<?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-1710696062434075406</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:08:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1544083708096208033</id><published>2010-08-09T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:19:01.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart just totally melted...</title><content type='html'>... &lt;u&gt;when I heard this song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1544083708096208033?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1544083708096208033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1544083708096208033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1544083708096208033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1544083708096208033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-heart-just-totally-melted.html' title='My heart just totally melted...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7175137883628913584</id><published>2010-07-03T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:42:58.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't waste my time time time time time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;'cause, I'm a busy person.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; School has been shyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat. MAD busy that I can't sleep at night. Have you ever stayed up late and after a certain time, you're don't feel sleepy anymore? I resorted to drinking milo. Heh. With a warm stummy, I try to sleep. :D Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONJOUR~&lt;br /&gt;After my Japan trip, I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; wanna go overseas again! Next stop, &lt;strong&gt;TOUR AROUND EUROPE!&lt;/strong&gt; :D Who's game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMERGENCY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7175137883628913584?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7175137883628913584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7175137883628913584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7175137883628913584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7175137883628913584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-dont-waste-my-time-time-time.html' title='Please don&apos;t waste my time time time time time.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2648969107781901882</id><published>2010-06-20T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:39:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cos I'm leaving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;never looking back again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know you love this song too! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people who love me! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Don't sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in &lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; days.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll blog though.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll steal a laptop from a hobo along the streets and blog from there. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So it's still 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;Lar Dih Darh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Not working.&lt;br /&gt;'m not actually excited. Like, those jump up and down and can't sleep that type like my brother.&lt;br /&gt;whoops, he's beside me.&lt;br /&gt;SHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH WHAT LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;I'm MeechiaoLAUGHSatYOU! You know!?&lt;br /&gt;STIL LAUGH!?&lt;br /&gt;I slap you when you are sleeping on the plane. GRR...&lt;br /&gt;*SLAP*&lt;br /&gt;This is when you go crying and run away complaining to momma or dadda.&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go find something else to do.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello kitties for each person that tags me with a creative message. The more creative the message, the bigger the Kitty. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ar?&lt;br /&gt;If not enough, then...&lt;br /&gt;one person one limb.&lt;br /&gt;:D okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;The deadline: Saturday, 26 June.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when it strikes 2359hrs on that day, no more entries!&lt;br /&gt;Must be CREATIVE!&lt;br /&gt;Must wish me funny funny derh.&lt;br /&gt;don't curse me.&lt;br /&gt;no count. :D&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you people! I shall go... get money for the many kitties.&lt;br /&gt;For my cats: You can enter in the contest too. But I'll give you cat-flavoured seaweed. :))&lt;br /&gt;Kay, furry furry packaging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEE!&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/1710696062434075406-2648969107781901882?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2648969107781901882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2648969107781901882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2648969107781901882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2648969107781901882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/cos-im-leaving.html' title='&apos;cos I&apos;m leaving...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2812691069157150142</id><published>2010-06-18T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:36:02.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediocre.</title><content type='html'>Lah-dih-darh.&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted another day trying to work hard but ended up slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDjrnHSdzOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDjrnHSdzOk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah, oh oh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah oh oh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl every boy&lt;br /&gt;They got &lt;em&gt;your posters on their wall&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photographs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; autographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The minute you step out the door&lt;br /&gt;You will meet the applause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paparazzi&lt;/span&gt;s' hiding in the bushes&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a dollar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be you,&lt;br /&gt;When they see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;They scream out loud&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Camera flashes,&lt;br /&gt;Cover of magazines&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Designer sunglasses,&lt;br /&gt;Live the dream as a teen,&lt;br /&gt;All the fancy cars,&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Heard the crowd calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Prepared to get&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing life, lookin' fly&lt;br /&gt;Perfect smiles,&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;limousines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;first in line&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with celebrities&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the pretty girls,&lt;br /&gt;They wanna date cha&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make you holler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be you,&lt;br /&gt;When they see you,&lt;br /&gt;They scream out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Camera flashes,&lt;br /&gt;Cover of magazines&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Designer sunglasses,&lt;br /&gt;Live the dream as a teen,&lt;br /&gt;All the fancy cars,&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Heard the crowd calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to get&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Oh right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you move&lt;br /&gt;(They gonna talk about it.)&lt;br /&gt;In the pic of the news&lt;br /&gt;(They gonna talk about it.)&lt;br /&gt;'Cos your on the A-list&lt;br /&gt;You better believe it,&lt;br /&gt;You better believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever you do)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter if is true&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh-Wooaahh)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your on the top 5&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can stop ya!&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can stop ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camera flashes&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cover of magazines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designer sunglasses&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live the dream as a teen&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;strong&gt;fancy cars&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hollywood Boulevard&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hear the crowd calling your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Camera flashes,&lt;br /&gt;Cover of magazines&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Designer sunglasses,&lt;br /&gt;Live the dream as a teen,&lt;br /&gt;All the fancy cars,&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood Boulevard!&lt;br /&gt;Heard the crowd calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to get&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just simply find his eyes pretty. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how these people get famous. It's not everyday that a babe or hunk on the street gets discovered and put on TV. Let alone Disney. It seems weird to be a Disney star but who wouldn't want to be? Demi and Selena were on Barney before they came on Disney. HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want to be famous...&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to be Mediocre Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be normal.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be part of "the crowd".&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be &lt;i&gt;Invisible&lt;/i&gt;, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If fame could give me all the attention, let me be heard. Even if I would get chased down by the paparazzi all day long, I'd never let the chance slip past. Unless, it's like wrong then, of course I would let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really jealous that these teens get all the great things and all they have to do is pretend to be a certain person in front of the camera which in other words, &lt;b&gt;ACT&lt;/b&gt;.  Other than that, looking gorgeous just comes with the package and at the same time draws more fans. &lt;i&gt;TADAH!&lt;/i&gt; Consider yourself famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always movies which are like, Movie stars don't get privacy and stuff and show how annoying tha paparazzi is and stuff and then they fall in love with a person who is totally a hater and not a fan, crushing the hearts of millions of fans. I always get the feeling that this type of movies are just made to deter us young children who watch Disney from the dream of becoming a star. I can't think of many movies now but there ARE quite a number. For example, the movie this very song was from. My point had been proven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;I posted.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are in deep thought now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But what if you're reading this during the day?&lt;br /&gt;Well, look at the time I'm posting this.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, get smart.&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! I didn't get to watch the show. :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh Poopaye.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on a sec, this doesn't mean that I'm not feeling down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I fooled you, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you to decide on what I am actually feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll leave you be.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2812691069157150142?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2812691069157150142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2812691069157150142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2812691069157150142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2812691069157150142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/mediocre.html' title='Mediocre.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5095996229469858185</id><published>2010-06-16T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:20:59.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're not living on the edge,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;you're taking up too much space.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, good evening people of the world. :D&lt;br /&gt;I came back from camp but just dreaded that I have loads of homework and projects. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugh&lt;/span&gt;, horrible.&lt;/b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; wish that it would never end. :) However, I still have to do it. &lt;strong&gt;RAWR.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm left with four days to complete everything. ALAMAK! I guess I've rested enough but a Holiday is a time for rest right? Then why give us homework!? Why give us SO SUPER MANY PROJECTS!? So afraid that we've got no life? Well, let me tell you something; I HAVE A DAMN TIGHT SCHEDULE. Heck, you're thinking:"Well, why don't you go do your homework now!?" 'Cause I am VERY angry that there is SO much work to do.  Moreover, I don't even have groups for the projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and during the four days, I have to save some time to pack my luggage too. I really wished i had one more week. I wish I didn't have to go to Japan. At least I won't be panicking. Okay, Now you're thinking:" Why didn't you do it earlier or throughout the week?" For the first two weeks, I had CCA four days a week. Then every Monday, I DO actually DO my homework. Then weekends are spent with God and my family. Then, I just survived a camp. And &lt;i&gt;Yay ME!