<?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-7617608824887143716</id><updated>2012-02-12T01:09:53.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let time pass me by</title><subtitle type='html'>To sail across Frozen oceans would be Truly a Gift from Above.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8610080640373841323</id><published>2012-02-10T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T17:14:38.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoken words</title><content type='html'>When you say things out loud it really makes a difference from knowing it within&lt;br /&gt;i din want to. your my friend the last thing i want to do is talk about you like that&lt;br /&gt;it just happens i was not the only one feeling that way. and stupid w has to make us confess.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh w why why why... i feel so bad all the time now.&lt;br /&gt;especially that day after the talk at macs we still go mr teh and eat...like don know&lt;br /&gt;what to do sia. yes i changed seat, but its beyond unwilling... the silent mouthing thing? &lt;br /&gt;i do it myself when i feel down, so no right for me to get irritated by it. and maybe it &lt;br /&gt;won't have but considering the events earlier, it did. &lt;br /&gt;j, the closer you are to someone the harder it is to tell them.. cause you know how much it will hurt.&lt;br /&gt;and knowing her i know the after effects of it. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want that to happen, they say forgive your friends when they make mistakes&amp;nbsp;for the moments of joy they give. i already told you i can ignore and pretend like it din happen, like its not bothering me but its not enough. &lt;br /&gt;thee only reason i suddenly start talking about this is her recent post on fb la.&lt;br /&gt;feel that it concerns me, could be just me being paraniod or it is true.&lt;br /&gt;the pic post about smiling? ( i have been there for you before, a one off is just that a one off)&lt;br /&gt;i did notice okay, just that at that point im not in the happiest mood and i know better than to make urs worse.&lt;br /&gt;the talk to you thing( umm hello, you the one don't want to talk okay, not me) you supose to text me yest what time you finish, you never did. so don't blame me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh i feel like im being super petty... &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;okay ppl just ignore the top portion&lt;/span&gt;, its just smth i need to type out to get it out of my head.. &lt;br /&gt;moving on; been having study/dinner dates with drama people often...hahaha its fun but then again how long can this last huh..&lt;br /&gt;and seniors leave hen yr 2 got attachment going to be really sad at drama when sch starts again... hope new poeple come in( we need the manpower) and that they are the nice will stay kinda ppl.&lt;br /&gt;they study sesssion on mon, din work out.. got distracted alot. &lt;br /&gt;w was at another table still cannot study..&lt;br /&gt;z has no exaam so she playing over there..&lt;br /&gt;and we met h!! like we happen to study right outside her class ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then she call nad, who also distract us&lt;br /&gt;so major fail that one..&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner with loads of ppl g, nigel and azziz joined us... hmmmm lots of gossip&lt;br /&gt;they had outing on wed, but i din go....felt super tired after the paper have no idea why&lt;br /&gt;recently beeen amazed by the amount of sleep i need. like not sleepy but if i lie they i fall asleep one&lt;br /&gt;then yest ( fri) had one &lt;br /&gt;the study with j was great till anmol, nad and wayne sortajoined us (they eating at table beside us)&lt;br /&gt;but after they eat started talking okay can tahan... then azfar came, then siang &lt;br /&gt;in like omg shutup pls!!!!! i kept mouthing that at j, i plug inalso still so noisyy....&lt;br /&gt;my awesome conc. suddenly gone.&lt;br /&gt;went to buy food with j come back got more ppl.. so ja dn h were eating i go back to study.. did VERY little.....then they leave, finally!!! its not that i don like the company its just that they also not talking to us but sit there its major distracting.... then did abit cause j and h no more mood... go clubroom and wait around as we going dinner with g and nigell.... din feel like eating when we go there so its just a gossip session again.. senior (s) came over and talk alot about a.....&lt;br /&gt;oh nad and siang are together!! awwww so cute.. aahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;well ltr going nad house, with h.. yay bus journey= talk about what happen on wed muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;not sure if j coming...depends la she need go places.&lt;br /&gt;well need to start studying more... my math and cep have to get better... IPC uhhhh depends uh so far the last few topic when i do the notes i understand the first few topics read again and see howw&lt;br /&gt;next week everyday will be back, i cannot study at home..&lt;br /&gt;gosh super hungry now sia..byeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8610080640373841323?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8610080640373841323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8610080640373841323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/02/spoken-words.html' title='spoken words'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2650418129079653231</id><published>2012-02-04T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:34:44.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its ends tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/rFcDhj-E3po/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rFcDhj-E3po&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-ends-tonight.html' title='its ends tonight'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4666997830871885891</id><published>2012-02-04T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:30:46.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i see coming, Hurts.</title><content type='html'>Its the things you see coming that somehow hurt the most&lt;br /&gt;like you know its there is coming, but when it hits you got nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing to come back, nothing to feel&lt;br /&gt;i was tired after production, slept finally&lt;br /&gt;but it feels weird having time on my hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was not what i imagined it to be&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;...i expected more i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember all the dancing we did for warm-ups&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember the happy smiles, the crazy times when i teared but was laughing&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do, production taught me my memories not the best thing so..&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everyone. guess the title the end proved right..&lt;br /&gt;cause when its over it really is the end. we'll probably never see the whole bunch again together&lt;br /&gt;im sure i'll miss the seniors&lt;br /&gt;especially g, she was a great senior. i don know how she or others feel about it, but she was great&lt;br /&gt;she's like what people aspire to be. we take her seriously yet we know when she wants to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember her screaming that day, how she came backstage and apologise, &lt;br /&gt;to apologise for something is tough, but its also shows how genuine she was.&lt;br /&gt;luq well, umm i had the moments when i hated him, but last night suddenly it all went away. &lt;br /&gt;it was like, he's my senior and he has done things for us and been there....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i just feel bad for them that they will have to sit down and listen to rene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actual production time:&lt;br /&gt;im sorry julyn.. during rehearsals i was there helping you all the time, but when it actually mattered i somehow was missing? when they called us out for curtain call, i saw you come in and all i thought of was, crap i din put her dress out...&lt;br /&gt;and your awesome by the way, to transition btw scenes and emotions... when im there like hurry change...blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;then had my scenes in btw, the artisstic was great, except when wayne got hurt.. uhhh ouch&lt;br /&gt;my own actual scene im not happy with..till now i don't think my mind realised it was the actual thing and that i'd never get to do that again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still hate tmt thats not going to change&lt;br /&gt;the morning was weird for me, i expected intensive rehearsal or stuff, but we were playing around&lt;br /&gt;guess it will the last time huh, no more being so close to each other....not sure if i can still call syaf mummy.... &lt;br /&gt;its surprising how a group of people can go through such an experience together and bond soo much, but when the thing holding them together disappears, &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;it dissolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;the bond weakens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i talk like its already happened.. but honestly i don think im wrong to say it will&lt;br /&gt;we won see each other that often, that bond will weaken..&lt;br /&gt;its going to hurt when i go back to school and see the mundane people in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow no more kofu/bishan outings i suppose; bye 'usual' table&lt;br /&gt;yeah now its just words but i'll feel it even stronger soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din do as well as i wanted to... i badly wanted to feel that high that day after humaira helped me.&lt;br /&gt;i so desperately wanted to, the artistic scenes well the music is all the nudge i needed for the emotions. and yes so sorry wayne, i tried to steer you away from the block but sigh..&lt;br /&gt;the seniors can tell me i did great and all but i know that to myself i could have done better\&lt;br /&gt;im not sure which is worse, disappointing myself or others.&lt;br /&gt;but well theres next production i will do my utmost best from the start.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha funny how going through one production makes you want to be in it even more...&lt;br /&gt;for those skeptical about being in this one i bet feel otherwise now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i will miss the current year 2.&lt;br /&gt;they will come occasionally for drama; they have attachments so i can't really expect alot out of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;bye z..&lt;/span&gt; you'll come but it won't be the same.. lately i have been trying to hug you more and longer but you got props and stuff to deal with so sigh.. after you become&amp;nbsp; senior you have duties and like g said before your relationship with the juniors will change, we can't take your words for granted anymore..cause you have an image to project to us to future stagearts drama people. oh my god i'm going to miss you soo much.... i don know why but we don talk much but i feel close to you...and like i've mentioned i LOVE hugging you!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after production rene talked to us... was out of it i guess..i remember what she said, but like i din register till hami said she was upset over it, then im like upset? for what ??&lt;br /&gt;for those who screwed up or feel you din give your best.. let it be. we have the next time. &lt;br /&gt;then shiftet props and costumes.. ahahahaha i eneded up with the broken rack, so was half carrying dragging it.... and luq din realise it was broken sad..&lt;br /&gt;then we had to carry the whole thing and stuff kept dropping out..&lt;br /&gt;oddly it was fun, well i was laughing..&lt;br /&gt;then w came and was like your carrying it?? uh you hold this i carry. ahaaha obviously refused&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then few steps ltr came the trolly yay left it with them and walked back&lt;br /&gt;then transfer all the bags out.. sitting there when luq gave us food! yes... during curtain call everyone was like hungry.. then people packed and left. i was just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;i wondered like why&amp;nbsp;are people&amp;nbsp;leaving\can we not just sit for awhile and waste time\do they realise we may not get that together feel again\?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;i badly wanted to just sit there and feel numb&lt;/span&gt; (okay i was tired too)&lt;br /&gt;but s was like her bf and sis waiting for her.. and she don wan go first. so no choice had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would do anything to go back and redo that moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay i don't exactly know what that moment refers to, so lets say everytime spent with them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;them being the ones i will cherish, the ones i don't have to see everyday to love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;them who when i see in sch i Will hug to death &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;lets live a life well wasted. hoping for the best yet expecting the worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the memories made. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4666997830871885891?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4666997830871885891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8793942344773294007</id><published>2012-01-28T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:06:17.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words can tell a lie or truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;im still alive but im barely breathing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a song, but it suddenly seems so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning woke up wanting to go bacck to sleep badly&lt;br /&gt;but i had made plans with ppl so i force,&lt;br /&gt;in the end to realise they don care enough to show the same effort.&lt;br /&gt;that pissed me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fri;&lt;br /&gt;well not sure if i still hate humairah?? confused.. i think i did extra =awesome cause i sick of her. &lt;br /&gt;but then they like it so like uhhhh 'what just happened?'&lt;br /&gt;so i assume i had fun on fri. cause i sometime enthu for the hyper things for my scene later on&lt;br /&gt;well had my one on one with humairah... then ballet then do for g&lt;br /&gt;g was super impressed i was like, finally!!! these stupid ppl get what they want..&lt;br /&gt;they had like some farewell speech thingy..&lt;br /&gt;i was amazingly super high after the ballet, my scene awesome..&lt;br /&gt;then keep adding random comments&lt;br /&gt;but otw home someone has to make me feel bad and ruin the high i had...&lt;br /&gt;bus ride = tired/want to get away&lt;br /&gt;so went home did proj... im pretty sick of having to do the extra work in all the projs&lt;br /&gt;but then again i don't trust the other ppl to do a good job or even do it for that matter&lt;br /&gt;ppl come on! its graded based on presentation skills not content?? &lt;br /&gt;and you tell me you don't want to practise?&lt;br /&gt;and seriously that lecture is useless, you already tell me you learn from tuition one&lt;br /&gt;so u can't skip the lecture to practise&lt;br /&gt;they are going to pull me down. arghhhh i hate group work/presentation&lt;br /&gt;they always get on my nerve.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to today or technically yest anyway sat;&lt;br /&gt;went on time obvi no one there..&lt;br /&gt;siang azfar came over....talked and waste time&lt;br /&gt;saw hanisah, got prob with dancers&lt;br /&gt;after that h came, open room&lt;br /&gt;today was mostly take care of props/costumes/artistic scene things&lt;br /&gt;then at 6 got run through&lt;br /&gt;i was hesitant even before my scene, cause it suddenly wayne again &lt;br /&gt;din do as well as yest, &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;but i believe that yest i had reached my peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luq thought it was good, g liked it ... but i can see h face i already feel bad...&lt;br /&gt;she din need to say anything i knew where i had screwed up&lt;br /&gt;then after that stupid seniors who don listen will bring it up agin...&lt;br /&gt;like pls la i know okay~ i feel bad so shut up&lt;br /&gt;and j, aahahaha see that i about to cry send s...big mistake, like she is the water tap&lt;br /&gt;even if i don, she will then will make me so like &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;uhhh major wrong move&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;the wrapped up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors dump us go yishun, we go bishan'&lt;br /&gt;left at like 11 shoots&lt;br /&gt;got home at like 12&lt;br /&gt;ppl took train, i and s take bus but diff bus..&lt;br /&gt;w was walking home.... odd but he walked us to the bus stop and waited till the bus come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way home was thinking. like w is main lead but he also got stuff to do. but he gives alot of energy and effort.&lt;br /&gt;and he is in most scene&lt;br /&gt;yet im struggling with this one scene, i am in no position to complain..&lt;br /&gt;but i feel bad that i they think i can do better, and i have no idea if i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when full run through i went outside did my scene alone, the skipping takes alot out of me..&lt;br /&gt;was super tired out of breath... &lt;br /&gt;i never regain my breath till screamy...and i just stand there and be scared&lt;br /&gt;gosh im happy scared happy scared in the same scene so many times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;suddenly people have the same line of thinking, scary sial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;but maybe its for the best??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;anyways after production i doubt we'll be this close, and it won't matter anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;cause no one is going to care already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;so i don't change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;i feel like crying, but nothing comes out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;its like every time im on the verge i suck it in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;has anyone let a person cry, like why comfort!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;just hold them and let them cry their heart out cause maybe sometimes thats what you gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;We found love in a hopeless place= i found&amp;nbsp;joy in a hopeless place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;cause its super short term and never going to work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;At times i wonder if its real or just that we were used to the arrangement that we din move?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8793942344773294007?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8793942344773294007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8793942344773294007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/words-can-tell-lie-or-truth.html' title='words can tell a lie or truth'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2212138593682773033</id><published>2012-01-24T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T05:56:48.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>renewed thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel worse, so now that i kinda ignore it (possibly)&amp;nbsp;or that something else is taking precedence makes it seem insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;memory still seems to be blur&lt;br /&gt;i used to have direction, till one thing made me wonder why bother having direction?&lt;br /&gt;::&amp;nbsp;i din do well enough to get into the course/poly i wanted&lt;br /&gt;i met this guy who had his whole life planned out.. i learnt it over kfc ahahahaha when i was super early for work&lt;br /&gt;he knew what he wanted to do, he had timeplans.&lt;br /&gt;but i kept wondering what if one thing falls through.&lt;br /&gt;does he have a back up or his he adaptable/resilient enough to still go through??&lt;br /&gt;i have a plan; its the&amp;nbsp;type you create when a relative asks what u wanna do. that somehow when you think about seems not bad and like you could make work.&lt;br /&gt;thats mine, or well it is to whoever asks..&lt;br /&gt;two days of work and all i wanted to do was ask them whats going to happen in their life?&lt;br /&gt;today was much busier, i met the elusive angie. (gosh, she's super pretty..seemed normal so far, but then again thats what they warned me of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do unto others as you would them do unto you"&lt;br /&gt;im pretty sure that quote is only mean to be used in 'revenge' situations, to be like the better man.&lt;br /&gt;i mean in our normal lives, living by that would practically be a ticket for murder&lt;br /&gt;i don't have sch tmr, yay.. but that also means im not forced to study and i could possibly be slacking the whole day... which im not going to be proud of. gosh damm cancelled lectures..&lt;br /&gt;lemme hope its the other way round ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2212138593682773033?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2212138593682773033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2212138593682773033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/renewed-thoughts.html' title='renewed thoughts'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5879115061003848132</id><published>2012-01-23T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:20:18.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack new year</title><content type='html'>monday&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE new year ppl&lt;br /&gt;went to work early morning&amp;nbsp; (7-1)&lt;br /&gt;whew, was thinkin it was 7-5 then see 1 quite happy, but no break ahh then i never eat breakfast soo..&lt;br /&gt;take soup ( what else? ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;but sighs tmr is 7-5&lt;br /&gt;today was totally empty, like super slack, gosh!&lt;br /&gt;like that how to reach target&lt;br /&gt;today i wake up then bathe, then sat beside my bed...&lt;br /&gt;ferrari was super cute sleeping on my bed.... haizz when i need to get up he comes and sleeps&lt;br /&gt;then came home watch movies..&lt;br /&gt;tmr hopefully i don waste time again and i'll do smth productive after work&lt;br /&gt;but really hindi movies are really nice and the message is meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope wed will not be a dissapointment in terms if what we're doing in drama&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;All is fair in love and war"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5879115061003848132?