i passed with 92％. :D Plus i ran down to the bookshop twice to buy the exercise book which i PATHETICALLY forget to bring.&lt;br&gt;② it was raining to today. There was gonna be an eclipse and it RAINED. Boo. Hoo. :(&lt;br&gt;③ there were ants crawling at the side of my table today which caused me and cherie to move away frantically. I BET it was Joel coz he was eating in class, if not some of his fats LEAKED out of his enormous body.&lt;br&gt;④ there&amp;amp;#39;s home econ tmr. YAY !!!!! CHICKEN MACRORONI HERE I COME !!!!!&lt;br&gt;⑤ i only managed to pass the napfa sit-up with 20. 可怜...:&amp;amp;#39;( i&amp;amp;#39;m so gonna fail my standing board jump on fri... &lt;br&gt;⑥ the mon CO prac was sooo fun. I got a new scoresheet. CRIES !!!!!!!!! Annabella got the chinese cymbals and ivy got the 云罗. Why am i still stuck with 扬琴? Not that i hate it, but i seriously wanna try other stuff. Anyways, i prac for so long when i stood up my legs hurt :( Mummy then gave me wine to drink at night. NO KIDDING. :&amp;amp;#39;(我一定是很久没有练琴了吧... Looking forward to dazu on fri :) &lt;br&gt;⑦ today we were released at 1230 coz of olevel listening compre. So only 1 period art, but the Zee Monster still gave hw. Is that supposed to be revenge ?!?! &lt;br&gt;⑧ still struggling with the music performance. Should we perform a) the entertainer b) canon in D c) 月光 ? LOL but i cant tell you our final choice. It defeats the purpose.&lt;p&gt;Woah. My longest list EVER. :) &lt;br&gt;..&lt;br&gt;P.s using yahoo account to email to blogger. We&amp;amp;#39;ll see how it turns out..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;      Start chatting with friends on the all-new Yahoo! Pingbox today! It&amp;#39;s easy to create your personal chat space on your blogs. &lt;a href="http://sg."&gt;http://sg.&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://messenger.yahoo.com/pingbox"&gt;messenger.yahoo.com/pingbox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8258578187560587778-5698973090156096272?l=miss-marche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/feeds/5698973090156096272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8258578187560587778&amp;postID=5698973090156096272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5698973090156096272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8258578187560587778/posts/default/5698973090156096272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-marche.blogspot.com/2009/07/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Life's...okay.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230588641833815339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwi4xX-bmUw/SfwKhyPIQoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oupZcNMGqoM/S220/lovebear.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