&lt;/i&gt; I've got to complete the rest of my homework. Why am I complaining? "'Cause you don't want to do it." NO. I want an explanation as to WHY do they give us holiday homework!? WHY do we have to write an essay telling them what we did during the holidays?! Are they REALLY that interested!? NO. They are not! We can spend the holidays sleeping at home recovering from the busy term and then make up a really GREAT essay which is mostly not true. If we write about something that really happened, and left a deep impression, would we describe what happened or would we go describe the scenery, how the dustbin looked so black and dull and menacing or how the sky looks like a painting. Hmm..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Heh, cool abrupt ending. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5095996229469858185?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5095996229469858185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5095996229469858185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5095996229469858185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5095996229469858185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-youre-not-living-on-edge.html' title='If you&apos;re not living on the edge,'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2119509249750821403</id><published>2010-06-07T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:42:08.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/TAyUniu0GII/AAAAAAAAAgg/jJg5JuTD1eo/s1600/4%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479918253662017666" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/TAyUniu0GII/AAAAAAAAAgg/jJg5JuTD1eo/s400/4%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Capture it, Remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that I've recovered from whatever has happened.&lt;br /&gt;that I was ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;but it's so hard when you have to face it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and they still give you the same treatment each time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's afraid of my little brittle heart.&lt;br /&gt;So much so that they completely leave me out.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were for real.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you would always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought a made the right choice; calling you a 'FRIEND'.&lt;br /&gt;But you ain't got the slightest clue what ACTUAL friends are.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd go on and talk about all the things you have done to me.&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;I think that you wouldn't even for a second CONSIDER that it is YOU that I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts are just in my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;I call everyone I know &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt; but I do not think all of them know that with the title comes... I can't find the right word. I don't want my friends to think that they have to work to be a pal but I don't want them to treat me like back-up either. I don't do that to anyone, now do I? Once, you've got no one, you find me. I'm your last resort. You act all innocent and know that I won't say no. Well, not anymore. I've finally seen through you. Listen up and listen good. Think back to ho wmany times you've left me alone or seen me alone and didn't care. How many times did you ask me "Are you okay?" when I was smiling through the pain. I'm not good at acting so it's either &lt;u&gt;1.&lt;/u&gt; You are damn gulible. &lt;u&gt;2.&lt;/u&gt; You don't know how to appreciate art and have no idea what &lt;strong&gt;ACTING&lt;/strong&gt; is. or &lt;u&gt;3.&lt;/u&gt; You've been acting too. Acting that you don't know me. You know what? I can't believe you actually have friends. I've been blog hopping and went to links, not intentionally but i realised something. People put little hearts or give you nicknames beside your link. &lt;b&gt;I don't get it.&lt;/b&gt; It's like everyone else hasn't seen through your facade. It's like only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have. What are the odds of everyone else not seeing that you're a TOTAL FAKE. Faking friendship won't get you anywhere. I treat everyone equally but you, you didn't treat me right. If you think that I never gave you a chance to tell your side of the story or whatever, I SO FREAKIN' DID. I went up to you, you didn't care. If you don't recall, it's SO OBVIOUS you ARE ignoring me. That YOU ARE the one I'm talking about. I wonder why you still have a clique. Your friends are WAAAY better off without you, you know? It's not that I want you to have no friends. It's just, you've hurt me so many times. HOW CAN YOU STILL CALL YOURSELF A FRIEND OF MINE!? &lt;b&gt;I've had enough of you.&lt;/b&gt; I want to say &lt;u&gt;Goodbye&lt;/u&gt; to you &lt;strong&gt;FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt; but I'd still have to see your face daily and that would just scar me even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably even thinking I wrote this to gain pity from my real &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;. You're &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; wrong. I don't need anyone's pity. I just need &lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt; to be my friend again. Even if it's fake, keep it that way. I miss you as my friend. But I know I can't change you. So... &lt;i&gt;nice knowing you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is dedicated to a certain group of people. They've treated me so super badly when I did absolutely nothing to them but I still have to put up with them. They make me want to give up but I'm not going to. It's not worth it. I've worked to hard. Thank you. For pushing me so hard to beat you but compared to all of you people's years of experience, I'll never be able to. So, why bother right? I miss my actual friends more than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the holidays are getting to me. I'm turning into a freakin' emo chic. Look at me. I just typed a whole chunk of stuff but none of you understand. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my actual friends are Mr.Ink and Mr.Paper after all. Even after telling them about everything, they crumple up and throw themselves away. They are more able to express my feelings as in this little box I'm typing in, I only have &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;strong&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;i&gt;italic&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;s&gt;striked-out&lt;/s&gt;. It's not even in my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr.Ink and Mr.Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this funny thought last night. I was thinking of saving the environment and all, &lt;i&gt;yeah, I think about &lt;strong&gt;Saving GAIA&lt;/strong&gt; before I go to bed&lt;/i&gt;, and I thought of stop cutting down trees and doing our homework on chickens instead. We'd do our homework on the chicken and make the chicken walk to school and our teachers would mark the chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like my creativity too. This is when you go:(Y) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a chain-mail.&lt;br /&gt;"Do not stop reading til you reach the end or you'll have a horrible death."&lt;br /&gt;The first thought in my head was that 'I don't mind' and closed the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two sides to that. Take it literally or not. It's really up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I end my message from my little, brittle heart. From(L)to(U). &lt;i&gt;Get it?&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2119509249750821403?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2119509249750821403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2119509249750821403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2119509249750821403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2119509249750821403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thought.html' title='I thought...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/TAyUniu0GII/AAAAAAAAAgg/jJg5JuTD1eo/s72-c/4%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-909388756990222603</id><published>2010-05-28T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:25:06.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;was a one time teenage drama queen&lt;br /&gt;a hot, tough everyday wannabe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days when this song was stuck in my head &lt;b&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/b&gt;. Now, it's back again. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*left this window open for quite some time...*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O I was searching for all those old songs I used to sing like almost everyday. Which year did &lt;strong&gt;"Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;"Freaky Friday"&lt;/strong&gt; come out? &lt;b&gt;Perfect&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Grow Up&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;u&gt;Simple Plan&lt;/u&gt; were also my classics, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I just watched &lt;strong&gt;EDWARD SCISSORHANDS&lt;/strong&gt;! Gosh, the poor guy. Living in a world where people judge and often misunderstand him because he was different, not by choice.&lt;br /&gt;My summary of the movie in a sentence! Yay! Kay, old movies are SO much better than the new ones. Hmm... Every other movie but &lt;strong&gt;Shrek&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;u&gt;AVATAR&lt;/u&gt;. The thing I hated most about 'Edward Scissorhands' was that, in the movie, all the houses were painted in one colour like some Dr.Suess book. Like, one house would be totally pink and the other would be green and they were all next to each other. :O In addition, their cars didn't even match their houses. A family living in a&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt; house would have a&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt; car? Wow. Heh, but I guess it's all just for the emphasis that Edward was really different. I've got a question. &lt;u&gt;How old was &lt;strong&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/strong&gt; then?&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Home Alone is going to air now. :D Star Movies is AWESOME. But after watching a few movies, I think I've wasted my time. :/ I'll sign-up for Movie-holics annonymous tomorrow. Or maybe... the day after that. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toodles~&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-909388756990222603?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/909388756990222603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=909388756990222603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/909388756990222603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/909388756990222603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-girl.html' title='That girl'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7095715971105873364</id><published>2010-05-26T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:04:55.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REPLACEMENT.</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1:&lt;br /&gt;Dropped off your keys last night,&lt;br /&gt;The front door still unpainted.&lt;br /&gt;You were polite like ice,&lt;br /&gt;I, once could met it.&lt;br /&gt;You took our pictures down,&lt;br /&gt;And you left them on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Its like you wiped all the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Of what we used to be...&lt;br /&gt;You and me, before it all crashed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know,&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2:&lt;br /&gt;I heard your voice break, when you said,&lt;br /&gt;"well I hope you're happy".&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' to say, I'll stare, straight into my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation changed,&lt;br /&gt;How we talked around the blame,&lt;br /&gt;And the pain of losing.&lt;br /&gt;All of the good times lost,&lt;br /&gt;When it all crashed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know...&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm here if you need me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so sorry,&lt;br /&gt;For all the pain I've caused.&lt;br /&gt;Ho-oohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS :&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know...&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho-oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah. I don't know anything no more. Nothing makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye cruel world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7095715971105873364?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7095715971105873364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7095715971105873364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7095715971105873364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7095715971105873364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/replacement.html' title='REPLACEMENT.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2709902744712017542</id><published>2010-05-25T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:10:20.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shoot down airplanes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...to have my wildest dreams come true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get it, it's related to a &lt;b&gt;SONG&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAH!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm super high right now. :DDDDD Just saw a bunch of pictures of &lt;u&gt;Josh Farro&lt;/u&gt;!!! &lt;i&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/i&gt; Yea, if I'm just high after seeing pictures, what happens if i meet him!? :O Aww... He's married. :/ Heh. Never mind, he's too old anyway. :b (-.- Siao derh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; Holidays are coming and once again, it doesn't seem like the holidays but a pathetic excuse for teachers to give us homework online and make us print them out on our own. They claim that by doing this, paper and ink is saved. Okay, &lt;b&gt;LISTEN UP.