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5879115061003848132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5879115061003848132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/slack-new-year.html' title='slack new year'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2137634119643088378</id><published>2012-01-23T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:13:27.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>days</title><content type='html'>Guess like suddenly not posting so much huh..&lt;br /&gt;well its cause i don want to keep posting problems and sad stuff, then&lt;br /&gt;like i have it in black and white staring at me.. &lt;br /&gt;had a nightmare, my god super scary... i was crying in the end&lt;br /&gt;but even when i woke up and realise its not true i keep thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;as in what will i do if it really happen, the only thing i could come up with is cry&lt;br /&gt;just sink into the floor and cry cause its all over thats nothing i can do\left to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama 's been sorta boring the past few times. like im not doing anything much soo&lt;br /&gt;but there's tempers flying super obvious that one'...&lt;br /&gt;im just looking down on myself that im not helping her as much as i should/&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the fact that i think she takes the wrong things wayyyy too seriously,&lt;br /&gt;but guess i'll just go in her route, support rather than preach my view~cause to her i have it better which i know is true and i can't argue with.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: &lt;br /&gt;Cannot believe why i keep sleeping in math, its not like im super good in it or anything.&lt;br /&gt;well did abit of CEP revision after sch (think it was totally useless) &lt;br /&gt;then drama-- lately we been doing full run throughs.. totally late to start but what can i say&lt;br /&gt;at least we have done full run through so ppl learn where to exit and stuff&lt;br /&gt;eneded late, cause of luq&lt;br /&gt;but sat starts late sooo&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at like 10+ so ummm&amp;nbsp; not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;met j and h for pasta at bishan (where else!?)&lt;br /&gt;h ate too much so she felt sick walking baack. then threw up &lt;br /&gt;somehow i realise other ppl's family like make me happy ( cause sophia called then her sis with her, they walking to sch and i'll meet them there, so was excited to see cass)&lt;br /&gt;but in the end she left before i went there. &lt;br /&gt;as usual we were early, we only started at 4&lt;br /&gt;luq like took the extra ppl then e do our scene and he give comments \&lt;br /&gt;din feel in character till i actually started doing it (but i can't depend on that all the time rite/)&lt;br /&gt;really not a good day with the rain and injuries..&lt;br /&gt;so i was medic ahahaha since 'doctor' not around and 'nurse' also kana injured.&lt;br /&gt;then i jokingly 'scold' wayne.. then everyone like against me (wth ppl...)&lt;br /&gt;i wasen bothered till i saw wayne.. like his face made me feel super bad~ like i cause him feel bad\(shit!) &lt;br /&gt;but after that went outside when they started artistic again..&lt;br /&gt;slacked.. then got dragged by luq to do sc's with julyn...&lt;br /&gt;super funny when we keep trying to run away.&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat with ppl&lt;br /&gt;pasta again but at yishun.. took bus back with sophia and h&lt;br /&gt;sorta angry journey? like not within us, just complaing about the problems within drama...&lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;have no idea what i did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2137634119643088378?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2137634119643088378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2137634119643088378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/days.html' title='days'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-493791261659046563</id><published>2012-01-18T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:45:36.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>polar opposites</title><content type='html'>Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;My mood swings are irritating me now..&lt;br /&gt;when i need to be happy i can't.&amp;nbsp; i get moody and some what\&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go eat ice cream with z, j and wayne yest.. but plans fell through... &lt;br /&gt;busy busy ppl.. ya but not their fault&lt;br /&gt;so i went home did the reflection and tried to study math&lt;br /&gt;hope the test tmr is easy. &lt;br /&gt;well drama ended early for once. s din come cause she's sick.. finally&lt;br /&gt;so hard to persuade that girl to not come. sick also come and get worse only..&lt;br /&gt;we did full run through, had pauses in between..TMT ppl still like not sure of things but its their first time so its okay. I could feel that overall energy was low but i think like everyone did their best though.&lt;br /&gt;and g serisously has got to stop saying im happy overeverything...&lt;br /&gt;you know im suppose to be happy..hmmm think one day i'll have to cry before my scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;so im doing this after sp1 ended. super easy sia the assignment. ltr got test i shd be studying!!&lt;br /&gt;ya so in between the assignment i was searchin about galaxy note its big!!&lt;br /&gt;and my sinus is running again sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-493791261659046563?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/493791261659046563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/493791261659046563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/polar-opposites.html' title='polar opposites'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-281703628914459605</id><published>2012-01-13T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:59:23.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nervous system</title><content type='html'>We should really stop trying to be strong for others&lt;br /&gt;and just be strong for ourself&lt;br /&gt;not sure if today was cause im sick or what but it was SO nerving.&lt;br /&gt;like i feel the weird tension in my jaws and sudden cold flush.&lt;br /&gt;After sch did my lab report, then went to club room&lt;br /&gt;wayne had to play the stupid artistic song..&lt;br /&gt;felt so out of it&lt;br /&gt;then did semi warm up. they started on sc1 i left to go practise outside&lt;br /&gt;h showed up, so that was pressure initself.&lt;br /&gt;then came back, after prac. g announced that year 3 will coach individual ppl&lt;br /&gt;j got stuck with g and nigel, im like isn one person enough, two ppl all alone. pressure sia&lt;br /&gt;then luq suppose to help me and sis, but like smth wrong with his brain he rope in wayne and humairah&lt;br /&gt;since he never see the sc in like really long we did it. i asked if i can don sing.&lt;br /&gt;when he&amp;nbsp;ask why all i could say was like i don feel like it ( which really is the reason)&lt;br /&gt;then lucky humairah left, so i was not so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;she came in half way but din notice till the end. &lt;br /&gt;so what i need to do: skip more, run when im scared, bigger actions. more intonation.&lt;br /&gt;then they make us each go one corner think and get into character. i tried then gave up, ended up staring at things... seniors obviously not communicating, g say i too fairy/child like. then luq wants that&lt;br /&gt;g tells me don think too much, they force me go one corner think. &lt;br /&gt;like im never going to be able to think happy thoughts/memories and get happy. i can only fake it&lt;br /&gt;or you try to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;And thankfully wayne told luq i was sick.. or else think he will critique more which at that point not good. i realised most of the cast that turned up is sick.. &lt;br /&gt;and seriously these ppl(seniors) make me wonder and doubt if i've actually been truly happy in my life before. main reason i can't think happy thoughts, i cannot recall any happy memory...&lt;br /&gt;you:&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not the sort to tell people things willingly. when im in an off mood, i want ppl to make me happy, but i push them away with my 'attitude' like i want them to try harder. stupid reasoning i know. im sure you've seen me like avoid/walk away when ppl talking to me recently. its like how to say i don know if they will make me feel better or worse. so i stay away? i should stop that rite? the doubting and pushing away.&amp;nbsp; why i don tell people things is cause i never know when they'll use it against me, or whether they will view me differently. lets try to find what we had on each other before this got serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got drama at 12 think at this rate i'll sleep late. just hope i don feel sick or nerved tmr. &lt;br /&gt;its a fresh start i should have energy. i'll give it more tmr (as in try to find the extreme i can go in terms of fake happiness), &amp;nbsp;if i don feel sick that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-281703628914459605?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/281703628914459605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/281703628914459605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/nervous-system.html' title='nervous system'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3037656242166335943</id><published>2012-01-13T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:59:47.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fright</title><content type='html'>Im starting to think that maybe the break on wed was not such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the ability to fake/conjure up energy.&lt;br /&gt;i left artistic on thur feeling hungry and like i was losing my character. &lt;br /&gt;Not sure if its cause g said that throughout i just looked timid and scared. &lt;br /&gt;All this time they've been looking at the main people wayne and faiz.&lt;br /&gt;that when they finally see what the rest of us are doing its shocking to them. &lt;br /&gt;i felt remotely good during CEP in the morning as i could do the questions, but now when i look&lt;br /&gt;at people practising i feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the warm 'dusty' weather.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i cough/ breathe i think i smell blood and its scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is coughing phlegm and blood. did i pass it or did i catch it?&lt;br /&gt;Lately waiting has made me angry, like i feel out of mood when im made to wait for someone&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the person or situtation, i don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I should not be doing this right now, i got lab reports to do. &lt;br /&gt;I feel bad over the last report my intro sucked like alot. and i just gave it in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;will be adding stuff before i email her a copy, can't let her know the crappy work i did&lt;br /&gt;Im doing conclusion this time, feels like i've forgotten how to type words in a lab report.&lt;br /&gt;the observation part looks nice, feel good about that. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like im going down, instead of improving im going to suck and drag everyone down. &lt;br /&gt;i want to practise but i have no energy, i don't want to make the others repeat just cause i suck&lt;br /&gt;and like i want them to just bloody tell me exactly what they want, cause i've made up&lt;br /&gt;my mind to fake it and pretend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; color: white;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; color: white;"&gt;Being frightened is an experience you can't buy"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not sure if thats meant to be a good thing. Guess it means to embrace your scariest moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Apeirophobia- Fear of infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3037656242166335943?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3037656242166335943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3037656242166335943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/fright.html' title='fright'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7246109636753285494</id><published>2012-01-11T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:37:34.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time/sleep</title><content type='html'>I had not realised how awesome it felt to sleep and feel like i actually had time. &lt;br /&gt;Yest i came home after i ended at 12, then ate. shd have started lab report but did some nonsense instead..&lt;br /&gt;after that decided i shd go sleep, and make myself better before drama..&lt;br /&gt;j texted and woke me... not sure what was going on in my mind, but i started changing( it was still early) then like just sat and stared... decided to tell ppl im not coming then i went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so nice to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up around 7+ then sat around, then back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;it felt like i finally lived in my house, as usually im at sch the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;good news i feel alot better, and i can breath(YAY) i heard loads of drama happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going for artistic ltr, and hopefully s will fill me in.. just the thought of a gossip session makes me excited. guess that will be my fuel for math &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7246109636753285494?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7246109636753285494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7246109636753285494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/timesleep.html' title='time/sleep'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1820218307519895188</id><published>2012-01-05T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:29:47.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>artistic scene</title><content type='html'>Some say the epitome of being free from fear, is when you can look death in the eye and welcome him with open arms. &lt;br /&gt;But what if one's not afraid of death, &lt;br /&gt;its quite true actually " there's nothing to fear if you don't feel"&lt;br /&gt;not being afraid not feeling could possibly help you live life to the fullest or it could backfire on you when you start feeling, when the things you said/did were not thought through and has caused harm that you failed to see. &lt;br /&gt;So for now appreciate the things you can see, &lt;br /&gt;appreciate the times when you know your genuinely smiling&lt;br /&gt;being numb can cause pain and heartache when you desperately want to feel but then comes a time when you realise that thinking might be holding you back.&lt;br /&gt;g told me to not over think things, and it works. i don't even try to get into character anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow everytime i walk away from the centre i wonder if what i did even made a difference. &lt;br /&gt;Moving on i have no idea why i just wrote all that crap, but anyways, yest was &lt;br /&gt;DAY 1 of Artistic scene rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;its awesome to work with nigel&lt;br /&gt;he looks like he slacks, but quite the opp.&lt;br /&gt;we practically finished one scene already. just need to fine tune on how it looks as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;cause the guy started by telling us the exact way he wants things. then told us specifically what to do then let us practise. &lt;br /&gt;i still don't get the logic behind how our 'energy' can get higher/better if we're suppose to be more tired.&lt;br /&gt;oh and despite the stretching i don't feel any aching muscles, must be a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;the music is slightly odd, its a scary scene the lyrics seem fitting but the tune makes me happy. like fast up beat happy tune. and yes the lyrics are stuck in my head..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1820218307519895188?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1820218307519895188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1820218307519895188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/artistic-scene.html' title='artistic scene'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1588559791193213960</id><published>2012-01-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:09:04.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>think drama went well. i was somehow in like a fake high mood, maybe cause i finally had dinner with ppl! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ate swensens, i just suggest only they wanted to go okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i love the chilli fish pasta!! but the fish  like too much for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There was salt on the table so what do we do?? "could you please pass the salt dear" of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ahahaha we practically practised the whole dinner scene there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I subbed in for a lot of nonsense during drama, i was the booth guy(fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;then i was the patient, suck sia the guy who share the room with me super noisy sick want to sleep also cannot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;when g say do my scene i was like crap, if i don do well after the nonsense i did what will she thiink of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;She talked to me before we started, she ask so after all we've said what have you learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i told her im confused to be creepy or over excited, and that i don't feel like i can do over excited.  my midns numb got no happy memories blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;then she said just do what i was doing, it was okay. then im like what is wrong with these ppl??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;anyway i did what i normally do, but she had no comments for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;im thinking i either did that terribly that she cannot say or she lost hope or me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;as usual i walk away thinking i did not give enough energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i realise unlike other i cannot/no need to get into character. like ppl listen to music or go one corner and do stuff, but like if i do that i drain energy or i feel opp of my character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;for me its like, okay my scene, wait say my lines and im in character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;but then again maybe im not in character and im still myself i don't really know as im not looking at myself//. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1588559791193213960?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1588559791193213960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1588559791193213960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7155186131160895788</id><published>2011-12-29T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:08:18.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling for the sake of smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smile-for-the-sake-of-smiling.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://smile-for-the-sake-of-smiling.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice tumblr i found randomly today. i woke up later than expected but okay la, in comparison to the timings of the week its good. &lt;br /&gt;im suppose to be doing my MS research now, i did a bit then got distracted&lt;br /&gt;back to the link: for smth that says " the sake of smiling" my first though is like not happy also smile, so like forced pain smile, but all the posts are genuinely happy stuff can. &lt;br /&gt;well guess i sd visit it ore often and get happy?&lt;br /&gt;hope drama today will be okay&lt;br /&gt;meaning i hope i have energy and do well and the seniors don't extra too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7155186131160895788?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7155186131160895788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7155186131160895788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/smiling-for-sake-of-smiling.html' title='Smiling for the sake of smiling'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-153007856282943313</id><published>2011-12-29T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:48:22.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reply/meeting</title><content type='html'>To you:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying to be strong for everyone else, even when you feel down too. &lt;br /&gt;but uh, stop. okay. like don't just keep being strong, &lt;br /&gt;ummm how do i put this to you. its not wrong or like i don't like it or smth..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to take over. does that make sense?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;your my friend okay, im not going to just let you bear everything on your shoulders and take the back seat here. i'll find time, i'll cry it out. then maybe i can be strong enough to be strong. for everyone. or at least the ones who need someone there. &lt;br /&gt;some how this seems really pathetic. but i hope the message gets across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the MEETING:&lt;br /&gt;well a nicer name for " let us invite you , so you can willingly walk in to get scolded" psht, suck sia today.&lt;br /&gt;s called once then&amp;nbsp; nobody pick up, so she gave up. wt heck can. but yeah i got out decent like couple minutes only. then rush home, change and rush out. then ate at kofu, like i almost choke sia. but &lt;br /&gt;the meeting started late, cause we waiting for ppl.&lt;br /&gt;then as expected H started scolding on timing attendance attire. so on.&lt;br /&gt;then she check our scripts.&lt;br /&gt;btw&amp;nbsp;H i wrote my name before i gave it to you, so i can get it back ltr. and so you'd have a Name to blame when you comment on it. &lt;br /&gt;but i seriously felt like shouting at her when she complained that sophia's script was clean like clorox. &lt;br /&gt;like wth, she's not even IN IT!! can&lt;br /&gt;so tmr morning i will&amp;nbsp; scribble my singing lines on everysingle page of the script. cause its not my scene and better not waste paper rite?&lt;br /&gt;and n seriously i know you guy can take critics, but 'well' hmm that part not sure. u guys usually just buckle under my line of questioning. and honestly u can't guarantee that you'll look at me or treat me the same if i tell you everything.. and luq if you've been there done that, then don bother asking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im&amp;nbsp; glad i felt emo/on the fence yest. cause that made my like protective shell thingy come on,&lt;br /&gt;so today completely not affected at all. &lt;br /&gt;my shield is basically rebutting everything they come up with, usually with the line " like i care" obviously not out loud, but heck its a good shield. and unlike someone i actually look forward to coming to drama, so guess im even more diff then. "live with it" .