&lt;/b&gt; Most of us don't know how to print papers double-sided. So, one page for one piece of paper!? WHAT A WASTE! Second, the spaces you give are so small for like maths sums. Hence, to do our homework, we need to use foolscap paper. :O MORE PAPER! IS that what you call &lt;i&gt;"Saving the environment?"&lt;/i&gt; Now, E-learning. Yes, you've tried it out so many times. Now, you have to go online to do at a certain time. Imagine this: Hundreds of students on the same website at the same time. Moreover, we have to WAKE UP EARLY TO COMPLETE WORK AT THAT SPECIFIC TIME!? I'd rather sleep. -.- To top it all off, we've got tons of projects. PROJECTS!!! EXTRA EMPHASIS ON THE 'S'!!! You basically want us to work our butts off! I'm especially angry because you do not give out information properly. E.g. Auditions for class cheer: Some people had to go for maths olympaid. Where's the class spirit? What if the person was the main attraction and REALLY important to the cheer!? CAN YOU INFORM EVERY TEACHER ABOUT UPCOMING EVENTS SO THAT THEY CAN GIVE FEEDBACK AND NOT TROUBLE THE STUDENTS TO HAVE TO INFORM OUR TEACHERS OURSELVES!?!?!? You can have an "emergency meeting" but not inform teachers about events properly? Look at today's YOG thing. How many people had to go for something else? You tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, IT lesson today. The &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; time I did not rush the class out of the classroom. &lt;i&gt;AHEM&lt;/i&gt; caught us for being late. First person to arrow: ME. WHAT!? Just because I'm a councillor? Why not the Chair-person?! I know I have my responsibilities and such but why am I so unlucky that the only time I don't do something, I get "arrowed" at? "What is your name, councillor?" Like, WHAT!? Then I panicked, I thought he wanted to tell me to like the head or something. Then I panicked and cried. Then *ahem* still can act innocent. "why is she crying" and don't know what nonsense. Of course, I was sent to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I have my reasons for not doing what I usually did today and I won't write it out on my blog simply because there are so many things and I mught offend people. If you want to know, come find me then. But bring tissue, I'm highly emotional. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think happy thoughts... NOT.WORKING.VERY.WELL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAHHHHH!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I so need an airplane now. :/&lt;br /&gt;Kay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2709902744712017542?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2709902744712017542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2709902744712017542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2709902744712017542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2709902744712017542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-shoot-down-airplanes.html' title='I shoot down airplanes...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-437119954774696604</id><published>2010-05-23T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:52:10.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause everytime that I try I get TONGUE-TIED</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bV1lUXdcnt0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bV1lUXdcnt0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! After examinations! YAYNESS! Nah, I'm just lazy to post. :/ Sorraye. So, how have I been? Quite well. Until recently... &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; I've just been really emotional, I guess. &lt;blockquote&gt;"Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are &lt;br /&gt;afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten &lt;br /&gt;apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.So the apples at the &lt;br /&gt;top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. &lt;br /&gt;They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave &lt;br /&gt;enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I'm just kidding. I just wanted to share that quoe with you people! So cute right!? :D If I really was feeling troubled, I wouldn't put it on my blog, now, would I? I'd tell my bestest buds and not &lt;b&gt;YOU!&lt;/b&gt; ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people like that!? All their mind games! RAWR! TIRED OF IT! When I ask them about it: "Oh, it's not you!" And then I continue to wonder if they are lying 'cause it's &lt;u&gt;SO OBVIOUS&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;SO NOT&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AT THE SAME TIME!&lt;/strong&gt; RAHHHHH! I only wish everyone will just speak their minds. say what they mean and mean what they say. :/ FINE. I've got a problem! Why hide it from me!? LET ME KNOW! I CAN AND WILL CHANGE! Hiding it and telling all your little friends won't help me, right!? I'd just stay the person I am now and you'll just always hate me. Okay? So, that's fine with you!? Kay, &lt;b&gt;let's move on&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to tell someone about a certain something, just to finally get it off my chest. But I'm afraid it'll spread. :/ I can't seem to find anyone. The people who I usually go to first, I can't approach 'cause it'll spread to others sooner or later. And the people who I go to second, won't know &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; I'm talking about. Moreover, I'm replaced. They wouldn't care. &lt;strong&gt;RAWR&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Got the news today. Said I had to stay, a little bit longer and I'll be fine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I know I never told you, that &lt;u&gt;I love you&lt;/u&gt;, now it's all too late. And I don't know how to hold you, but I want to, I don't want to leave this way. &lt;b&gt;All I know is BROKEN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with lyrics is fun. People think you're just singing but actually, every single word describes how ou feel. [:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, goodbye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-437119954774696604?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/437119954774696604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=437119954774696604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/437119954774696604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/437119954774696604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/cause-everytime-that-i-try-i-get-tongue.html' title='&apos;cause everytime that I try I get TONGUE-TIED'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2264908937410169928</id><published>2010-05-12T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:01:02.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For obvious reasons...</title><content type='html'>It's past midnight...&lt;br /&gt;... and I just bathed.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself awake. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, Meechiao met Mr.Sleep. They used to spend whatever time they had together. But as the days passed, Meechiao got busy and the time they spent together decreased each day. She spent more time with other people like Mr.Textbook and Mr.Notebook. They would spend the whole day and night together. Mr.Sleep got jealous and so, during the examinations, he would go find Meechiao. Meechiao saw how sad Mr.Sleep was and regretted not having spent time with him. She took him for granted and has almost no sleep at all. Without Mr.Sleep, no one was there to help her fight the evil eyebags and panda eyes. She was constantly attacked by them each day but no one came to her rescue. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the story isn't done. I wanna see what you people can come up with. Heh. Come on! Show me what you've got! Tagboard or MSN or E-mail. blahblahblah. It's all alright. I need entertainment! I need Mr.Sleep! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm gonna go talk to Mr.Textbook now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2264908937410169928?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2264908937410169928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2264908937410169928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2264908937410169928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2264908937410169928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-obvious-reasons.html' title='For obvious reasons...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5587796275574117461</id><published>2010-04-30T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:57:20.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How great...      ...Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i think i'm going to cry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on &lt;a href="http://heart-on-mysleeve.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yi Jia&lt;/a&gt;'s blog and I can't help it. &lt;b&gt;I HAVE TO POST IT TOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="745" width="960"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6if9aiXedE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6if9aiXedE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="960" height="745"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My keeties are &lt;b&gt;MAD&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SWEET&lt;/strong&gt; can? Oh my cheeeecken! I'm tearing already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to go for this thing somewhere and Mao was supposed to come along. Then, they told me that our group really had to chiong I.T. and can't go. &lt;i&gt;Which was true.&lt;/i&gt; But they were very persistent that Mao should not go and I was feeling kind of left out. Then they went to find a teacher without me and deep down, I was feeling quite annoyed. &lt;i&gt;They were abandoning me.&lt;/i&gt; Or so I thought. &lt;blockquote&gt;I went up to them and asked: "So, how did it go?"&lt;br /&gt;They looked up at me and went:&lt;br /&gt;Miaow: heh... we're going to...&lt;br /&gt;Mao: ... make your present today. Yeah, so I can't go.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I didn't know what to think. On one hand, I had to go alone but on the other, they're doing something for me then on the other OTHER hand, they sort of abandoned me and didn't talk to me. However on one foot, they wanted to give me a surprise. &lt;i&gt;Which I really REALLY LOVE. :D&lt;/i&gt; Not knowing what to do... &lt;u&gt;I cried.&lt;/u&gt; I tried to change topic by looking for stuff on Jo's table to talk about but I choked after one comment. Guinea Pig just went "Aww.. Meechiao" and thingys like that. :/&lt;br /&gt;Finding no point letting them stare at me, I went to pack my bag and act busy. Was saved by the bell and went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;THEY GAVE ME AN &lt;b&gt;APOLOGY&lt;/b&gt; CARD! AWW... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads of people chionging homework now. Betcha' no one will be energetic tml. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5587796275574117461?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5587796275574117461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5587796275574117461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5587796275574117461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5587796275574117461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-great-thank-you.html' title='How great...      ...Thank you'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5009821762030432764</id><published>2010-04-19T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:12:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you've got me crying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;... For nothing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just spent around 50min writing out the 2 &lt;b&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/b&gt; things that have been bugging me a lot lately. &lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; of them started when I came into secondary school. &lt;b&gt;WHY.!?&lt;/b&gt; Now, all I can do is stare at the pencil scribble which filled a page of my notebook and wonder if they will ever go away. &lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt; do I even pretend to be so excited in school when all I do will never amount to anything? Other people have &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; much more potential. &lt;i&gt;I'm not important.&lt;/i&gt; I never was. Burden to the people around me. Never does anything right. Why am I still alive? I should just die now and everyone would be happier. If people are going "aww..." right now. I know it's just pretend. EVERYTHING I KNOW IS JUST PRETENCE. F-A-K-E. All those smiles I see. They're actually just hiding something. They don't actually care! They just want to get what they want and leave me alone. No one cares. So why should I care? Just so I can see myself fall again? Just so people can laugh at me? Just imagine... If I had no friends and just sat alone in a corner all the time. Everone else's lives would be SO MUCH BETTER! They have one less person to care about. LESS STRESS!!! Who wouldn't want that!? If my brother was an only child, my parents would have never needed to spend money on me. They wouldn't have to move house. My brother would have a huge room to himself and the other room would be for study. He would be pampered. Living the easy life. Doesn't it all sound so nice now? All these will only happen when I'm gone. No more me in this world. I wouldn't make any difference anyway. People always ask "What do you want to be when you grow up?" "What do you want to achieve in life?"... I always have nothing to say. I HAVE NO TALENTS. Even if I ended up on the streets, it would shun me too. I'm good for nothing. I shouldn't be able to see as all I ever do is stone. I shouldn't be able to smell as I don't notice smells. I shouldn't be able to talk as all I ever say is nonsense. I shouldn't be able to touch 'cause I'd break it. I shouldn't be able to hear as I dont actually LISTEN. So why am I still here? To entertain? What person will have fun watching me fail? Wait, I'm giving myself too much attention. &lt;b&gt;NO ONE CARES.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5009821762030432764?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5009821762030432764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5009821762030432764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5009821762030432764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5009821762030432764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-youve-got-me-crying.html' title='Now you&apos;ve got me crying...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6822446416865441825</id><published>2010-04-13T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:48:41.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can feel the pressure. It's getting closer now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;you're better off without me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I think you've always been, so you should just erase that mindset, alright?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOH! I'm so slow with updating. Ugh, it's like just Tuesday and I feel that time is flying &lt;strong&gt;too fast&lt;/strong&gt;. Usually, I'll be like &lt;i&gt;It's only Tuesday!? When will the week end!?&lt;/i&gt; I think I feel this way now is because I've got things on like after school, &lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I want to say is that. Public performance was so, super awesome! :D WHEEEEEEE! Although I did not perform, I had fun doing duty. &lt;i&gt;I sound like I'm falling sick or something.&lt;/i&gt; Work can actually be fun! &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; is so funny! After everything, went to holding room and met &lt;strong&gt;Isabel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Claire&lt;/strong&gt;. Apparently, they missed the bus. :O &lt;i&gt;Poor souls.&lt;/i&gt; Every performing group were like cheering and stuff like that. We were sitting together and decided to &lt;b&gt;scream&lt;/b&gt; just for the sake of it. &lt;u&gt;Maybe they'd keep quiet or something.&lt;/u&gt; The three of us screamed. Nothing happened, I guess. :[ &lt;i&gt;Aww...&lt;/i&gt; but if something were to happen, we'd be super paiseh too. :] So, it's a good thing? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Chinese oral is tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;How exciting...&lt;/i&gt; *sigh* Can't help it. You can't study for this type of tests. I'm like mad high now and I feel that I can't type fast enough! &lt;b&gt;RAHHHHHH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS FRIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; It's here. It's creeping. It's crawling. Like a creepy spider. &lt;i&gt;*SQUISH*&lt;/i&gt; Eww... I hate spiders!&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I really hope that the class will rise to the occassion and be more &lt;b&gt;ENTHUSIASTIC&lt;/b&gt;. :] Nevermind that. I have complete trust in all of you people. I don't say all these stuff during P.E. becuase, we've got no time to waste. THANK YOU 2D! Let's win this. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really have &lt;u&gt;no sense of direction&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE HELP!&lt;/strong&gt; KEETY? Goose? Juniors? (o.o that would be a little desperate.) Heh, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! I like having juniors! Younger schoolmates who know you and call you &lt;b&gt;SENIOR&lt;/b&gt;! How EXCITING! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should go back to researching for Home Econs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Goodbye people from Earth and &lt;i&gt;beyond&lt;/i&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6822446416865441825?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6822446416865441825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6822446416865441825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6822446416865441825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6822446416865441825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-feel-pressure-its-getting-closer.html' title='i can feel the pressure. It&apos;s getting closer now.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5912723261498964095</id><published>2010-04-09T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:41:55.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never knew i could feel that much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;and that's the way i loved you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm. It's lyrics to a song. Don't get me wrong. [: &lt;b&gt;不要想太多.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the only day that I went home after school. I feel super slackish at home. :[ Like, I wanna do &lt;u&gt;homework&lt;/u&gt; but, blah, &lt;u&gt;don't care&lt;/u&gt; at the same time. o.o Or is it just boredom? Oh well. I have something to look forward to. So I don't mind. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO! Public performance is tomorrow! Can someone record the performances for me? I WANNA SEE! :D I can't believe the school actually sold out like, a thousand over seats! &lt;strong&gt;How many people are there in the school anyway?&lt;/strong&gt; Must record! Especially ELDDS' performance. 'Cause I have not seen it yet. :X Oh whatheheck, just record everything! :D &lt;b&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, &lt;u&gt;The Clap 8!&lt;/u&gt;*clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap!* HAH HAH HAH! So super fun! It's a band created during recess. We were randomly clapping to "We will rock you" and each of us like clapped differently. When we did it on purpose, we sounded great! :D &lt;strong&gt;WHOOOOOO!&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have the video, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining for a long time. My dogs have been asleep for the whole afternoon. Oh goodness! It's only 4.30!? Wow, I thought it was, around 6+! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and sleepy shall nap now. :b&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me that I'm deprived from sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5912723261498964095?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5912723261498964095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5912723261498964095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5912723261498964095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5912723261498964095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-never-knew-i-could-feel-that-much.html' title='i never knew i could feel that much...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8015808158643049302</id><published>2010-03-30T20:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:42:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm amazed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONG&lt;/u&gt; said : Class! You're getring frum spɹɐʍ oʇ ʞɔɐq!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How clever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched like a girl crying over Justin Bieber and he went to &lt;b&gt;meet&lt;/b&gt; that three year old girl. &lt;i&gt;Sorry larh! I slow larh!&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, I shall now cry every other night and record it, post it on facebook and yeah, one fine day, in a land far far away, someone will come and see me. &lt;i&gt;If there's even anyone. -.-&lt;/i&gt; Come on, the real thing would go like this: People will critisize you and say you're emo! Which will make you like cry even more. The little girl was just lucky. &lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt; I sound mean but I don't believe in dreams no more. :[&lt;br /&gt;By the way, JB does not stand for Justin Bieber, not Jonas Brothers either. It stands for &lt;u&gt;J&lt;/u&gt;ohore &lt;u&gt;B&lt;/u&gt;aru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. I gave people a bad impression of me. &lt;strong&gt;Oh well.&lt;/strong&gt; My dogs are sick now. &lt;b&gt;Poor Babies...&lt;/b&gt; Where's Ms. Tan now? Hmm..? Anyone care to tell me? Nah, all too busy with their other stuff and are all &lt;u&gt;pang seh-ing&lt;/u&gt; me. So this is what those people mean by their personal messages. &lt;b&gt;The odd one out&lt;/b&gt;, or 'oddball' in Mao's case. &lt;strong&gt;Extra&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Invisible&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2D has no time to practise for cheer. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dion's birthday is coming and I can't go di siao. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junice's party is coming but I've gotta feeling I'm going to feel real odd. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just overslept and missed an appointment. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, now I sound like I need counselling, which I don't. I've got nothing else to crap about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go away now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8015808158643049302?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8015808158643049302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8015808158643049302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8015808158643049302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8015808158643049302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/jsut-beucaes-yuo-cna-raed-tihs-deos-not.html' title='i&apos;m amazed.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7326280439743329188</id><published>2010-03-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:25:58.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail. So, so FAIL.</title><content type='html'>D: You like 'A' on day one then 'B' on day two and then 'A' again on day three and 'B' again on day...&lt;br /&gt;C: Yeah, that's called 饮水思源.&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL LOL LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Another Scenario for you people. :D&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Is your Mom Joanne Pei?&lt;br /&gt;M: No...&lt;br /&gt;C: huh? then why do look like her?&lt;br /&gt;M: Oh, 'cos she's my distant cousin. (oh, so sarcasticly)&lt;br /&gt;C: HUH!? REALLY ARH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. As you can see, my life has been quite fun. [: I have very random conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really shocked by how good people's memories are. I can't even remember what I did like, everything before &lt;strong&gt;primary three&lt;/strong&gt;! Which reminds me. &lt;u&gt;Can you people tell me your birthdays?&lt;/u&gt; I wanna record them down. Even if it's over, just tell me! :D You just might get something. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heh, I love this song. Reminds me of stuff. [:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRehmX3zlwE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRehmX3zlwE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;KEETY~ I wanna sing this song &lt;strong&gt;out loud&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what I was going to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I wish &lt;b&gt;2D&lt;/b&gt; all the best! I wish &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;(;]) all the best too. Oops, sorraye Charmian! Can't go to your 'moport'(?) or however you spell it. [: Have fun anyway! Don't miss me. xD It's still some time away. Still have time to convince me to go. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7326280439743329188?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7326280439743329188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7326280439743329188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7326280439743329188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7326280439743329188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/fail-so-so-fail.html' title='Fail. So, so FAIL.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3058628690519657253</id><published>2010-03-15T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:20:10.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awe-inspring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;ooooooooh~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, I'm still hating holidays and my computer &lt;b&gt;HATES&lt;/b&gt; me! &lt;strong&gt;Yes, it really does!&lt;/strong&gt; It has liked "blocked" me from signing in to MSN and when I go to my brother's computer, it willingly let me go in withought interference at all and also, the top part of the internet explorer keeps "disappearing". (As you can see, my vocabulary isn't as extensive.) Oh, and just &lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt;, my computer is SO &lt;u&gt;HAPPY&lt;/u&gt; that it doesn't allow me to open any other programs that I want. I am now stuck with two internet explorers and a pop-up which I can't close. Ugh, STUPID VIRUS! Wait, I shall not use such a slly word. I shall go find a thesaurus. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...   nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings me to another topic, &lt;strong&gt;class cheer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Although we don't say it in front of all of you, mostly because we have no time, but we appreciate that everyone is pitching in and cooperating. We also are trying very hard to accept your feedback/critisism impartially but please give CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM. We would like to solve the problem too but we can't do it alone. I know we keep shouting at all of you to do the moves properly and such when acutally it's only a group of people doing it wrongly. Please, 2D. As a class, we should be &lt;b&gt;UNITED&lt;/b&gt;. Help your friends when you see that they are doing it wrongly and such. Also, just because you did it correctly, doesn't mean that you can't help the rest. We're tired of shouting too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To a certan person:&lt;/i&gt; PLEASE! FOR GOODNESS SAKE! Get that STINKIN' attitude of yours corrected. You fatuous freak. Do you think that you're the only one in the class and everything have to go your way? THERE'S 41 OTHER PEOPLE FOR PETE'S SAKE! They're all doing the same thing. WHY THE IN THE FREAKIN' WORLD CAN'T YOU JUST DO!? I mean, yeah, you came to practise. BUT WHY THE _ _ _ _ won't you cooperate!? I shouted right in your face and you can just reply so camly. OBVIOUSLY, I WAS TALKNG TO YOU RHETORICALY! I don't like your sass. I ABHOR IT. SO JUST COOPERATE. I have much much more to sy but I still have basic manners to respect you for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, 2D!