&lt;br /&gt;haizzz, i feel high, so weird like im suppose to be upset, angry but like im just high&lt;br /&gt;yes ahh tmr no work&lt;br /&gt;got some gathering not sure if i'll go.. then need to pick sth up.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;iwant to go eat with ppl cause im finally free, and like i feel like im missing out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-153007856282943313?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/153007856282943313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/153007856282943313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/replymeeting.html' title='reply/meeting'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5266291325625911273</id><published>2011-12-28T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:43:19.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ellen</title><content type='html'>I finally wake up early!!&lt;br /&gt;i need to leave at 10 for work, i end at 5 then i plann to go straight to sch.&lt;br /&gt;got some meeting at 7. then i don't wanna risk being late.. &lt;br /&gt;im watching ellen as i type this out. &lt;br /&gt;i like ellen and its been long since i saw the show,&amp;nbsp; she always makes me happy/laugh&lt;br /&gt;but as recent events have taught me, i can never be sure that im truly happy even when im laughing and i think i a happy. &lt;br /&gt;the number of times i've laughed along and lost the feeling in 2 seconds is plenty. &lt;br /&gt;for now i'll watch ellen and go to work in a decent mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5266291325625911273?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5266291325625911273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5266291325625911273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/ellen.html' title='ellen'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1018830737356702098</id><published>2011-12-28T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:29:27.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>im surprised they put me as cashier when im only working 11-3, like super short shift sia. nvm anyways most of the time i was outside helping stn anyway. i actually got out on time, thanks to s who called me. hahahah she'll be calling tmr as well. but tmr more impt. but lucky not so busy so easy to run. finally gave kaylin the present... so after all that i go home eat. and did research on creepy stuff. i looked at bellatrix... could not find willy wonka, and only now im reminded of chucky.&lt;br /&gt;but after what i did at drama im not sure i need creepy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;[either they don want to bother with that anymore or i don know]&lt;br /&gt;but thinking of that i forgot the comments they gave me, i only rmbr to be more loud. &lt;br /&gt;but today i felt so emo sia. like i was sitting ouside mac, listening to perfect two&lt;br /&gt;cause im under the illusion it makes me happy. then when i stopped listening&lt;br /&gt;i try to think of happy times,&lt;br /&gt;but sitting there 'i can't remember a time i was truly happy" ( j's line ahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;like my mind is just blank, i suddenly have no distant or near memory. &lt;br /&gt;which freaked me out even more, then i felt like crying again. &lt;br /&gt;then s came with her bro and sis and bf. so for that moment i forgot &lt;br /&gt;but obviously it came back. &lt;br /&gt;and like g's comments just make me wonder like why the hell am i so different. &lt;br /&gt;i mean it took me some time to be comfortable with who i am. then now its like its all going to waste.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like crying when i went to block h. i don't know why i just felt like it, and i know this is weird but like i wanted to jump. &lt;br /&gt;but my critical mind knows better to jump at&amp;nbsp; place thats just going to make me endure pain, with &lt;br /&gt;no death&lt;br /&gt;that and the fact that s came over. i thought i was alone and suddenly she was there. &lt;br /&gt;so i can't rmbr the comments i got for the scene, but i know for voice projection i need to go louder. &lt;br /&gt;but i thought i did not well though, i felt drained, but ya w says it was good.&lt;br /&gt;(never trust the person in the scene who has their lines and movements to worry about)&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah we walked to the mrt stn for waffles,&amp;nbsp;but they ran out.. sigh :( &lt;br /&gt;so s bought me curry puff thanks!&lt;br /&gt;we stood outside the stn and talked until 11+&lt;br /&gt;i learnt i shd stay away from siang. he says he killed a cat and he's smiling the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;am i really suppose to believe your remorseful with your smiling face?!&lt;br /&gt;z went out with her cousin, seems like recently i haven seen her much. &lt;br /&gt;i was drained but think i got over the emo part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1018830737356702098?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1018830737356702098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1018830737356702098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6361328196332450376</id><published>2011-12-28T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:57:11.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday</title><content type='html'>I know its late but tuesday really threw me off.. like i struggle to come up with energy for these ppl, then in like a few words g just stripped me of all the energy i had. then w just kept looking at&amp;nbsp; me and saying its okay, you look stress. then i wonder really meh? if yes then why these ppl never cut me some slack.. i don't know why but its like in front of them things change. Im not sure if i suddenly feel pressure or what but i just know its not good enough. And like not fair sia, A just came back,&amp;nbsp; but she din get any nonsense from them.. Then after they 'release' me i sat with s and siang for a while. then luq came over and tried to talk to me about my character. i still don get some of the things he was saying though. but at that point im too tired to even argue, honestly i was zoning out. thankfully s was asking him stuff so like yeah help me cover up. i got away with "yeahs' and head nods. then siang started irritating me like hell, so i walked out. I serisously felt like crying, but j was like 'don cry don cry' ... it din help but can't blame her. so i sucked it up and tried to move on.&amp;nbsp; j said i shd just listen to whatever comments they have then just agree and work it out ltr, but the reason i talk back is cause i don't understand. (but i think&amp;nbsp;g sees it differently when i talk back, so whatever la, next time i don't say anything. i don't understand then blame yourself. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6361328196332450376?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6361328196332450376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6361328196332450376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday.html' title='tuesday'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3979371939961586039</id><published>2011-12-25T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T03:44:28.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Drama on fri was pretty okay i guess....i din realise how hard it would be without her. then also g decided to push it forward to like 5. and i was asked to extend, to which i say cannot. but onnly means it so busy that i can only leave at like 3.40...so went home. honestly right now i cannot rmbr what i did. its like the days are becoming&amp;nbsp; a blur. and suck sia yest got extended till 8 to pack cake. today was stn 3 then got extended to 5. btw 3-5 when the crowd died down, i obviously ran away from my stn. was super sick of the ice cream..&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; yes its still possible&lt;/span&gt;. the same feeling i had when i first time stn 3. super . tired i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;not even sure what is going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;OMG tmr will be the start of the second week of hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;\heehee grp ppl try to meet up, but i say i not free. so im wondering if the rest still will and weather they will do anythhing worthwhile. somehow the break just made&amp;nbsp;my attitude towards the project worse. i know i din like the grp from the start, but now is like i don care at all. arghhhh why the heck did we decide to do presentation, im practically begging for that 2000 word essay now. It'll will be so much better, u get grades depending on how u perform. one i get to choose my own topic..two no need to work with ppl who irritate me. and seriously, a's presentation skill sucks. god and it kills me when these people get indecisive. Like if your not going to decide\pick, don't blame me when you end up doing smth u don't like and i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It not that i hate indecisive people, i have friends who can't decide stuff. but they KNOW that their like that. and like i am confident to force a good decision upon them since i know them that way. but this is diff in the way that i find it beyond annoying and irritating. like Stop bloody hell acting and just make up your bloody stupid mind already. i got better things to do then wait around for you to act dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;this is funny, im getting angry verbally, but like my&amp;nbsp; minds numb. i got no emotion like that. i mean the words i pour out but like i don't feel it.&amp;nbsp; could be the lack of sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;okay that weird headache is starting again, not good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;BRight side: i got to work things out with wayne. i met z. it was cream of corn today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;( okay it seems major pathetic like when my 'silver lining' 'light in the darkness' is based on soup, loser. then i shd listen to 'loser like me' by glee. to feel good about it. i wannt that smoosh cake!!!) some one suprise me with strawberries pls. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;OH i have to bloody get my contacts with j and z soon....i shall the get the greeen ones, i look nice with it unlike the stupid grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;bright side bright side sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3979371939961586039?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3979371939961586039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3979371939961586039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/numb.html' title='numb'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3245584084282626883</id><published>2011-12-20T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:52:54.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Yesterday was the first drama session after like so long. i went late don think i missedd much though. and since wayne's finally here julyn had loads to do. i just went outside and practised voice projection with sophia. not to be mean but at times found her annyoing. like just tell me if its throat or diaphramgh i'll work on the intonation ltr. anyways finn was walking past so he stood and tried to help. then called davin who i think din help even more. so out of all the 'visitors' only nigel actually helped. but by then y throat was gone so i couldn't really tell the diff. OH before drama met juju(ahahaha) z and hami at nex. then went to disturb z's cousin zeera. i arrived earlier then those ppl so walked around. took stuff from prima deli. so now i know what cupcakes to get ppl. after so much thinking z finally chose the animal kingdom. then her cousin chose the bumble bee: note bday= 16 April...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i recently keep listening to the perfect two. ahahaha but mainly i only want to hear the " your the straw to my berry" part.. well i'll go to drama early today. hope i actually do smth..not that i din like yest. actually i prefer to continue with what i did yest, anmol not here, so it'll be weird for my scene. and i like want to practise with the ppl in my&amp;nbsp; scene without the seniors. like last time i and anmol just go someplace and do. cause i want to know what kind of reaction to expect and not fumble in front of them.,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3245584084282626883?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3245584084282626883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3245584084282626883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/drama.html' title='drama'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3442115103013782625</id><published>2011-12-15T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:52:50.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://asdfghjkllove.tumblr.com/post/14016018767"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo" id="pic" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lufkwlOL2w1qf9ttqo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahaha ripped this off tumblr. As my finish common test 'treat' i sat down to watch glee!! 3 episodes in one go ha, awesome. then one ep was about holding on to sixteen. (beyound fake all the cast are like 20+ can, bet they felt like wth, when talking about staying yound and enjoying senior year) made me regret my senior year of sec school. then has this pretty shortlived epiphany about how i should enjoy life, do things so i can with no regrets. and like to try stuff. to enjoy to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3442115103013782625?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3442115103013782625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3442115103013782625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/ahahahahaha-ripped-this-off-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8054240105864023700</id><published>2011-12-15T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:47:49.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>My common test's are over.&amp;nbsp; Actually was over yesterday. On wednesday while waiting for the bus at the bus stop. i was thinking alot. Not about IPC sadly. i was thinking about these words "&amp;nbsp;what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" i know its categorised as a quote, but i love those things and wish to call them words. like quotes make it seem less special. its true technically, the quote i mean. &amp;nbsp;unless you never finish grieving. There are five stages to grieve. smth along the lines of denial anger acceptance and mourning.. like people have near death experiences and suddenly value life a whole lot more. So do i really have to see death before i learn to appreciate the things i have? i DO, just not all of it. I remind myself, don't criticise, accept and appreciate. but its only so much. i can't run away, its going to be there for quite some time. and i cant just keep ignoring it, i mean thats not a permanent solution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kaylin:&lt;br /&gt;remember? that time i asked you to wish me luck as i was about to go do smth. the last day of exam i think last sem. Something that i didn't used to need luck in, that most people don't ask for. like why Waste it on that when bigger things lie ahead huh. It didn't work out by the way. i admit i din put in the effort, but still is it wrong to hope things will still turn out right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8054240105864023700?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8054240105864023700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8054240105864023700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-351994086558251578</id><published>2011-12-07T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T05:48:15.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bucket list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0hBf1lVBJ0/Tt9ty7xAObI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1U96rMLKOKo/s1600/the+bucket+list.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="359" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0hBf1lVBJ0/Tt9ty7xAObI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1U96rMLKOKo/s640/the+bucket+list.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is what&amp;nbsp; i did for my comm skills presentation. Topic: about myself; what better way to know about me than my last dying wishes. might be odd i have one at 17, but heck la.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-351994086558251578?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/351994086558251578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/351994086558251578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/bucket-list.html' title='The Bucket list'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0hBf1lVBJ0/Tt9ty7xAObI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1U96rMLKOKo/s72-c/the+bucket+list.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6687950327101268065</id><published>2011-12-07T05:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T05:43:00.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TitleSo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So i have commen test next week, im not sure what im trying to do here. But suddenly got a spark to start blogging again. Ummmm i'll just wait till something exciting happens then i'll come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6687950327101268065?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6687950327101268065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6687950327101268065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/titleso.html' title='TitleSo'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1516853819153066043</id><published>2011-12-07T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:46:53.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For people</title><content type='html'>Its been really long since i even visited this blog. But i've returned cause some people asked me to. Haha. Ya so im sorta happy where i am now. Its not the dream course but its better than engineering. The modules have proven to be tougher and more boring than i expected. But im holding on. Ive seen this triangle thing that say to excel in studies you either give up sleep or social life. Ive technically given up one but im no where near exceling. My first sem result was complete crap. Then now im trying to work harder cause i have nothing else to rely on. Only like two people know my GPA score, so guess that says something. My mums under the impression i did "okay". Well i'll do better than tell her. I hope.  Bottom line im grateful to the ones who have helped me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1516853819153066043?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1516853819153066043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1516853819153066043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-people.html' title='For people'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8853736557024825166</id><published>2011-01-24T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:02:52.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>well i have changed, in more ways than one. SO the saying 'what doesn't kill u only makes u stronger' is true. i din die from the experiences i had, but they changed me such that i am most probably not going to be in that same situation again. so my work, at swensen's is really really really nice. i am beginging to like all the people there. I feel close to them like they are my friends and maybe be more. i definitly feel closer to tehm than friends i have. maybe its just the lack of contact, the lack of communication but who knows. For one i and serafina have become really close, waht with  work. we constantly see each other talk to each other. BUt sadly its not the same with hte rest of my friends. honestly truthfully i miss nisha, kassandra, dati, joleen basically the people i used to see all the time. the people i shared jokes with. now all it seems is that i share jokes with neo and raymond. I admit i enjoy their company. In fact nowadays when i don go to work, or someone is not there i miss them. Well change must come one day. i just wished it din have to end so soon. i mean i knew when poly starts we go our own way, we split get new friends. but this so soon, no conatct was surly not what i expected."was surly not what i thought it would be"        &lt;br /&gt;So to say in Taylor Swift's words: "so drop everything now meet me in the pouring rain"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8853736557024825166?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8853736557024825166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8853736557024825166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2011/01/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4253620056822241282</id><published>2010-05-28T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:07:44.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time, so much has happened. So many thoughts so many actions. This past week has benn hell but sorta nice. i was busy but at least i knew what to focus on. Nothing else getting in the way. GOOD LUCK to all for MT 'o' levels on monday! do your best and aim high. I want to do my best, to have no regrets.I have to do my best cause i want to do it once and do it good. The regrets part like so not gonna happen but thats for later. Really, really grateful to my teachers for what they have done. :)Well 'go to hell' for all the idiots who counted down to holidays on facebook. Thanks soo much(btw it has sarcasm all over it) Till i get my life back byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4253620056822241282?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4253620056822241282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4253620056822241282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time.html' title='Long time'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2332602425703841932</id><published>2010-04-24T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T04:33:15.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days</title><content type='html'>.&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents and Settings/Shiver~~~~rocks````!/My Documents/My Pictures/yahoo/30002366.gif" width="300" height="300" /&gt;  Helloooooo feeling bogged down by the heat of things. Everything's going so fast it was just CT now MId-year!! Gosh, then all the level test's. Im drowning help!! ON the bright side my a-maths seems to be improving i can actually understand what's going on but as always i may die in the real exam when the time comes. And my school's destroying my friday!! The only day i go home at a decent time and it just has to put english remedial. :(  byeeeeeeeeeeee then....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2332602425703841932?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2332602425703841932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2332602425703841932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/04/days.html' title='Days'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4786225482684716961</id><published>2010-04-18T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:57:56.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daytime</title><content type='html'>Dogs have amazed me, cause when they have the bone they fight like crazy, growl anything to stop you from taking their bone, then when you do. they turn into innocent puppy dogs in 1 second flat. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;so finished by e-learnin , i kept maths to the last obviously. was playing with ferrari while doing it./he is currently sitting on my school bag and burying his head in my balnket:) Oh ya yesterday watched gurushestrem. SO damm nice can, totoally reccomend it. It had funny and totally sad parts. AT the end i felt so damm sorry for the brother:( The day before was the carnival. i am soo not optimisteic about the money we earned. had fun sorta the most reliving thing? ic an finnaly go home after ssp!yes!i am super lazy to upload the photos so wait for a long time kay:) maybe ltr after im energised. i guess the most fun part would be decorating? i got to stand on the table like i owned the world. hiaz felt so nice \&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeee then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4786225482684716961?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4786225482684716961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4786225482684716961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/04/daytime.html' title='Daytime'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3201594219018186174</id><published>2010-03-31T04:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:43:54.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly one of a kind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S8GLD19YPqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WTIoc7RTMoM/s1600/Love_Love_005217_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S8GLD19YPqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WTIoc7RTMoM/s320/Love_Love_005217_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458797121490140834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;      Guess its true i am different, was reading huimin's blog then thought of this&lt;br /&gt;my sis said before im different what others want i don't seem to want example ear piercing, don noe why jus feel it does not look nice. But something else struck a chord in me, something i read. I remember a friend crying so sad at the very thought possibility of it. Yet its staring right at me, proof beyond measure yet i do not cry instead wish it over soon.Why,others seem to be sad why don't i feel that. was it never love i felt had it always been hatred. haha reminds me of DWL the 9 Episode. She said no matter how much bad things he had done, she still loves him does not want him to go. Yet i would want him to leave, beacause for one it would make no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (What could I do the strawberries called me to them, i just couldn't resist)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3201594219018186174?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3201594219018186174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3201594219018186174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/03/truly-one-of-kind.html' title='Truly one of a kind'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S8GLD19YPqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WTIoc7RTMoM/s72-c/Love_Love_005217_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6249555831859873235</id><published>2010-03-31T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:29:54.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamila Tamila:)</title><content type='html'>Been trying to post but bloggers been failing me so this long overdue post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7XT5JSruQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OcJ9_lffvSU/s1600/tamil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7XT5JSruQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OcJ9_lffvSU/s320/tamil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455499502329510146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         --Photo courtsy of Kassandra Loretta Joan:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo sooo happy taking pics wif celebrities :D i bet the security guard over there will never forget us cause we were like crazy ppl was at the reception area for like 30 min asking them to take pics wif us!!! Found the show quite short but fun and exciting nevertheless. was really a new experience cause we saw how the went on nad off stage and so forth. Since is was free seating at first they showed us to the gallery part, then later they shifted us downstairs not sure which has a better view though cause at the gallery the safety rail blocks the view a bit bottom no view blocking. Met ppl at hougang interchange suppose to be 6.30 but in the end like 7 only everybody came. Took 74 and had a really fun journey in the non-air-con bus!! can u believe it it was actually better then air-con bus! reach there like almost 8 then settled in and complained about waiting time.after show after photo taking, left at like 11. took 74 back home, was last to get down. nus,rita and sangeetha got droped by nus,kass nisha daruni and eshwari took cab. so sha,ambika,kom,suguna and i took bus back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6249555831859873235?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6249555831859873235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6249555831859873235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/03/jhvghv.html' title='Tamila Tamila:)'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7XT5JSruQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OcJ9_lffvSU/s72-c/tamil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4487246932265383761</id><published>2010-03-31T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:05:09.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7M6Xzt9LqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2zaxFDeCmM/s1600/woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7M6Xzt9LqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2zaxFDeCmM/s320/woods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454767754370166434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Have been feeling so tired, lack of time. yet i stay back everyday to do revision and homework cause i noe if i go home i'll just waste my time. never once tried my new found time without cca at home. plan to make a daily appaerance at the TOLC room...haha its tough comepetiton betewwn me and georgina hahahaha tmr going out as friday's good friday so its a holiday. going to tmaila tamila a show at caldecott broadcast centre. hope to have fun.... as usual ferarri worries me by not eating his food, i noe he prefers rice and milk but he still needs proper nutrition and htere is still one bag of smelly food anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and if u ever have the trouble of deciding where to go or where to eat simple, jus scissor, paper, stone it :) byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4487246932265383761?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4487246932265383761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4487246932265383761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/03/milk.html' title='Milk:)'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S7M6Xzt9LqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d2zaxFDeCmM/s72-c/woods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2097521220925281199</id><published>2010-02-18T03:39:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:22:49.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S6IM_H3evrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C-vQjKqk12U/s1600-h/the-covenant-box-cover-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S6IM_H3evrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C-vQjKqk12U/s320/the-covenant-box-cover-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449932777654763186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the most &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;undefinable yet paradoxical&lt;/span&gt; of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past even while we attempt to define it, and, like the flash of lightning, at once exists and expires.  ~Charles &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Caleb &lt;/span&gt;Colton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Due to somebody im here blogging......so far my holiday has been mundane and normal, nothing exciting-like homework done-to celebrate about. Went to ssp's which was followed by a trip to hm. now i feel like dying. oh ya i jus finished watching Transformers:revenge of the fallen&lt;/span&gt;the first thing thtat &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;struck my mind when i saw the words 'revenge of the fallen'&lt;/span&gt; was Legion. which i've yet to see but i bet is really good cause lots of people die in it :O  i am temporarily interested in &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fallen celestial beings&lt;/span&gt; namely fallen angles. ya so hi DATI happy now?? i blogged about complete crap.im suppose to do my english.............haizzzby&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;e enjoy your holiday better than mine ppl!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2097521220925281199?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2097521220925281199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2097521220925281199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-is-most-undefinable-yet.html' title='Time'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S6IM_H3evrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C-vQjKqk12U/s72-c/the-covenant-box-cover-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-796807137689172770</id><published>2010-02-18T03:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T03:33:28.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S5YxIktjWhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tC3f5GFzkDE/s1600-h/P2200049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446594822714645010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S5YxIktjWhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tC3f5GFzkDE/s320/P2200049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was thinking if you can really judge a person by the friends who surround them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'tell me who your friends are i'll tell you what kind of person you are' a quote i read... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean you can never really know if the person's pretending or just &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; happy there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes friends mould you to be a better person or maybe you mould them, but in moulding them you have the tiny longing and hope they would do the same for you. For my friends: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Safe keep my heart, cause its precious'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-796807137689172770?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/796807137689172770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/796807137689172770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S5YxIktjWhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tC3f5GFzkDE/s72-c/P2200049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5949637601912942296</id><published>2010-02-18T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T03:40:16.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S30nBvHjq8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ga-BBKurMUQ/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439546835714943938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S30nBvHjq8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ga-BBKurMUQ/s320/DSC00116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely nails!!!!!!!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5949637601912942296?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5949637601912942296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5949637601912942296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/nail.html' title='nail'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S30nBvHjq8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ga-BBKurMUQ/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4650160797294524014</id><published>2010-02-13T03:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:18:26.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I had jus watched the trailer for legion, then i changed my MSN name to fallen, was looking for a suitable pic. wheni found this i was like, this is freking nice, perfect,wat i wanted. its like an evil angel in black. What i really like is that the face is pretty blur so there's nothing to digress about&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aX0Y04LgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gICaWRq7L8M/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437700526369680898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aX0Y04LgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gICaWRq7L8M/s320/angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aXoqa1hiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WZUuOcE_yHw/s1600-h/6334_6516564458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437700324933862946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aXoqa1hiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WZUuOcE_yHw/s320/6334_6516564458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the wan i bet is fantastic, i do really really like the story line.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aXWW0PeGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DfprYzLC8qY/s1600-h/valentines+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437700010434066530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aXWW0PeGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DfprYzLC8qY/s320/valentines+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the one im gonna watch also the wan wif the horrible review......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4650160797294524014?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4650160797294524014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4650160797294524014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/pics.html' title='pics :)'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/S3aX0Y04LgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gICaWRq7L8M/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-833614587215941825</id><published>2010-02-13T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T03:50:38.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>Finally break time, for CNY hols&lt;br /&gt;was super lazy and tired the whole week. delayed  my compo/letter till wed/thur.&lt;br /&gt;today i spent my time painting my&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;nails &lt;/span&gt;wif the mint green(LOve!) colour&lt;/span&gt; i bought at the fcae shop. however the quality of the nail polish is pretty crappy. i fel its too watrery and does not stick well. got it on but finally.&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; upload pic another time as am angry at bro. the bloody basterd jus stole my speaker wire, then wat am i suppose to use. first he stole my charger. all casue he can't keep things back and&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; ferrari bits them. tue going to orchard wif dati and serafina to see valentine's day!. but jus read a review that said the movie&lt;/span&gt; was not nice as had too many famous ppl. haizzz would rather watch percy jackson and the lightning theif but hten they wan watch V day so nvm la. i aso wanted to watch. so waiting for tat. Now i'm hoping i don waste my hols and actually do some revision. needa buck up on my poetry currently dying there. see you sooooooon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-833614587215941825?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/833614587215941825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/833614587215941825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4126000287569302053</id><published>2010-02-05T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T03:41:19.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>from the lack of posts you shd realise how busy i've been. then still have class on sat. the second week of ch was complete torture.........it was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cca carnival so was going home at 7+ everyday&lt;/span&gt; super duper tired. on wed or was it mon, was seriously pissed off at ppl but had to keep mu cool thus ins ch the other ppl around me suffered sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the latest, tmr got some frens going debate thingy wanted to go but got maths remidial so........somemore mdm kaur will die wan.now feeling happy cause im staring at my &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mint green&lt;/span&gt; cup from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ikea.....:) so happy&lt;/span&gt;. so then today had a-mth test i don think will do well in. was like super excited tat the other test got 9/14 kay! now like gone...........so have been constantly looking at my bro's JAe book, the now changed my mind of first chioce course. but need bloody 9 can!!!!!!!!!! can ah if i buck up eng and hums now!&lt;br /&gt;then as usual my class has drama written all over it. first we were angry we got 'dumped' again stupid small &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;class. then 2 days no-air con no fan somemore damm. now&lt;/span&gt; cause of stupis ppl and stupid things my seat changed to near the bloody air-con. its like freking cold can!? one good point, can like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;finally understand e-math&lt;/span&gt;. a-math is really gone.... was reflecting is it the teachers or just me?? wait till CT see how many pass then can noe.&gt;and can u believe MR toh is the V-P im like wth! when found out in hols.... ppl are now saying after we leave then lkk is leaving????.was &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"damm it" at first then realised toh might take over so then was "heng ah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year got co-form teacher spencer queck like wierd fella his most fav phrase? --"use it or lose it!" &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;reply: lose it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so imma gonaa go lost nowwwwwwwwwwwwww byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4126000287569302053?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4126000287569302053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4126000287569302053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2100911746711203361</id><published>2010-01-16T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:56:04.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from camp</title><content type='html'>hi!!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;finally imma back from camp wif  lil injury....still hurts. now hoping my frens who got sick are getting better. so hui min, nisha and angeline......get better soon kay? ya so lovin my home, especially my tolilet wif 0 mozzies. adn the mozzie bites are itching like hell.&gt;i scratch till its a wound liao now its pain...today just wasted the day slp-ing here and there.tmr mus pack bag chek if got hw got a funny feeling have math hw. haizz its mdm kaur how can don do???/now i mus say on this so-called-motivation camp, the trainer kept saying we hvae bonded and are united as one, i just felt like laughing, cause once we're back in sch some things jus won changei also learnt  stuff bt my frens.like how its not nice to slp next to nisha. heehee&gt; tat kass is always gonna need my help. and  my jie walks very slow..and hi mag obviously you will never read this ya  but to say at first i liked u then hated u then at the end like u again &gt; complicated but then ttats how it was&lt;br /&gt;loveeeee and bye peeeeeeeeps wish me luck on my hw!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2100911746711203361?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2100911746711203361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2100911746711203361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-from-camp.html' title='back from camp'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4841915744537920493</id><published>2009-12-31T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:47:51.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>short post kay&lt;br /&gt;next day will be a new year and i feel like laughing cause of my one handed typing&lt;br /&gt;so advanced  happy new year!!!!!!!!!! kay this is really too short next year or tmr gonna change blogskin got sick of this one already.......&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ferrari :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4841915744537920493?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4841915744537920493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4841915744537920493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8136552090940839953</id><published>2009-12-30T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:51:16.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alvin and the chipmunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szswe1ipBBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HcTw3EgNIUE/s1600-h/img_1263170_24170_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420979882797106194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szswe1ipBBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HcTw3EgNIUE/s320/img_1263170_24170_8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alvin and the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;chipmunks 2&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so today went to watch alvin and the chipmunks2 at cathay amk wif my jie, only thing going through my mind is that we saw the relief teacher at the opp bus stop and i was like" he's so lucky he's in the opp bus stop not wif us or else i confirm stare a lot wan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So now back to the start, i reached there first and went to buy the tickets first. You will not believe the queue its was like so long, all the queue's were so its like super packed! and there was so many ppl waiting to go in so it was messy and chaotic. The worst thing after the movie the queue was even longer but more neat and organised. The movie was nice, except some ppl just had to keep laughing an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;d saying"siao". &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SPOILERS HERE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it started with the concert in the trailer where dave gets hurt, then their aunt goes to the hospital so some guy named toby takes care of them crappily. they get shipped off to sch(how dare he complain bt 8'o'clock sch!) as they get into trouble they are asked to represent the sch in some music contest. the chippttes find evan? to get famous like the chipmunks. as usual he locks them in a cage then alvin after being a complete jerk! he save the chippttes they all do the contest and win. it ends with alvin inviting them to stay and alvin causing dave to get injured Again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ya so that's it and im pretty sure there's gonna be a 3 movie and it lasted bt 2hour+oh ya i forgot to mention cause of hte long queue we wanted to go inside nad buy popsorn hte counter said its open but the guy inside siad it opens at 3!!! like WTH!! so my hands were so bored, lucky i had water to keep me hydrated, but would have preferrd FOOd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8136552090940839953?