&lt;br /&gt;Please, wake up. The sec 3 classes are DAMN pro alright? A lot of us put in a lot of effort and there are many classes to compete with. It's been a long ride but we mut persevere and finish this. After losing the class decoration competition, do we want to win this?! I repeat, &lt;b&gt;DO WE!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3058628690519657253?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3058628690519657253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3058628690519657253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3058628690519657253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3058628690519657253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/awe-inspring.html' title='awe-inspring.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8260826010941922655</id><published>2010-03-01T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:41:35.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another shocker! LOL.</title><content type='html'>C: Jay-Z? Oh, that guy who sang 'Down'.&lt;br /&gt;M: Huh!? That's Jay Sean!&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh!.. Sorry larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These are like true scenarios, by the way. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, too many weird weird things are happening that I jut gotta blog about it! :D Yes, I should be studying. Whoooo~ but look at me now! I'm entertaining you people by blogging! Now, you will never be bored! *crickets* Ugh, fine! I need to come up with adjetives for myself. Could you help me? It's for my class tee and I'm not lovin' the one I have now. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHIAO&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;u&gt;________________&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you can do it! Come up with an adjective. Or any word that can describe me. Just not "MEECHIAO is MEECHIAO" alright? ORIGINALITY. :] 2D people! HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, you people should be studying! Not reading my rubbish posts! GO! SHOO! STUDY! BYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8260826010941922655?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8260826010941922655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8260826010941922655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8260826010941922655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8260826010941922655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-shocker-lol.html' title='Another shocker! LOL.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7086269428822083591</id><published>2010-02-27T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:11:10.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL. SHOCKING.</title><content type='html'>Beli: Who are the backstreet boys? I thought they were dead.&lt;br /&gt;Jia: NO... That was boyzone and it was only one guy!&lt;br /&gt;Beli: o.o... oh.&lt;br /&gt;meechiao: ROFL ROFL. I'm so going to post it on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeah, and here it is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;silly, silly beli...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH, i'm still laughing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, so common test is coming. I've been studying real hard and I really hope that I won't have a sudden panic attack during the test. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Before I went on Facebook the other day, I thought that the class was fine with everything and like happy infact. I didn't realise how &lt;b&gt;WRONG&lt;/b&gt; I was. Everyone was like complaining. Esp. those who I thought were like agreeing. I'm sucha bad organiser! DARN IT! So BAD THAT PEOPLE DON'T WANT TO VOICE OUT THEIR OPINIONS. And now, I feel so darn PATHETIC to have to rely on FACEBOOK, a silly website, to get their thoughts on the subject. Why didn't anybody tell me about it!? No way can it be that they want me to figure it out on my own, now do they?.. Then they had to pick up the topic of BIASEDNESS. IF ANYONE HAD IDEAS, WHY DIDN'T THEY SPEAK UP AND MAKE MY SILLY JOB EASIER!? Wait, I know, 'cos I'm not important. The person appointed in-charge is less important than the person screaming and shouting as all of you would rather complain about the scoldings than help the person in-charge. People are complaining without telling me anything, without hearing my side of the story.( or is my side not important because I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!?) WHAT HAS HAPPENED!? AS IF LOSING THE CLASS DECO WASN'T BAD ENOUGH! AFTER ALL OUR FREAKING EFFORTS IN DECORATING THE WHOLE CLASS, WE GOT NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And why is that? 'Cos apparently, they were more focused on the board at the back of the classroom!? DARN IT! IT'S A CLASSROOM DECORATION COMPETITION! THAT MEANS THE WHOLE CLASSROOM, DOESN'T IT!? I know I sound like I'm making a mountain out of a molehill but to 2D, the class that topped everything last year, is now falling apart. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question that wraps up everything up there is just simply: &lt;strong&gt;What Happened?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, wrapping it all up and hiding in my room to STUDY, STUDY, STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;(you know what? when I woke up this morning, I thought there was school.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7086269428822083591?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7086269428822083591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7086269428822083591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7086269428822083591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7086269428822083591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/rofl-shocking.html' title='ROFL. SHOCKING.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3119217579576003365</id><published>2010-02-15T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:20:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I COULD BE A MODEL! O:</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hah, that's what my neigbours say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I visited my neighbour from China back at SengKang and they were acting like we've not met for a long time. They're a sort of newly weds. &lt;b&gt;SUPER CUTE!&lt;/b&gt; Heh, her baby's coming in &lt;strong&gt;MAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Whooooo! &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; MONTH! She said it's 18 May! &lt;i&gt;how familiar... &lt;a href="http://triangles-quare.blogspot.com/"&gt;*wink*&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;. Hah! My neighbours were like saying how tall I am and also skinny! (:D HAHAH! I'm SKINNY!) Yeah, that's how the model thingy came about. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today. Went over to maternal side. I don't know how to term my relatives in english. Heh. *SQUEALS* They said I was skinny too! HAH! 爽! Alright. When we reached there, we were "welcomed" by the loud tune of the lion dance. Yeah, in the house! O: It's like every year. Wheeee! fluffy! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sort of bored now. Um... I don't think that's the right way to put it. I'm distracted. Heh, My lil' Bonjour's wearing a T-shirt! MAD CUTE! AHHHHHHHH! I'm taking super loads of photos with it. So, SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3119217579576003365?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3119217579576003365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3119217579576003365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3119217579576003365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3119217579576003365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-could-be-model-o.html' title='I COULD BE A MODEL! O:'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6696323644467437968</id><published>2010-02-14T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:44:05.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got mail! O:</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;that was redundant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so &lt;strong&gt;Meechiao&lt;/strong&gt; is finished with her visiting and only for the first day! I left home at 9+am and came home at 10+pm! Really hope I'll have more time to slack tomorrow. Heh, &lt;b&gt;no no no&lt;/b&gt; I meant &lt;i&gt;do my homework&lt;/i&gt;. [: Kay, I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't go into detail for this post. &lt;i&gt;because I'm tired&lt;/i&gt; I practically spent the whole day with my cousins. Wait, not &lt;u&gt;practically&lt;/u&gt; but &lt;u&gt;literally&lt;/u&gt;. Abrielle is becoming more and more like me. Or at least that's what everyone else says. I think it's because she wears the clothes I wore when I was young. Or maybe I'm that tomboy-ish yet &lt;strong&gt;mad cute&lt;/strong&gt; when younger. Hmm... What was I doing when I was &lt;i&gt;five&lt;/i&gt;? Playing with snow? Hah, the lalaland I'm dreaming about everyday in school. &lt;i&gt;You know I'm kidding.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I dream about it at home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm like so &lt;b&gt;OVER&lt;/b&gt; the Jonas Brothers but look at this music video. The &lt;strong&gt;VIDEO&lt;/strong&gt; part, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qQ3Sz0IMmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qQ3Sz0IMmE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nick Jonas &amp;amp; The Administration - Who I Am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this just prove our average concept or rather moral, &lt;strong&gt;"Don't judge a book by it's cover?"&lt;/strong&gt; Be true, have you done so?&lt;br /&gt;(psst, he really &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; diabetic, alright?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How pretty, how emoish?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalaland...&lt;br /&gt;I like it when she like clapped her hands to the "ba da ba ba da ba ba da" part beside the hole. She looks like a little child then. (3:53)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6696323644467437968?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6696323644467437968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6696323644467437968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6696323644467437968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6696323644467437968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-got-mail-o.html' title='I&apos;ve got mail! O:'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2723524240744336908</id><published>2010-02-13T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:06:25.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;新年快乐!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to &lt;em&gt;relax&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Skip&lt;/strong&gt; all your homework. Get your &lt;b&gt;red packets&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Eat&lt;/u&gt; all your crazy goodies. &lt;i&gt;Smile&lt;/i&gt; everyday. Meet your &lt;strong&gt;relatives&lt;/strong&gt;. Meet your &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;. And whatever. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MEECHIAO&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;happiness, prosperity, luck and uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all get fat! Hahah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;-ing in the year of the &lt;strong&gt;TIGER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2723524240744336908?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2723524240744336908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2723524240744336908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2723524240744336908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2723524240744336908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-time-is-it.html' title='What time is it?..'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5851679121104040774</id><published>2010-02-13T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:16:29.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a normal school day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...SPENT AT TOWN!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's February! HAH! I'm still lagging. Mostly because, I'm tired like everyday. I feel so super guilty. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;09.02.2010 &lt;/span&gt;I absolutely forgot about my poor little brother's 11th birthday! &lt;i&gt;poor lil' mushroom ]:&lt;/i&gt; I'm still wondering why no one even mentioned it before that day. No one was talking about it! O: He fell sick on his birthday and was vomitting. He's better now. It's &lt;strong&gt;past midnight&lt;/strong&gt; and he's sucking on a lollipop. Well, I'm listening to Ignorance - Paramore, so we're even. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a normal school day as suggested by my post's title. After Geog lesson, we went for CNY celebration. My favourite part, other than CHINESE DANCE, was the MV but only the "behind the scenes part of it". We have such cute teachers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. I lent my colour pencils to these two seniors. I didn't know what they did to it but had promised to return it to me the next day but I didn't get it back and also, &lt;b&gt;I had forgotten about it&lt;/b&gt;. This morning, when I went back to class, I saw this plastic bag on my table. It was a &lt;strong&gt;brand new box&lt;/strong&gt; of colour pencils with &lt;b&gt;more colours&lt;/b&gt; than my other one! There were the words 'Thank You' with a smiley at the corner and a message somewhere near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi! Sorry but we broke your colour pencil. So we bought this as a replacement. Great apologies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3D(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh! We've got such sweet seniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, back to topic. After celebrating, we went back to class and they read out a love letter. I shall keep details personnal lest someone gets hurt or embarrased or something. HAH! Jocelyne, was so filled with emotion when reading it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to compass point with Goose, Mao and Spots. xD Uh, translation; Gladys, Yi Jia and Belicia. We has planned to go to Plaza Singapura to watch Valentine's day but by the time we finally changed out and sat down at McDonald's it was somewhat near 3pm. (The movie was starting at 4+pm) We then decided to just shop around at town area. Walked from Plaza Singapura to Orchard Central. &lt;i&gt;Why didn't we take MRT you ask? 'Cause we didn't feel like it. (:&lt;/i&gt; Took the long long long escalators. Belicia and I were absolutely terrified. *SCREEEEEAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to 313 somerset and after walking 2 levels of FOREVER 21, we went to UNI QLO. Sat down for ice cream after that. It felt so good to be sitting down. [: Paid $9.50 for ice cream but it was yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmy! (Maybe it's because I've not eaten ice cream in a long time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then WALKED TO ION. Had coffee somewhere after walking around art supplies shops and Prologue. I GET BORED AT BOOK STORES! Which reminds me, I said that I shall name my post that but I couldn't remember. Well, won't bother to change it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked. Belicia spit out her coffee when Yi Jia asked a real bimbo-ish question; "He shuai or not?". Heh, wouldn't expect that from Yi Jia. Then again, she keeps using the word 'pang sai' when she' like so lady-like. Heh. Werd Hobo. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belicia's mum brought the three of us back to dhoby ghaut station. Good thing, as my legs were SO TIRED. Talked nonsense on the mrt. OH! Before we went to Plaza Singapura, we went to compass point's library and Gladys wanted to win this pillow thing. They borrowed three books and went for the lucky-dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached into the wrapping paper-covered box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took out a slip of paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the counter took and gave her an...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Poor lil' Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and when reading the comic book, which I borrowed from Gladys, on my bed, I fell asleep. and woke up at 9.30PM. My parents weren't home. How odd. I still don't know where they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of my post and my brother's asleep. Don't know now as I'm still wide awake. I shall attempt to change my blogskin! :] Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/: surprisingly, I didn't call Gladys "Sng" in this whole post! O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5851679121104040774?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5851679121104040774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5851679121104040774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5851679121104040774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5851679121104040774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/normal-school-day.html' title='a normal school day...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3585505044252738723</id><published>2010-01-23T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:46:15.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;that I haven't seen your face, Yeah, you know the song.(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day to stay home. &lt;b&gt;NOT.&lt;/b&gt; Ugh, I'm stuck home doing homework! &lt;i&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first post for &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;! How exciting. (Ugh, I feel so behind everyone.) Countdown wasn't so much fun for me. The highlight so far is the Sec.1 orientation camp. No, no you silly. I'm no longer a Sec.1, I'm a sec 2! Bonded with 1C and got a lil' bit more experience on leadership. Now, post-camp, I have so many super&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C-U-T-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;juniors! HAH! To put the whole thing into one simple, commonly used word by the GRAND MASTER of the Grand Master Yoshi, Cheryl A., it is... *drum roll* *rolling* *drops sticks* ._.       &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt; :D Just, plain, AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling with my studies, mostly science and maths, and also time management. Ugh, things have &lt;i&gt;SOOOO&lt;/i&gt; changed. I'm tired like every evening and quite depressed. Thinking too lowly of myself. MEECHIAO must buck up and keep her enthusiasm levels up, up WAAAAAY HIGH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, now. Back to homework. :]&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3585505044252738723?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3585505044252738723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3585505044252738723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3585505044252738723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3585505044252738723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-so-long.html' title='it&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8271739609345633136</id><published>2009-12-30T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:52:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;you know, like combining numbers and getting a bigger number?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just say it just because it's the truth. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE NOT BEEN BLOGGING&lt;/span&gt;. The laziness is getting to me. I'm much too used to slacking that I don't like being stressed at all. Ugh, stress. At least I'm kind of done with my homework... :)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, who am I kidding. 2 book reviews!? How am I going to finish that in a week's time!? I DON'T READ! (Shocker. *rolls eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about the 'Addition' thing. Heh, Meechiao got a puppy! :D French bulldog. Named it Bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alamak, Ah Mao, just 'cause the Golden Retriever's name is Goldie, the French Bulldog is not Frenchie. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for briefing about Sec 1 orientation camp. Sweet! I knew almost ALL the games! It's gonna be a breeze teaching them. *gulp* I hope. Mostly worried about the number of cheers we have to come up with. Oh goodness. I've only been in this school for 1 year! How many cheers can I learn!? I SO need help. &amp;amp; whenever I need help, I go to... ZEENIA! :D &lt;i&gt;What a helpful lil' flower she is.&lt;/i&gt; Oh so happy that I met sucha person. :)(ZEE,ZEE! I appreciate you! SEE! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I just bit my tongue. How? I don't know, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is 30th December already and tomorrow's the countdown, I shall think back about 2009 and set new year resolutions right here, right now. ON MY BLOG! So the world knows and if I didn't achieve it at the end of the year, the world will know! (Or at least the people who read my blog...)Sort of a motivation thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes! (hope I have internet connection throughout the typing of this post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so 2009 is coming to an end and whatever. This year has been quite fun actually. Overall, I enjoyed it. From the very first day, entering the secondary school which I had quite a bad impression 'cause heard people somehow critisizing it. When I found out I got in, my reaction was just this "Ok, fine, whatever. Can't do anything now". Then the sec 1. orientation. Seriously, it was...*how do I put this nicely* not up to my expectations. I heard my seniors talking about how they got camps and stuff and we had a 2 day thing with absolutely no bonding. Dissapointed. Then got to know the classmates more and more. Became a councillor. Slowly embracing Secondary school life and time and time again kept missing my P6 pals till one fine day, I realised, so does everyone else in the class so I HAVE to make everyone feel welcomed and not that they have to be clique-y to fit in. Tried but I just got to know everyone and not make everyone talk to each other like the super close classmates I imagined. Like when one wants to get high, the rest of the class too! and I still think the guys are all the 'act cool' type. (no offence, alright?) but they are really close, among the guys and if a girl approaches them or something and they'll go "are you sure you're in the right 'section'" or something like that. Okay, if you don't think you do, well, you're giving me that impession alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my CCA. In the beginning, I was so excited! A DANCER! Woah! Then I stretched everyday and stuff like that for the first half of the month and after that it got tough, 'cause i usually focus A LOT of my time and studies at the second half of the year and then eventually I stopped stretching at home. Which made me super unflexible and stubborn to as I was afraid of being critisized when I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so... the rest of my life. Fine, I guess. Taking each day as it comes. No idea what to aim for in life, AT ALL. So I guess, I'm kind of relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new year resolutions are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become hardworking. &lt;i&gt;Putting 101% in whatever I do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stretch. Stretch. Stretch. &lt;i&gt;Flexibility will so help me fit in, somehow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revising on a daily basis. &lt;i&gt;Yea, I need help.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want. Basically, anyway. Very vague but I believe it'll help me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting bored now so I'll leave this post as it is. Have a HAPPY NEW YEAR! However you may spend it, enjoy it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8271739609345633136?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8271739609345633136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8271739609345633136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8271739609345633136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8271739609345633136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/addition.html' title='Addition.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6370977879802355949</id><published>2009-12-01T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:09:06.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;you'd realise that something is gone.&lt;/i&gt; HINT: It's in the 'profile' part of my blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALAMAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my CPU from servicing yesterday and I lost every single precious little picture that was in it! Oh goodness. I shall get over this by taking more pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was dance yesterday. A little disappointed that I didn't get chosen to perform but I'm like back-up. It's still good. (: I can practise in the background and if someone can't make it, I'll get to perform! But now, I'll have to practise and practise and bend and stretch to improve and remember all those steps so that I can perform the next time! (: PERSEVERANCE. If I really have the &lt;b&gt;PA&lt;/b&gt;ssion for dance, I'd have to prove it. (To myself, anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still lazy to do my homework! Ugh, I can't even read a simple article without drifting awy into my little daydream land. Why am I complaining? I should be doing it right here, right now! Isn't that right? Argh, I'm just THAT lazy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, going to school in a few mintue's time. What else can I blog about? Oh, AH2A RACE! Not really tiring, though. We practically walked everywhere. Heh, my form of tiring is running. Walking or cycling doesn't tire me at all. :D Abnormal? Maybe. But it makes me different from you. =] ooh~ I talked some sense into you didn't I? HAH! I can be deep too! YAY!  I shall come up with more deep thinking sentences. Wait, what are 'deep thinking sentences' anyway? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!OH! Time for dance! Look out for my plurks, people! :]&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6370977879802355949?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6370977879802355949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6370977879802355949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6370977879802355949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6370977879802355949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-you.html' title='Over you.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8037547753863637997</id><published>2009-11-25T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:49:29.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;but not for long...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO is back from councillor camp! It was SO fun! Kay, not fun. &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt; alright? :D Played new games and learnt new cheers. We even made our own and cooked our dinner! [Heh, instant noodles] Bonded with some people but really, not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I ♥ NIGHT GAMES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEE~T!It's fun to scare yourself at night and then wake up the next morning and think back and laugh at yourself 'cause you feel that you were acting stupid. Or you could also like hate yourself A LOT and never want to talk to anyone ever again and grow up with no friends and end up an old hag living with many many cats. But of course, that's just a possibility. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I ♥ COUNCIL CAMP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DID&lt;/u&gt; have fun and I &lt;u&gt;DID&lt;/u&gt; bond. It's just that I didn't get to know many people. I only like made friends with like people in my group as I spent the most time with them but I didn't know anyone else! This little girl didn't even got to reach her ultimate HIGH which she planned to. Don't get me wrong, I'm not dissatisfied with the camp, I'm VERY satisfied. It's just... I've been in this school for a year now and I'm not even close with my own CCA seniors, let alone those who I just see quite often. The only senior I'm close to is Jessica which I see every week! Yea, I'm unfriendly. &lt;i&gt;Like it's &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; fault?