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8136552090940839953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8136552090940839953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/alvin-and-chipmunks.html' title='alvin and the chipmunks'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szswe1ipBBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HcTw3EgNIUE/s72-c/img_1263170_24170_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2252583741887922596</id><published>2009-12-25T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:48:33.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szsv4Q6EreI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hQfjcVvr38o/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420979220128247266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szsv4Q6EreI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hQfjcVvr38o/s320/christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; christmas &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;was here............and ya its gone yet the christmas feel is still around YaY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;now i feel like singing carols. Went to the&lt;/span&gt; spice queen for lunch wif my uncles and cousins and cousins in laws. i think the fodd was so-so. then went to my uncles house for "tea" thta's putting it mildly. after sipping &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;hot tea with awkward conversations then fought for the ferror roche?. as usual played a game of carrom. its so wierd to see everyone all&lt;/span&gt; grown up. but then as usual no one's rite for me..... too young, too old, boy nth to talk about.wierd situations, but had heck lot of fun observing them. yes i&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; noe its a stupid thing to do, i mean for pete's sake its a family gathering! its christmas! its a party!&gt; believe me i know.now listning to avril lavigne's complicated. yes its nice like why invent a-math to complicate&lt;/span&gt; life huh??ahhhh that reminds me its like 8/7 days to school!!!!!!!! aahhhhhhhhhhh gonna die, need work on eng, ss, math, tamil soo many many things its like no time...........................its a case of full blown panic!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i better leave,, its dangerous for me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANGER PANIC ZONE DO NOT READ DEPRESSING MATERIAL&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420979216406271762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szsv4DCr1xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DYCtAJUSN2k/s320/mickey-christmas-santa-wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2252583741887922596?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2252583741887922596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2252583741887922596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Szsv4Q6EreI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hQfjcVvr38o/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3480183653994459456</id><published>2009-12-21T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:50:03.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying</title><content type='html'>well its now 21 dec so close to christmas. Days have been boring, and i've been trying to treasure my time. next year i 'm gonna die. have got a lot to improve on. A lot. Now wishing everyone Advance &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;. and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;usaiba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;advance &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;. and to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;neice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;advance &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO&lt;/span&gt;!both b-days on same day. tmr going to sch for briefing. then 23 have sec 1 registration. hope to have fun, so far to me only shavidya coming.. Pls i noe its a bit bad but i hope got &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;very little probation prefects&lt;/span&gt; coming so that i don have anyone to take care of and instead can join in somewhere.  LOL i still remember the fun i had seeing all the new sec 1 names, then evaluating the classes. Just to say something&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; " i was trying to fly but i couldn't find my wings but you came along and changed everything" I just hope so far in your&lt;/span&gt; life you met at least one person who can make such a difference in your life. I think i have not met that person, but then maybe incidents can change that.Now i'm just looking forward to all the nice christmas carol shows on tv i especially love the disney mickey mouse version. so nice so nice.&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeee. September&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3480183653994459456?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3480183653994459456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3480183653994459456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/flying.html' title='flying'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1453833030655374915</id><published>2009-12-09T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:13:20.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anything else left to say. Was super excited wif davinya whenever jacob/taylor came........I was really angry though how could dakota fanning have like only 3mins of screen time. And yes &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i do feel like killing bella/kirsten for ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; kissing him, though in eclipse they do. But really enjoyed it. It was not draggy like some ppl said though that maybe due to the fact i read the book. The ending on the other hand really had ppl going "what?" Well for one its not suppose to end like that and its also too cliched. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now points to note&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; jane's brother is cute, so is &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;werewolves, embry&lt;/span&gt; and jared. Thinking back embry and jared did look pretty thin compared to sam,but hey no one could top jacob :D I am looking forward to eclipse mainly cause there's gonna be some fighting....&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The next anticipated movie(for me that is) is alvin and the chipmunks 2. They roped in the chippttes. Whom starred with them in an animated&lt;/span&gt; movie of going around the world.  Feel like i'm doing some sort of review *chuckle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1453833030655374915?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1453833030655374915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1453833030655374915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='new moon'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8366104747206455767</id><published>2009-11-25T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:51:13.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashbacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FLASHBACKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i feel so sad when i have flashbacks, because they might have been fun times but maybe they don't last maybe relationships dissolve when the fun does. Kassandra i believed you, took your word try not to disappoint me okay. I am just plain sick and tired of being disappointed. Or are my expectations just too high? Couldn't i just enjoy a little portion of what you have? Is that too much to ask, that you had to crash it all down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8366104747206455767?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8366104747206455767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8366104747206455767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/flashbacks.html' title='flashbacks'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2769660192886328938</id><published>2009-11-25T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:39:24.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>ouch ouch ouch...........&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder pain neck pain arm pain.... Usuallu ppl go cycling thigh pain i got pain everywhere else. Yesterday &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;went to pulau ubin wif my cousins&lt;/span&gt;. We rented bikes and cycled around. Lots of down and ups. And injuries. So lucky govind never crash into me or else i kana worse than him now. he got one hole in his elbow and many scrapes. Krithi aso got injured ltr. We saw many thing, lizard wild boar snake. One&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; nice view was at the quarry&lt;/span&gt; yet to be opened. but heck care they left a gap in the fence anyway. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WOW the water was like turquiose&lt;/span&gt;. Then we walked the bridge walk thingy. i and krithi saw this leafless tree and it looked amazing there in the water. Reminded me of the&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; chronicles of narnia&lt;/span&gt;. lols then walked up to the tower nice and windy also had a great view.then cycled back. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Took 109 and bus-ed home. Reached home around7. Though&lt;/span&gt; the above details are not in order. Enjoyed the day but must say the ubin mosquitoes are skilled. I did not even know they were near me. now suddenly got so many mosquitoes bites&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;scratch scratch&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;  Tomorrow is the 26th of november my brother getting his PSLE results. And my cousin-krithi and my cousin-in-law. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enjoy this warm&lt;/span&gt; day peeps byeeeeeeeeee &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2769660192886328938?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2769660192886328938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2769660192886328938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6495902304993636253</id><published>2009-11-16T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:21:38.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of job search:&lt;br /&gt;Report:_________________&lt;br /&gt;ooooops so today dati, jolene n jie fly off to hanoi,vietnam. too bad i cannot join them. for now i have sci supp n extra maths supp to look to. i think i want to go get a job for the holidays then i can spend spend and spend! with out guilt. Today went to return my library book shten went serangoon to find a new bird. Got one budgie in blue. damm he can bite hard. Haizz now got no one, i want to go&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; watch 2012&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe i ask my cousins. hmmmmmm but for now i got one job, gorge on all the pineapple tarts!!!!!!. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6495902304993636253?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6495902304993636253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6495902304993636253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-1.html' title='day 1'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8684913851228562400</id><published>2009-11-12T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T04:56:19.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>morningg</title><content type='html'>Morning peeps. woke up at 11. so nice to slp in. fast day but was doing nothing actually. haizzzzzzzzzz tmr got a-math re exam. bit lame la. wasting paper and time, cause i cannot pass wan. Either way i did not study as i jus rmbr-ed.good nite................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8684913851228562400?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8684913851228562400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8684913851228562400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/morningg.html' title='morningg'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2455383784555166469</id><published>2009-11-11T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T04:53:43.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally change my blogskin. so hard to find another wan i like. All because the images went burst.Yesterday was hui min's birthday celebration so sweet. I first meet jie go mac do the present. after that went to plazasing eat seoul garden for lunch wif hui min her bf jolene and jie. Is okay la but for ppl like me  buffet style eating cannot wan. Cause i will waste my money by eating too little. Then travelled to east coast park(stupid bus driver) Then walk and walk and walk. Cause the smat hui min book pit #39 so far away. then after rest a while. i as usual go wet my feet. Arghhhhhh why de hell too rush in de morning i go wear jeans. damm it. Then cycled after jun jie and angeline come we started the bbq. Angeline so pro she keep bossing ppl around till hui min tell her to do work. but not bad angeline really did work. hten we took shifts cooking the food. and htere was so much food. after that we cut cake and angeline smash cake in ppl face. since hui min was so dirty we dumped her in the sea after that she go  bathe. then went home........ jie's father drop us halfway. Once on bus only i realise they took my ez-link for the stupid bike never return!!!. so i jus go in lor never pay./ Once home go bathe then slp. so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2455383784555166469?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2455383784555166469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2455383784555166469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8098524410666370446</id><published>2009-11-08T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T06:23:51.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SvbT9LtAyNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zFxocbeCswI/s1600-h/PICT0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401737851144554706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SvbT9LtAyNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zFxocbeCswI/s320/PICT0310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloo amigo's i'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fun filled week had to come to an end. Not all the experiences sweet but nevertheless enjoyed. The last day was tiring and slow. The excitement of taking photos of everything had slowed. The flight was torturous how can anybody sleep on a plane? its impossible unless you don't mind really bad neck pains. But one thing i learned aisle seats are horrible cause its harder to find a comfortable position then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of my ranting then. The picture above was one of the sights on the bus ride. So amazing. And it took so long to load it up. So i will not post all the photos i took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8098524410666370446?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8098524410666370446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8098524410666370446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SvbT9LtAyNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zFxocbeCswI/s72-c/PICT0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2891237793093142961</id><published>2009-11-07T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:29:00.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;September/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people'ts mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves sports, leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2891237793093142961?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2891237793093142961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2891237793093142961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2393935310808305039</id><published>2009-10-29T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:50:40.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>passport</title><content type='html'>bye bye peepo's&lt;br /&gt;i will not be around for the next week. So have fun without me at all the remidediation programmes. And let's see now i feel wierd.could be because of the cup noodles i just ate but i don't think so. Funny feeling in the pit of my stomach really wierd. Maybe scareed or too excited about the trip. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It less then 24 hours away!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So done my packing, just waiting for my phone to charge finish. Will be taking lots of photos. And for my group the official photgrpaher is Kassandra. Oops forgot kassandra's stapler again which reminds me i need to take the pillow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminders ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;Bring thermometer and&lt;br /&gt;the tie and&lt;br /&gt;and the booklet&lt;br /&gt;And DO NOT BE LATE&lt;br /&gt;Report at  terminal 2 at 6.15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2393935310808305039?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2393935310808305039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2393935310808305039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/passport.html' title='passport'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1675386298114226877</id><published>2009-10-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:41:01.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;                               Happy birthday Jie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my jie's birthday. The &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh-so-nice looking cake had us fooled&lt;/span&gt;. Cause it tasted like crap, no offence but i guess it was because i do not like cheese/cheesecake. i suspected the oreo cake we bought had cheese in it after the first bite. But then even jie said it tasted like crap, but cannot listen to her as she do not even like cake.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Early morning saw nisha sleeping in class*oops*[maybe too tired cause i asked her to pack her bag:( ]&lt;/span&gt;then went to find kassandra to give her, her birthday present, subway cookies uniqued(don noe if such a word exists)by me!.K'ay so after dati come i showed the cake around.haha. then when leaving for flag-raising/duty we hid the cake on the teacher table chair pushed in. then put on dati's chair after the rest came in. First period was literature, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mrs V was not around so at around 8.20 when JK was busy killing jie's fingers dati and serafina lit the candles and i offed the lights!. Then i started singing "happy birthday".&lt;/span&gt; After the awkward"oh....oooh" she setteld down for photos.--cutting the cake,group--then as i did JK nails jie took photo off the "tortured" worker and Client.lols.Then went for biology did nothing much just listened to mrs Queck while &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i polished my nails to look like glistening marble floors.&lt;/span&gt;Then SS miss loi was talking about our future and what we should aim for. For english we went to the computer lab to do some survey.Recess was oddly slow. Cd was kind of quiet until miss poon came in early to teach maths. i do not know why but as soon as she started teaching sleep seems to overcome me. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Was staring at kassandra and nisha nicely sleeping there. &lt;/span&gt;Sorry miss poon i am seriously and not trying to offend you but its freaky the way sleep comes to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;take me when you are around. Then sat around with jeffery, davinya, see kei ,darishini and ying qing. Played pathetic UNO. Then left to find kassandra for the meeting. after the meeting went to cca.&lt;/span&gt;After cca talked to kassandra bt something then rushed to compass to meet my mum. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bought my food and the bro's then reached home with super tired hands. And of course i and to open the gate/door myself la.&lt;/span&gt; what did you think, for once they would show pity?think again.&lt;br /&gt;k'ay talked to my sis. so now going,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1675386298114226877?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1675386298114226877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1675386298114226877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4291448363432803544</id><published>2009-10-23T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T05:17:51.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crap</title><content type='html'>yesterday was soo fun... i went in to *the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;k'ay so it looked like crap, n still figuring how the hell the window cracked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but went home alone after the rehearsal but was feeling okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today was the complete crap day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whole day spent in hall so hot. i already felt like had fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cocc was fine, n see&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; kai keep tellin me"don fall k'ay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i like"its such a freking short distance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and felt so sorry to hear bt hui min Don worry k'ay&lt;br /&gt; see kei say she wait for me change&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly after hui qi return me my wallett&lt;br /&gt;they r going compass togehter!!?? i tot they was probs between them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm hui qi is always on and off like this never serious never permenant.