&lt;/i&gt; Oh wait, IT IS! Oh, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a lot of stories during the council camp but they shall be kept secret. Learnt from past mistakes and am NEVER &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; making them &lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt; again! So don't even think about convincing me to tell you. I've learnt to be quite stubborn. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that I have a blue-black on my leg and above that, is a cut! o.o Who?What?When?Where?Why?How? I HAVE NO IDEA! But the cut hurts a lot. -.- I'm accident-prone. I got bitten by a dog, I had a horrible fever during One&lt;br /&gt;Life.WantLife which turned out to be Pneumonia and falls every now and then. I'm just glad that I've not experienced fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated and I'm leaving. Goodbye blog readers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8037547753863637997?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8037547753863637997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8037547753863637997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8037547753863637997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8037547753863637997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3234159723909096248</id><published>2009-11-22T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:26:18.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm leaving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meechiao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;has &lt;b&gt;big &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;news for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging for a whole week! Due to my really busy schedule, I won't even be home. I'm having councillor camp from tomorrow, 23 November, to the 25th. After that, I'll rush home and get ready for bay retreat, which I still have no idea about, and then AH2A Race! Ugh, starting to get headaches already. I shall be a positive lil' girl. :] YIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I'm going away from home! Wait... That's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is my really head hurting? Argh, okay. It's my head. Maybe it's 'cause I've not eaten anything. That's just a possibility. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak... My MSN doesn't like me! ... HAH! After I typed that last sentence, it signed in! Woah... :D Oh, my computer is going to be sent for servicing while I'm away. Like, FINALLY! It keeps making these *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...P* sounds for nothing. Ugh, annoying thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O I left this blog post here for like hours and just realised I was posting. Alamak...&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, shall stop now. I think I should go to bed soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOODBYE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3234159723909096248?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3234159723909096248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3234159723909096248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3234159723909096248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3234159723909096248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-leaving.html' title='i&apos;m leaving.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7088838001922040351</id><published>2009-11-18T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:00:09.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got hit 10 000 times! :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;heh, fooled you! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the 10 010th person to visit my blog when i found out. YAY! Happiness. HAH! Okay I'm going to do what I came here to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;PURBLE.PURBLE.PURBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I posted it! Heh, &lt;a href="http://heart-on-mysleeve.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;Yi Jia&lt;/a&gt; has taught me many words in her own language. Like, for example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny&lt;/strong&gt; - FARNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purple&lt;/strong&gt; - PURBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty&lt;/strong&gt; - PUR-DEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys Over Flowers&lt;/strong&gt; - Girls Under Grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome Suit&lt;/strong&gt; - Pretty Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hungry&lt;/strong&gt; - Hungy [hung-gee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh, Lee Yi Jia[Ah.Mao], thank you for teaching me random words. This post was just to annoy you! HAH! PWNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63xsl_s-lXE&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63xsl_s-lXE&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; dedicated to Yi Jia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you noticed something? I posted at the same time as &lt;a href="http://innocent-melancholicme.blogspot.com/"target="blank"&gt;Zinnia&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;Heh, weird... xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7088838001922040351?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7088838001922040351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7088838001922040351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7088838001922040351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7088838001922040351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-got-hit-10-000-times.html' title='I got hit 10 000 times! :]'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-36435301137527507</id><published>2009-11-16T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:19:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting My Holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;not really. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not REALLY wasting my holidays. I'm just finding it hard to motivate myself to do my homework. :] But am doing other things to entertain myself! Like... drawing! Haven't got these sudden inspirations to draw since Primary school alright? :D It's fun to start drawing again. I think I got this from watching Joanna and Jane Min draw. Yeah, Ah Mao, YOU TOO! :D All the talented "art-sy" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm doing is practising my penmanship. Looked through my homework and they look atrocious. Messy squiggles everywhere. ESPECIALLY compositions. The only neat handwriting is the first line. :] Kay, gotta write that down as my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also, I've been planning out my holidays this time as there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; months and I have quite a lot of events going on. So, I have to be able to plan my time properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... I need motivation to do my homework! I still find no point doing it. I know, I know. "Why put it off to tomorrow when you can do it today" right? But the problem with that is that I know that there are many TOMORROWS to put it off to... Heh, that actually made sense! HAH! (To me anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've not trailed off to some absolutely random topic yet. Heheh, I &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; focus alright? Just need to put that into everyday life. Also, I've been daydreaming a lot. Which is a REALLY SILLY way to spend the holidays! I've NEVER daydreamed before! I've always been the little prefect/councillor listening to class. "Shh"-ing the student next to me when they were talking. HAH! &lt;i&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;/i&gt; But really, I've never daydreamed. It's fun to wander to a different world where everything just seems so perfect because it all goes YOUR way. But if you watch enough TV, you'll find problems here and there and then you wish everything was just like it is now. Then you'd blur back into reality and see your teacher calling your name in class and find drool all over your desk. Your classmates turn their heads to face you and start laughing. Typical storyline. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall talk about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="5" behavior="alternate" width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;IN THE FUTURE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be another typical average ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it'd be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;     erm... WHAT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this reminds me of the time when our Mother Tongue teacher brought us to the computer lab. He wanted us to read newspaper articles online. (Heh, that story is for another post? :]) Obviously, it's after the examinations. So we went to do what ever we wanted. After visiting blogs, I opened the notepad and started talking to myself in first person, second person, third person and whatever. I split my personality into tiny little bite-sized pieces that when combined, will become a whole complete MEECHIAO! Hah. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait. One last thing before I leave this post. I need motivation, people! xD Well, if you're free anyway. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-36435301137527507?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/36435301137527507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=36435301137527507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/36435301137527507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/36435301137527507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/wasting-my-holidays.html' title='Wasting My Holidays?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3375726340286595050</id><published>2009-11-13T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:13:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; nothing in the world can bring me down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I have no idea what the title means.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored just now and doodled on a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;it's not an absolute "MASTERPEICE" as I was mostly practicing my pendmanship.&lt;br /&gt;i have no scanner now.&lt;br /&gt;so you guys can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll do another with the nest friend i meet!&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;The next FRIEND, whom I know, I meet, I shall do another random scribbly doodle work with &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I JUST KNOW it's gonna be a 'HER'.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. If you are wondering what is so fun about doodling?&lt;br /&gt;You haven't doodled with me! xD&lt;br /&gt;heh, i'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;It just cures boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment for the brain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I laugh to myself...&lt;br /&gt;If I'm REALLY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;-.- HAH! I don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna bring my stationery with me everywhere I go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3375726340286595050?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3375726340286595050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3375726340286595050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3375726340286595050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3375726340286595050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-in-world-can-bring-me-down_13.html' title='&amp; nothing in the world can bring me down.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6947414467621679086</id><published>2009-11-05T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:14:59.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEGLECT.</title><content type='html'>Yes...&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Stating the obvious is really a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;STATING that stating the obvious is a waste of time is an EVEN MORE waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i find no point in doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;hello! handing up to the next teacher?&lt;br /&gt;so that he/she can judge us based on our holiday work?&lt;br /&gt;obviously, most of us won't put much effort into doing the homework right?&lt;br /&gt;Some will just rush through them, leave them on the table collecting dust and party the holidays away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, maybe it's not for them to judge.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they want to find out whether we are hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;but that applies for exams too.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe exams are to test our intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;so that those aliens (disguised as HODs or even a super high authority in education) have a better idea of which children's brains to devour.&lt;br /&gt;They'll probably run an experiment to find out why humans learn differently.&lt;br /&gt;Most likely in a painful way, like disecting.&lt;br /&gt;After that, they will force this "programme" to their little alien children's education system and force them to disect little humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test shall go as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GABBAGOO EDUCATION SYSTEM (secondary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;End Of Year Examination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cohort :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Date :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Follow the following instructions carefully and you may pass this test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disection Of Humans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Pick up the chainsaw-like thingamajig and just saw the human in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Poke the half on your right with the matchstick after you've light it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Write down your observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Put the other half into the beaker of boiling slime prepared for your convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Remember to switch off your ears as there might be some loud screechings and screamings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Write down your observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Using the information you gathered from the experiment, give a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;[Don't worry if you can't, it won't award you any marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--END OF PAPER--&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! Aliens have such a friend;y education system.