&lt;br /&gt;then ask jeff pei wo go the room return de mask&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;tat went home alone(again) n i felt so sick i wanted to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;stupid fever/flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;before tat..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;wen dati hse discuss/ finish her water supply(haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at home blogging-8.14 pm&lt;br /&gt;still flued tmr is a busy day&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;to:PENGUIN I DON KNOW YOU STOP STALKING ME(kiddin la most prob is i stalk her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4291448363432803544?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4291448363432803544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4291448363432803544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/crap.html' title='crap'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7154108384080982079</id><published>2009-10-21T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:31:50.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/St7GYPLqltI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9xhtwFIQ47o/s1600-h/P1020208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394967523331053266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/St7GYPLqltI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9xhtwFIQ47o/s200/P1020208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally got the pictures from nusaiba.......&lt;br /&gt;(from top)Nusaiba, rita,me!,vishnu,karthik,komathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7154108384080982079?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7154108384080982079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7154108384080982079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/St7GYPLqltI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9xhtwFIQ47o/s72-c/P1020208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4697304365331059732</id><published>2009-10-17T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:44:25.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>julie/julia</title><content type='html'>Finally finished julie and julia&lt;br /&gt;pretty dissappointing the first part took till&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;200 pgs before it got interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cannot believe school's gonna end soon. it'll end30  i tink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;new blog skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;new tagbox colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new songs&lt;br /&gt;i changed the sking cause the old wan wen crazy&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to change the colour so it suits better&lt;br /&gt;and MINT &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GREEN!!!!! my favv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;then ya the songs suddenly seemed irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and i really need the "get up" attitude now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;--(for my pathetic excues for a subject-&lt;/span&gt;a-math)&lt;br /&gt;either mon or tue wan go vivio finding ppl&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4697304365331059732?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4697304365331059732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4697304365331059732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/juliejulia.html' title='julie/julia'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8302949818521614426</id><published>2009-10-17T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:30:42.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/StlyhhLcgjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHcYIH9yg9Y/s1600-h/fireflies+in++jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393467948920504882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/StlyhhLcgjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHcYIH9yg9Y/s200/fireflies+in++jar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool fire flies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8302949818521614426?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8302949818521614426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8302949818521614426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/cool-fire-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/StlyhhLcgjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHcYIH9yg9Y/s72-c/fireflies+in++jar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4007019043483544221</id><published>2009-10-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:15:36.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sorry guys i cannot make it for the library thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;one i have to get vaccinated then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i will be in india i tot i could come bck and at least watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nvm plan to help lots during practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;byeeee n enjoy ur long weekend ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4007019043483544221?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4007019043483544221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4007019043483544221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-557665274692310086</id><published>2009-10-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:12:23.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>offcially</title><content type='html'>i am officially crazy.. today was the last paper-A-math&lt;br /&gt;and i went in calmly came out the same&lt;br /&gt;not that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i did fantastically well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but its good to know my efforts have been wasted AGAin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;nayway now i shall concentrate on my india trip....;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exicited&lt;br /&gt;jus now help my mum put up the curtains and bedsheets....&lt;br /&gt;my rom is so bright now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;and i really love the curtain-ladybugs lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;k'ay i really freak dati out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every a-math exam i sit there and do like so easy wan.&lt;br /&gt;i look over she so hurried and concentration on her face&lt;br /&gt;listning to no one.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh i cannot go online i tried like 10 times&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing keep failing........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-557665274692310086?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/557665274692310086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/557665274692310086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/offcially.html' title='offcially'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6948273089754526734</id><published>2009-09-25T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T05:33:26.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar</title><content type='html'>this week avatar ruled.....&lt;br /&gt;weee the so called'best' eps&lt;br /&gt;gt the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blood bending&lt;/span&gt; and the black sun&lt;br /&gt;todayw as so fun see kitara and taph&lt;br /&gt;bend so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(sry but this post oni for those who watch/understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hmmmm yesterday missed PROJECT RUNWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really shd not watch tv nay more!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;got exams coming&lt;br /&gt;" pls help me find the self-control  and will to study!"&lt;br /&gt;i cannot fail my a-maths this time..........i will cry again&lt;br /&gt;then i will lose every single hope i had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; And to :JIE, DATI, PENGUIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for helping me in my maths...&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i can always count on u ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6948273089754526734?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6948273089754526734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6948273089754526734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/avatar.html' title='avatar'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8792948268796179458</id><published>2009-09-25T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T05:27:51.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers</title><content type='html'>Wow&lt;br /&gt;todaywas so busy&lt;br /&gt;helped at the flower and food store&lt;br /&gt;so busy sia then flowers all sold out....&lt;br /&gt;still can get pre-orders for tues collection&lt;br /&gt;wow sky really love flowers&lt;br /&gt;but sad thing....made many ppl angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;-MR TOH IS SO MEAN-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he say they cannot keep the profit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he wan bbq for 4e5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i don care if they really have we go crash......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like come on they are the ones standing there the&lt;br /&gt;whole day selling stuff he did nth&lt;br /&gt;nayway not like i would get anything&lt;br /&gt;Feel like &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;crap today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go slp wanted wake up at 4 in the end 5.30&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhh waste my time.... then&lt;br /&gt;i got &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;jet lag so cannot go temple.&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted go.......maybe could have seen them&lt;br /&gt;its been ages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8792948268796179458?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8792948268796179458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8792948268796179458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/flowers.html' title='flowers'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6151865238269470881</id><published>2009-09-19T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:52:58.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drama</title><content type='html'>Yesterday during english finished the sea otter presentation&lt;br /&gt;then a-math continued on matrices then moved to binomial theorem&lt;br /&gt;very confusing the theorem&lt;br /&gt;ss diid the ireland paper in grp&lt;br /&gt;i did a lot-as usual&lt;br /&gt;tehn after that follwed hui qi home took the stuff&lt;br /&gt;suppose to meet nisha at compass&lt;br /&gt;but then change to meet them at school&lt;br /&gt;went to see the drama&lt;br /&gt;wow very wierd seeing all those ppl in home clothes&lt;br /&gt;Very good drama...very funny...no changing of scenes, simple props&lt;br /&gt;but very effective. So can see that the speech did all the jobs&lt;br /&gt;had me laughing a lot...&lt;br /&gt;took pictures wif nus cam so mus wait for her.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6151865238269470881?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6151865238269470881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6151865238269470881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/drama.html' title='drama'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-74504784675643518</id><published>2009-09-16T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:29:08.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cca</title><content type='html'>First: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank You Shavidya! And Nisha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so much for the presents, shavidya u did a good jobs wif the strawberries&lt;br /&gt;very nice and sweett&lt;br /&gt;Today there was no drama,wen prefect meeting then go cca&lt;br /&gt;so fun we had to do a mime thing&lt;br /&gt;my gp got darishini see kei and ying qing&lt;br /&gt;we got singapore idol sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;funniest was jeff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he got shoe shop hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;awww so sad while we waiting 4 mrs V&lt;br /&gt;davinya sprain her ankle(tripping over faris leg)&lt;br /&gt;we got ice pack massage her ankle the whole works then she also got nuts&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kheyton was the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;her father come pick her up(big shocker happened)&lt;br /&gt;then wen home and her i am....&lt;br /&gt;Got a-math hw and tamil ws fri going ulu pandan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-74504784675643518?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/74504784675643518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/74504784675643518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/cca.html' title='cca'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4110018095790962740</id><published>2009-09-14T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T04:06:34.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>weel back to sch first day just reached home&lt;br /&gt;had prefect meeting the&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatly like mins of cca&lt;br /&gt;i tried to go to the room today but&lt;br /&gt;cannot find mrs V but i told her wed i wan go&lt;br /&gt;today a-math started on matrices &lt;br /&gt;hmmm so far okay but as usual &lt;br /&gt;cannot rmbr very easily wan&lt;br /&gt;while waiting sat wif see kei davinya and kutti&lt;br /&gt;and tnks to davinya i mrbr the game we played with mrs V in the haven&lt;br /&gt;the murder game: May i take ur coat sir?&lt;br /&gt;(only for those who know)&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of admin work to clear&lt;br /&gt;(4 prefects) i still haven collect $$&lt;br /&gt;N miss neo say 'i don like drag $$ issue'&lt;br /&gt;haizz why ppl keep saying no $$!!!! and confirm chee kin never help me collect&lt;br /&gt;frm upper sec&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's highlight!:&lt;br /&gt;chem-go lab 4 experiment&lt;br /&gt;i do wif siti but cannot complete&lt;br /&gt;cause each person supose to do themself&lt;br /&gt;diff ex but then.........&lt;br /&gt;hui min and jie on same table&lt;br /&gt;they boil hte 'crystals' until got lot&lt;br /&gt;of smoke and the thing splatter they don dare go &lt;br /&gt;near off.......&lt;br /&gt;today inhaled a lot of smoke&lt;br /&gt;but nayway even before start i &lt;br /&gt;feel like i cannot breath/keep coughing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4110018095790962740?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4110018095790962740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4110018095790962740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes.html' title='back'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3999534156107022990</id><published>2009-09-07T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:13:17.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskin</title><content type='html'>Finally after like&lt;br /&gt;3 days managed to change my blogskin&lt;br /&gt;as usual cannot see posts and etc. problemos&lt;br /&gt;now mus go chnage my tagbox colour&lt;br /&gt;but my songs are new ha finally&lt;br /&gt;today was  a busy day&lt;br /&gt;new things came.......&lt;br /&gt;and yet no progrss in my mountain of homework&lt;br /&gt;Hmm homework list:&lt;br /&gt;Tamil-2compo&lt;br /&gt;Amath-i tink have&lt;br /&gt;Bio-she forget give&lt;br /&gt;chem-ha din see her face&lt;br /&gt;eng- as if mr gvain's too kind&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that's all let me know if have naything else pls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3999534156107022990?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3999534156107022990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3999534156107022990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogskin.html' title='blogskin'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7003232441531802914</id><published>2009-09-05T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T05:41:26.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>oh'kay the ppl who regularly change their&lt;br /&gt;blog songs are good&gt; i find it so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;heck i don even wan to change my blogskin&lt;br /&gt;even&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; if i find a reallynice one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;so i must say though the music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;of Taylor swift's you belong with me is very nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;love the whole song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched kanthasamy on wait...........tuesday&lt;br /&gt;teachers day so it was pretty long la&lt;br /&gt;but the storyline not so bad but the songs were nice&lt;br /&gt;especially -&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;excuse me Mr knathasamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln and hitler two very different souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i noticced a couple of things lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that most quotes are too easy to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went compass then i walk past best denki&lt;br /&gt;got one sign say"give in to nothing but temptation" or "resist everything&lt;br /&gt;except temptation" so nayway the only thing to resist/give in to is&lt;br /&gt;temptation&lt;br /&gt;like wat givn in to me!?&lt;br /&gt;bye to much crap liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bye baskets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7003232441531802914?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7003232441531802914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7003232441531802914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5648452399236432358</id><published>2009-08-27T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:25:37.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>investiture</title><content type='html'>today was investiture&lt;br /&gt;was not so nervous but got slip up a but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but felt so cool put notes in pocket and go there stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can see denzel jai jun shocked....&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally one major thing over still got&lt;br /&gt;other stuff to do&lt;br /&gt;congrats!&lt;br /&gt;so after investiture waited till 4 for missneo to print poem&lt;br /&gt;but sian in the end she never print so i come home then re-send the thing&lt;br /&gt;after that went compass&lt;br /&gt;saw syafiq hee hee i read his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;anyway he left first not fair(but he waited longer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home was so tired.things so heavy&lt;br /&gt;(cause i took home the hooks)&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;watch  hotel for dogs so fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;then now i'm here ltr then read chosen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sry Dati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm taking so long been too busy&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You've made me tear so many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How did i survive so long i ask myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so insignificant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you ever see what i really am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5648452399236432358?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5648452399236432358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5648452399236432358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/investiture.html' title='investiture'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8135980827137051146</id><published>2009-08-26T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:42:43.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week</title><content type='html'>k this week sucked&lt;br /&gt;so busy wif so many things to do&lt;br /&gt;class-tee presents&lt;br /&gt;don noe but jie is wierd cause&lt;br /&gt;\i tell don follow me to minitoons&lt;br /&gt;on tue i tink&lt;br /&gt;then she say she wan come.....&lt;br /&gt;i was like man i tink i'm wasting precious time&lt;br /&gt;and look at her.&lt;br /&gt;so tmr is hte big day the investiture&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the emcee and asst. head of discipline&lt;br /&gt;damm i wan be asst. secretary&lt;br /&gt;nvm Jia yo Bi Hsin&lt;br /&gt;So tmr still mus do some present things&lt;br /&gt;bye very tires le&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8135980827137051146?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8135980827137051146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8135980827137051146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/week.html' title='week'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1357294748900678032</id><published>2009-08-25T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:16:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo been busy today&lt;br /&gt;went to sch, rivervale mall then hm&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm i jus want to sleep and read chosen &lt;br /&gt;so badly&lt;br /&gt;have to wwait i guess&lt;br /&gt;today while jie calling the outlets&lt;br /&gt;my head damm pain and i felt so dizzy&lt;br /&gt;oh shit fri still gt a-math test&lt;br /&gt;bu bye&lt;br /&gt;and rmbr to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Smile today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1357294748900678032?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1357294748900678032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1357294748900678032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/hellooo-been-busy-today-went-to-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2005796099918970886</id><published>2009-08-22T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:33:01.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>council</title><content type='html'>Today morning had council rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;for the investituire on thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;wal lao ask us come at 8 start at 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;nvm at least i got see kei's blazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;and somemore full dress rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;after that went compass wif jie, nisha nad shavidya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate mac at bk&lt;br /&gt;and seriously bk is soo comfy i could jus sleep there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;HI NISHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;random thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;after that went hm wif jie to find the present thingies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The met wif ming tong and jia sing at plaza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;yes to find more'inspiration' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause miss neo say the t-shirt thing not 'relevent,meaningful'&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;did not understand its meaningful cause its our hard work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;yes we planned to iron on the wordds ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k very long post already&lt;br /&gt;we went here and there, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;subsequently(highlight)&lt;/span&gt; i w&lt;br /&gt;went to kovan&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As a result of(highlight)&lt;/span&gt; having nothign more&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;find i bus-ed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most prob its gonna be the keychain..&lt;br /&gt;aso decided presents for other teachers!&lt;br /&gt;bye got to soak my tired feett~&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2005796099918970886?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2005796099918970886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2005796099918970886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/council.html' title='council'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7243808935035392963</id><published>2009-08-22T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:24:07.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>k this was one busy weeks got my papers bck&lt;br /&gt;form common test...&gt; hee..hee&lt;br /&gt;i got A1 for science i got 43.5/50 for bio&lt;br /&gt;then my chem was good(thankfully)&lt;br /&gt;i tot i might fail after teh new cher came in&lt;br /&gt;tehnas usual my a-mths no nid to talk&lt;br /&gt;since miss poon went hospital(regretfully)&lt;br /&gt;no maths back ss still marking so is lit&lt;br /&gt;Had my first cca with kayten and it sucked&lt;br /&gt;i really don like him and i wan Mrs V back!&lt;br /&gt;he and his"i'm russian" junk.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7243808935035392963?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7243808935035392963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7243808935035392963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-960872280352868637</id><published>2009-08-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:57:29.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>today got back bio paper nad one conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i get A1 for my science!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myself, i'm 2nd for bio tied wif sufiyah(sry if wrong sp)&lt;br /&gt;and ya the first is................my jie&lt;br /&gt;so dissapointing she&lt;br /&gt;cheat&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; me until like that but nvm oni 1.5 mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tmr got lit but hrm hrm hrm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the finalist result out....&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to: michelle shan wei ridhwaan and phenie&lt;br /&gt;oops aso got julie and komathy&lt;br /&gt;today &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chem she give so much hw cccan die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i finsh workbook still got 5ys cause she extra give de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thanks to yee hui i finish de workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k jet lag is catching up on me gtg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-960872280352868637?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/960872280352868637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/960872280352868637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-71088793634289594</id><published>2009-08-12T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:26:05.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>Helloo&lt;br /&gt;i have my common tests tomorrow. yes i'm&lt;br /&gt;not supppose to be blogging&lt;br /&gt;but tthat is exactly why i'm gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;TMR IS THURS,ORPAHN RELEASE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i fell so tempted to write that on tomorrow's paper&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mrs V will literallly gon on and on about it for hours&lt;br /&gt;and  jus to note i skipped cca today cause i wanna study maths&lt;br /&gt;and look wat i'm &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;doing i don noe why but i jus feel so damm sleepy&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr meeting jie and dati to study at mac&gt;&gt; haizz too bad JK cannot come&lt;br /&gt;today.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus hope my maths goes okay i haven been doing well&lt;br /&gt;and my a-maths is okay since now we at trig&lt;br /&gt;and that Idiot A jus had to &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;add log to the ppaper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;so obviously that part gone case la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buby still feel like sleeping but mus go study maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE FOR THE CT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;especially Nisha&gt;&gt;wait till fri can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-71088793634289594?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/71088793634289594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/71088793634289594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/exam.html' title='exam'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3215146632598498166</id><published>2009-08-08T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:24:59.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEllooo&lt;br /&gt;hi....&gt;so many things have happened since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;for now the most recent thing(and i can remember)...is my&lt;br /&gt;school ND celebration.......&lt;br /&gt;ADVANCE HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; my class put up a skit-cum-song thing&lt;br /&gt;the title:THAT'S SO SINGAPOREAN.&lt;br /&gt;I was a girl who fights over the seating. then i also&lt;br /&gt;love the song and cannot get it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Another big news....hmmm i don really wan to say&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the top15 for the student council election.&lt;br /&gt;today i went for A-matha nd yes now i've forgotten all about log&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i can pass both my maths...&lt;br /&gt;Lit is moving on to poetry...annd&lt;br /&gt;honestly i fell daunted by it...&gt;i'm good with the novel&lt;br /&gt;but let's see&lt;br /&gt;bye.......&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3215146632598498166?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3215146632598498166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3215146632598498166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/hellooo-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5159356888942436561</id><published>2009-07-24T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:42:26.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>helloo</title><content type='html'>hi this has been one fast/slow week&lt;br /&gt;really cannot decide but i noe a cuople of things for sure&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting or baking shavidya a strawberry cheesecake on hte last day of school 2009&lt;br /&gt;then i'm getting kassandra double chocolate chip cookies..hmm maybe in the letter K but don noe&lt;br /&gt;k nayway have a-math hw,test and lit test&lt;br /&gt;we r moving on to poetry soon..so far so good with the novel hope poetry's the same&gt;&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5159356888942436561?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5159356888942436561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5159356888942436561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/helloo.html' title='helloo'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6781219255829071629</id><published>2009-07-11T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:28:23.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;A thousand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt; Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don noe why yesterday i just lost it and threw your books&lt;br /&gt;on the floor and the least i should've have done&lt;br /&gt;was pick them back up once again sorry i just&lt;br /&gt;realised that i was being stupid after i got off the phone with you today&lt;br /&gt;and the second "highlight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Leow Sin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;yes its my best friend's birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so proud of her she's grown up soo much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;and can't wait to see her...............&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What i did today: wake up, eat, clear kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;read, think of what present to give,corrected rita's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,posting then will be exicited about harper's island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6781219255829071629?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6781219255829071629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6781219255829071629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-things-first-thousand-apologies.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-4731802213650435260</id><published>2009-07-08T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:07:24.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSLC89Gw2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/UA8x4GUv9ew/s1600-h/hp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356058739688784738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSLC89Gw2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/UA8x4GUv9ew/s200/hp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-4731802213650435260?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4731802213650435260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/4731802213650435260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSLC89Gw2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/UA8x4GUv9ew/s72-c/hp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-754316023178405072</id><published>2009-07-08T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:55:05.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSIIo9UZjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOMNK4n1Czc/s1600-h/sunshine+cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356055538865301042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSIIo9UZjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOMNK4n1Czc/s200/sunshine+cleaning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-754316023178405072?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/754316023178405072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/754316023178405072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSIIo9UZjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOMNK4n1Czc/s72-c/sunshine+cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5102039845436294125</id><published>2009-07-08T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:48:26.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSHSkUlK6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/JSfyg_JRFjA/s1600-h/30002366.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356054609907755938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSHSkUlK6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/JSfyg_JRFjA/s200/30002366.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;serenity and calmness is a virtue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5102039845436294125?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5102039845436294125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5102039845436294125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/serenity-and-calmness-is-virtue.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SlSHSkUlK6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/JSfyg_JRFjA/s72-c/30002366.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7801128952879532412</id><published>2009-07-06T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:14:13.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Youth Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm youth day actually its just another holidayto me&lt;br /&gt;am home doing da project which is irritating me&lt;br /&gt;but my frens are depending on me(bet they heck care)&lt;br /&gt;so mus persevere and continue&lt;br /&gt;i tink my jie wen out wif dati they all today too bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saturday: i go out wif my jie to kovan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;find one book(bought:change of heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(was finding handle wif care) but the book is de big book de then i don wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then my jie las min call me pei her to ndp parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i actually mus do porject la&lt;br /&gt;but she sound like she no fren so i go&lt;br /&gt;then her family there pretty wierd&lt;br /&gt;especially de two boys keep laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;butin the end very nice show--i aso saw someone..&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but a little bit crowded then don noe wat to look at in the end......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so i change my song liao....&gt;seemms much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and k still have a-math hw bye&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7801128952879532412?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7801128952879532412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7801128952879532412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-youth-day-hmm-youth-day-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5550641441570059987</id><published>2009-07-03T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:47:01.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;Simplicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;This has been one very fast week..sch started&lt;br /&gt;doing project&lt;br /&gt;getting used to class&lt;br /&gt;haizzzzz getting very slleepy nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YEAH 9 JULY SUNSHINE CLEANING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;coming out!!!!!!!!!!! yaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then JULY 16 HP 'N' THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now listening to "stand by me" bbf soundtrack de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k miss neo ask us post bt wed i tink....&lt;br /&gt;but i'm doing this for myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the minister come(she drive the car)-no bodyguards)&lt;br /&gt;iwas at porch welcoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then she go conference&lt;br /&gt;so slack around&lt;br /&gt;then she go e1&lt;br /&gt;then i wen hall the she leave we change eat n wen bck class&lt;br /&gt;oh btw i ttook photos for miss neo but wth how to take them idonwan noe&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly see kei very emo/phys&lt;br /&gt;so i go along she scold me!&lt;br /&gt;bb ......................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5550641441570059987?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5550641441570059987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5550641441570059987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/simplicity-hi-this-has-been-one-very.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2149450325970990089</id><published>2009-06-26T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:43:16.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wow i was jus looking through my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and just realized/realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;that its my 2nd yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;STARTED:july 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;NOW: june 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wow like so long mannnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and to think why i started tis blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wow still in awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;k next month will celebrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;HAPPY 2 YRS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;to me................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hmm bye..''''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh now i'm pebbles not pancakes nay more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2149450325970990089?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2149450325970990089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2149450325970990089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5797911330168902193</id><published>2009-06-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:24:17.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel estatic!(sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;ya my life is fantastic&lt;br /&gt;i'm a low life copier&lt;br /&gt;k thatwas harsh&lt;br /&gt;        so nayway the project is doing fine&lt;br /&gt;lots more to do but we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;not to mention we have a mia member&lt;br /&gt;and i don noe why today after 7 i've been feeling guilty bt&lt;br /&gt;lots of things even little things&lt;br /&gt;enough whining&lt;br /&gt;the holidays r gonna end soon very/ soon in fact&lt;br /&gt;so...........i'm sure my class is gonna have extended timetable&lt;br /&gt;i really want to add more lit and ss lesssons&lt;br /&gt;i tink 5 periods of math-a-math is enough&lt;br /&gt;but we  have been lagging behind on both maths&lt;br /&gt;like half the class takes a-maths~~`&lt;br /&gt;k bye`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5797911330168902193?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5797911330168902193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5797911330168902193'/><link 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idea of extending the holidays:GO to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damm those ppl i soo do not want to extend my holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause longer holi=more hw (like now nt enough)\&lt;br /&gt;aso=more wasted time&lt;br /&gt;wierd i feel that when have &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sch i have more time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1576200769963746124?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1576200769963746124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1576200769963746124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/no.html' title='no'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1520246528067801805</id><published>2009-06-20T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:41:19.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pancakes</title><content type='html'>Pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian Of Time.&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought that going back in time would be useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is what my messenger holds now after i had stupid pm conversation wif&lt;br /&gt;my sis while chatting.&lt;br /&gt;so today literally wasted my time at project meeting&lt;br /&gt;cause we did nth&lt;br /&gt;well i made an effort and found out its hard to import videos&lt;br /&gt;so wif wat i noe now&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying again unlike them&lt;br /&gt;(weell actually they don understand nay of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr now on i'm gonna say nay instead of any&lt;br /&gt;*except in sch related stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1520246528067801805?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1520246528067801805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1520246528067801805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/pancakes.html' title='pancakes'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6983108480310788945</id><published>2009-06-16T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:16:20.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>helloo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Helloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi today was a pretty boring day&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 9 and just lazed about till (god!) 11&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; then had my breakfast(pancakes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then ate my lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched shopaholic then rita called&lt;br /&gt;so i started on my ss&lt;br /&gt;then tot bt my math&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: tot=thought not do or even look&lt;br /&gt;the reflection is definatly crappy like some kind of debate material&lt;br /&gt;and the summary was next to impossible but what can i do&lt;br /&gt;then tmr  wanted to go to the davinci exhibition&lt;br /&gt;but i can't find anyone....:(&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then next week gonna be busy wif tamil project and yes said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mrs V on mon (forever) till sch open&lt;br /&gt;then saw mdm Kahlidal and hafiq at compass&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;before i went compass on mon after ppro meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i go dati hse to return my sis cd then gt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and the whole day  i was giggling like some kind of phsycho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;then wen i gt the cd even worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bus was super tired&lt;br /&gt;then miss my stop then had to walk&lt;br /&gt;k back&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to my ss..............................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6983108480310788945?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6983108480310788945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6983108480310788945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloo.html' title='helloo'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2250854407429281473</id><published>2009-06-09T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:54:17.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Si5NYBxci3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/liPt4OLBmX0/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345294882923383666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Si5NYBxci3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/liPt4OLBmX0/s200/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;WAke up calll!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was soo tired and had a-math at 8...&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANKS TO MUM&lt;br /&gt;then rush&lt;br /&gt;well well well&lt;br /&gt;only i and dati showed upp jie totally forgot bt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but heck he was talking crap&lt;br /&gt;could not wait to get out........../&lt;br /&gt;so then went for cca&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;seems like mrs V don like our idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;she ask us keep changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;felt like was on fire so i went compass then wen home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ate then... watch "the da vinci code"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;soo coll and smart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i tink angels &amp;amp; demons nicer&lt;br /&gt;(even the name nice ha)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;felt lke crap the whole day&lt;br /&gt;was home alone&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; as bro leftt then wasted 2hr reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; when did my time decrease soo much and&lt;br /&gt;it wasen even thick k well leass then new moon!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya the trailer is out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i'm gonna be laughing the whole movie .......&lt;br /&gt;///hahahahaha lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2250854407429281473?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2250854407429281473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2250854407429281473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/wake-up.html' title='wake up'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Si5NYBxci3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/liPt4OLBmX0/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-967691321144895770</id><published>2009-06-09T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:52:16.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;haizzzzzzzzzz feeling totally idiotic...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;the bowling was fantastic even before it even began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so anyway i go to yishun and call them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figure they've gone to kovan.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;dammm those smartasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tkae this bloody idiotic train journey which involves&lt;br /&gt;a lot changing&lt;br /&gt;so then meet them upp(super hungry had to skip lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;meet at KFc they r buying food&lt;br /&gt;well supremely ironic seeming as i'm the one who was running aroung on an&lt;br /&gt;empty stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then go the alley wait for 15 mins as it was full&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade they definatly wasted bt $10&lt;br /&gt;finally got lane so we got #20 the last wan&lt;br /&gt;not so good&lt;br /&gt;wasen' even in the moon after cca and running&lt;br /&gt;played two games and i tink govind or sangita got the&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; highest score -61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the guy stopped us before the 3rd game "lucky"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the bill was 30..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;if he din stop us who knows if we could afford it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so then ard 6+ left and govind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat&lt;br /&gt;well he was the only one wif money left....:)&lt;br /&gt;so then they took the train i took 101&lt;br /&gt;reach home ard 8+&lt;br /&gt;ate then watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then mentally chided myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;as i still had cca tmr and did no planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8 freking 30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye............................&lt;br /&gt;BTW:krithi i totally am jealous of your swing&lt;br /&gt;(yes she owns one in hher rm!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-967691321144895770?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/967691321144895770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/967691321144895770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/bowling.html' title='bowling'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2470111649579073180</id><published>2009-06-06T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:31:28.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sio1071glrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1Aw0HgfNJV0/s1600-h/poorathy+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344143091360110258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sio1071glrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1Aw0HgfNJV0/s200/poorathy+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bonsoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(gd evening in french)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahahahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;was cleaning then found some nail stickers hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so i just put them on for funnnn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so cool havin long fingernails&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and feel so good talking to claudia after a long time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CLAUDIA(MY NEICE'S NEIGHBOUR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but heart-breaking finding out she takes pur but lit[like meeeee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;diff bk though damm i'm never gonna get "homecoming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;out of my head all thanks to davinya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;mon still have cca 8.30 am damm i wanna slp...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2470111649579073180?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2470111649579073180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2470111649579073180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/bonsoir-gd-evening-in-french.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sio1071glrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1Aw0HgfNJV0/s72-c/poorathy+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-1146966741101573722</id><published>2009-06-05T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:04:47.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ola Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K i know the homecoming song does not suit the time"summer's over"&lt;br /&gt;yes i do know its just started and OW i'm so proud of myself cause i actually finished my science ,SS and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; eng HW in the first weeek damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me that was like impossible last time i was number 1 procrastinator&lt;br /&gt;anyway i&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; was a bit fed up as Mrs V ask us come at 8freaking30am then she only arrives at around 9 wasting my hers and everyone else's time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k jus finished typing a 800+ essay.. No idea it would just flow through.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying th holidays as i kinda am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah umm goign bowling wif my cuz on mon bt have cca before that hope it doesn't end too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Adios amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont know what that means, u live under a rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-1146966741101573722?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1146966741101573722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/1146966741101573722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-8365698277786623985</id><published>2009-06-02T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:50:32.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let me wallow in my selfpity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(like i did when i saw my results)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-8365698277786623985?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8365698277786623985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/8365698277786623985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-me-wallow-in-my-selfpity-like-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-5564040583396531994</id><published>2009-06-02T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:54:00.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SiUSwTo4sJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/826aFWBYjI8/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342697154059743378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SiUSwTo4sJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/826aFWBYjI8/s200/pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAppy BIrthday Krithi!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo sorry i can't make it guys&lt;br /&gt;A thousand apologises&lt;br /&gt;now bt the camp most fun: Bowling&lt;br /&gt;LeasT:sleeping&lt;br /&gt;damm got backach and like so open the area&lt;br /&gt;the food was not bad especially the homeec cooking&lt;br /&gt;was so tired and all the time felt like i had fever&lt;br /&gt;managed to get through it&lt;br /&gt;today had cca and a-math mrs tay; teaching makes it soo simple&lt;br /&gt;tmr still gt a-math then fri got cca too&lt;br /&gt;now i'm regretting not being able to be at my cuz house&lt;br /&gt;my cuz and cuz-in-law r talking to me&lt;br /&gt;asking 1001x if i;m coming&lt;br /&gt;i have to regretably, unfortunatly and sadly have to say nnoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clue to my plannn:on top...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-5564040583396531994?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5564040583396531994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/5564040583396531994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-krithi-soooo-sorry-i.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/SiUSwTo4sJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/826aFWBYjI8/s72-c/pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6522676875647362442</id><published>2009-05-28T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:00:45.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>well finally changed my blogskin and got it to work&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29/5 isthe last day of school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got back out report book so wil&lt;br /&gt;post &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;satisfactory(to an extent)&lt;/span&gt; results&lt;br /&gt;COmbined science :A1&lt;br /&gt;Combined humanities:B4&lt;br /&gt;Tamil:B4&lt;br /&gt;really not that happy and the rest well seriously depressing and dissapointing&lt;br /&gt;well got one whole month to buck up&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i'm gonna but what deludes me is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the sense of satisfaction that i tried my best is missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pretty much it was never there..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6522676875647362442?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6522676875647362442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6522676875647362442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-2584544798884349564</id><published>2009-05-28T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:09:55.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5w7s6CDqI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUu9sAVYIQQ/s1600-h/angels+and+demon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340830379077144226" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5w7s6CDqI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUu9sAVYIQQ/s200/angels+and+demon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm the bbq on mon was fun......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but at first the mood really wasen there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went home wif sis then left to meet the rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at downtown east&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;saw "angels &amp;amp; demons"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;of course i loved it they were all so smart and cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;especially the guy who dies in the fire hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we bought food for the bbq &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to the pit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and yee hui was like the only one making the fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but i helped a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then eating time then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we play truth and dare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then ard 10+ i finally reached home to my bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;damm tue still wen to sch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5vGFKlhII/AAAAAAAAADk/1F3cbBCCKds/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340828358364464258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5vGFKlhII/AAAAAAAAADk/1F3cbBCCKds/s200/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5uKXl0pvI/AAAAAAAAADU/qE53z0-n-eY/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340827332518389490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5uKXl0pvI/AAAAAAAAADU/qE53z0-n-eY/s200/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-2584544798884349564?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2584544798884349564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/2584544798884349564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/bbq.html' title='bbq'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5c6JKoUZp0Y/Sh5w7s6CDqI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUu9sAVYIQQ/s72-c/angels+and+demon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7196649373275464152</id><published>2009-05-28T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:54:54.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you what the stupid thing about hell is....it comes&lt;br /&gt;then.....it never leaves..&lt;br /&gt;dammm the 4 days that i was left free:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the back of my mind it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when it came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was taken aback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammmm i feel soooooo dissappointed in myself&lt;br /&gt;so unhappy so regretful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i tried so hard my very best(but there's always better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;looking at my cuz's blog she really has a lot to say and though i don get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i feel like its comical and easy to understand.(wat am i saying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;the dissapoint ment is gonna stay but during the hols gonna have to work a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;maybe the content that i treid my best was there but at times it really isn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so it dissapears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;hmmmmmsat to mon have council camp so bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;then got cca for SDMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;then a-math  with out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"SOMEBODY'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i really feel like killing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;somebody"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7196649373275464152?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7196649373275464152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7196649373275464152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-what-stupid-thing-about-hell-is.html' title=''/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-205497548124142301</id><published>2009-05-08T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:15:05.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell</title><content type='html'>K don panic hell is coming.........&lt;br /&gt;A-math and SS&lt;br /&gt;MrToh who ask u put tgt&lt;br /&gt;u know a-math we kana very tension rite!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;u are the a-math teacher...&lt;br /&gt;breathe...(die confirm gone case tamil aso gone case eng Mr gavin nth to do put so hard)&lt;br /&gt;Gaudy:Tasteless use of colours/clashing colours&lt;br /&gt;shit gt that wrong.......&lt;br /&gt;oh ya during finished very early so i re-did my tie like 300x&lt;br /&gt;and god i miss my late-coming duty!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-205497548124142301?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/205497548124142301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/205497548124142301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/hell.html' title='hell'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-6438865278143791281</id><published>2009-04-30T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:19:03.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                      &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYe timetablle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;28 apr: tamil......[over]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8 may:eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;14may:ss/a-math/tamil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15 maymath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;18 may:bio/chem+bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;19may:lit/math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;20 may:chem  [&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah finish at 9 aso last paper&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21may&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;no paper for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22may&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARKING DAY[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;finally over!!!!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-6438865278143791281?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6438865278143791281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/6438865278143791281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/mye.html' title='mye'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-3765568909446273626</id><published>2009-04-30T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:20:35.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nth</title><content type='html'>nth to say bt today had boringmath as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;math test on 4 may (same date as bio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had temp taking :36.7&lt;br /&gt;then had tamil jus read paper&lt;br /&gt;then chem haave new test coming soon&lt;br /&gt;ss new half-done notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eng gt summary test back&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of my day the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gt 18/25&lt;br /&gt;tie wif K &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;guess who beat me&lt;/span&gt; W and &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhh so tu lian confirm they tyco wan&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; still have mye mus work hard/////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-3765568909446273626?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3765568909446273626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/3765568909446273626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/nth_30.html' title='nth'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617608824887143716.post-7521419329682202554</id><published>2009-04-27T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:33:26.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>syf</title><content type='html'>jus came by &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;to say that for syf we got a dissapointing bronze. Spend 10K on trainer then still jus maintain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs V is happy though cause we did better than the rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;also short time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls la sure she not happy we work so hard&lt;br /&gt;especially the prop ppl the trainer ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;them re-do don noe how many time wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway it is my prop so i helped out a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when HQ was gone it was the best, we say mus supervise then we &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;escape......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically we got more work done wih her gone&lt;br /&gt;but the poor girl cannot take stress that's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON WORRY JIE I'M HERE TO HELP&lt;/span&gt; as always......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he see's everything black and white never let nobody see him cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don let nobody see me wishing me was mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and pray for a miracle"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7617608824887143716-7521419329682202554?l=raininghaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7521419329682202554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617608824887143716/posts/default/7521419329682202554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raininghaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf.html' title='syf'/><author><name>September</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06188292456786985252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