&lt;br /&gt;No competition. No MARKS!&lt;br /&gt;Just randomly do whatever and whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they are still coming.&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no. I'm not paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;They're coming for &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy your holidays!&lt;br /&gt;[while you can...]&lt;br /&gt;[you KNOW they're coming.]&lt;br /&gt;[so, BE AFRAID. BE VERY AFRAID.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6947414467621679086?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6947414467621679086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6947414467621679086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6947414467621679086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6947414467621679086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/neglect.html' title='NEGLECT.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8896486011041396784</id><published>2009-10-16T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:52:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muhaha. x]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHIAO&lt;/b&gt; has finished her exams!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that GREAT!?&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy and free soul!&lt;br /&gt;whoooooohooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I have absolutely no topic now.&lt;br /&gt;so I shall talk about random things that pop up into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't soft toys just so cuddly?&lt;br /&gt;nah. they keep staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;just like &lt;strong&gt;BARBIE DOLLS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;goodness, they are really scary!&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jasmine's house and saw these barbie dolls and she told me that when our classmate saw them, she screamed, ran out of her room and cried.&lt;br /&gt;so poor thing.. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were playing with the computer and was youtube-ing.&lt;br /&gt;we saw some pranks and then went on to illusions.&lt;br /&gt;there was this video that made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;as in scared-the-jeepers-out-of-me cry.&lt;br /&gt;want to know more about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;talkie tuh meh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;YUMS.&lt;br /&gt;but they're just tea.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. obsession.&lt;br /&gt;obsession--&gt; JONAS BROTHERS!&lt;br /&gt;[eek!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;-blank...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a video would help make this post longer.&lt;br /&gt;let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope .&lt;br /&gt;went to youtube and just found other people's failure.&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;there was this one...&lt;br /&gt;wait, i'll show you! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/18KzwK5gMtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/18KzwK5gMtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! poor customer service.&lt;br /&gt;erm... but what could the guy do?&lt;br /&gt;rush back to the store and get another one?&lt;br /&gt;don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you guys HAVE TO WATCH THIS!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LAUGHING LIKE MAD!!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vUF6f83jclI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vUF6f83jclI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! STILL CAN'T STOP LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;that lil' boy is so farny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;they're really brave though.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end here cos' i want to watch the video again! &lt;br /&gt;hees, toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8896486011041396784?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8896486011041396784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8896486011041396784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8896486011041396784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8896486011041396784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/muhaha-x.html' title='muhaha. x]'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-590525974740166746</id><published>2009-10-02T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:35:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little early but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;a song by the JONAS BROTHERS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DISCLAIMER* before you go "there goes that crazy fan again"&lt;br /&gt;this song was made like in 2006 or even earlier!&lt;br /&gt;the youngest of the three, Nick, was like my age now when he wrote&amp;sang this song.&lt;br /&gt;so just listen to it and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qr-vv1gtt5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qr-vv1gtt5k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year at Chistmas&lt;br /&gt;All I can see&lt;br /&gt;Are pictures of the things &lt;strong&gt;I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the tree&lt;br /&gt;But this year's a little different&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking of myself&lt;br /&gt;So my prayer for this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Is for &lt;strong&gt;somebody else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray &lt;b&gt;Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; for every boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I know you're listening&lt;br /&gt;And you can hear&lt;br /&gt;The need of every broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And all their tears&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot to offer&lt;br /&gt;Just this one simple prayer&lt;br /&gt;That this Christmas everyone would know&lt;br /&gt;Somebody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray &lt;b&gt;Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; for every boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope&lt;/b&gt; when life is hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Light&lt;/b&gt; when everything seems dark&lt;br /&gt;I pray that every hungry soul&lt;br /&gt;Will be fed and will be warm&lt;br /&gt;That not a single, solitary child&lt;br /&gt;Would suffer harm&lt;br /&gt;And that wars would find their ending&lt;br /&gt;As we take another view&lt;br /&gt;My hope is that this Christmas prayer&lt;br /&gt;Would somehow come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;Humanity would rise&lt;br /&gt;And join with me&lt;br /&gt;And together we'll &lt;u&gt;sing &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joy&lt;/b&gt; To the World (To all the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; for every boy and girl (for every boy and girl)&lt;br /&gt;(Talking bout hope) &lt;b&gt;Hope&lt;/b&gt; when life is hard (when life is hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Light&lt;/b&gt; when everything seems dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that (I pray) every hungry soul&lt;br /&gt;Will be filled and will be warm&lt;br /&gt;(Not a single child) That not a single, solitary child&lt;br /&gt;Would suffer harm (Never suffer harm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that wars would find their ending&lt;br /&gt;As we take another view (As we take another view)&lt;br /&gt;My hope is that this Christmas prayer&lt;br /&gt;Would somehow come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joy&lt;/b&gt; To the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; for every boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... that was like a christmas song and it's a little early but i just wanted to say this.&lt;br /&gt;this song made me realise that Santa is real.&lt;br /&gt;well, not that big jolly old fella.&lt;br /&gt;God is SANTA CLAUS!&lt;br /&gt;he has given me so many presents.&lt;br /&gt;not something that I play with and then throw away,&lt;br /&gt;but a present that will be by my side FOREVER...&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;b&gt;FAMILY AND FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the exam stress or the moving house making me emotional but it really made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i cry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing this song was written to make us realise that it's not about the presents but the gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;it also shows that the Jonas Brothers are grateful to be alive. &lt;br /&gt;and so am I, for my family,friends,anyone that i meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i remember, i'll try to re-post this on christmas and get all of us into the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;but now, it's about studying and also mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;those who have not eaten mooncakes, like meechiao here, get a swensen's one for me! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-590525974740166746?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/590525974740166746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=590525974740166746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/590525974740166746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/590525974740166746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-early-but.html' title='a little early but...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5350895997721286127</id><published>2009-09-22T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:59:02.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaaah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFxnpJkFhAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFxnpJkFhAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people of the earth who own computers.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been blogging much because i've been busy.&lt;br /&gt;and by busy i mean sleeping. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired recently.&lt;br /&gt;from 4-6.30pm, if you sms me or something, you'd have to wait a looooooong time for a reply.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i might not even bother replying because like 2hrs has past and you'd probably find another person to answer your question. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you and me the perfect team, chasing down the dream..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... what's &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; dream?&lt;br /&gt;who's &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;"perfect"&lt;/u&gt; partner?&lt;br /&gt;seems like i have no life.[as usual]&lt;br /&gt;but i have no strengths whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;what dream can i possibly have?&lt;br /&gt;get a strength? maybe?&lt;br /&gt;annoying people? not much of a strength.&lt;br /&gt;dance? bad coordination and not at all flexible!&lt;br /&gt;singing? terrible. even &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hate my own singing voice.&lt;br /&gt;SEE! i really have no life!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, what in the world have I been doing in the past short short 13 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention. academic achievements.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. &lt;i&gt;yea right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;no discipline. cries &lt;i&gt;WAY&lt;/i&gt; too much.&lt;br /&gt;i can wake up in the middle of the night and just start crying.&lt;br /&gt;why? i think i'm crying for NOTHING because EVERYTHING seems to be giving me way too much stress but everyone else seems fine with this and seem not at all stressed.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING is giving me stress.&lt;br /&gt;when i &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to relax, i can't even just look blankly into space.&lt;br /&gt;my mind will go haywire and wonder what work there is. &lt;br /&gt;when it needs to be handed up.&lt;br /&gt;what do i need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;when do i need to  study. blah blah blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;i've forgotten how to relax!&lt;br /&gt;who in the world can do that!?&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;missing p6 friends again.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong. &lt;br /&gt;I like my 1D'ers but I miss my 6D'ers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;really, i have work.&lt;br /&gt;this was supposed to help me relax but it didn't work so.. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5350895997721286127?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5350895997721286127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5350895997721286127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5350895997721286127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5350895997721286127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/aaaaaaah.html' title='aaaaaaah...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7357483027050202795</id><published>2009-09-01T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:38:47.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first failure...</title><content type='html'>was super sad when i got my results.&lt;br /&gt;and felt EVEN worse when i was told that i DESERVED to fail.&lt;br /&gt;although it's only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; failure so far, i don't want to see another one.&lt;br /&gt;I'd think i'll like can't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;oh no. tears coming back!&lt;br /&gt;time to get my mind off this rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that, i want to thank those who comforted me.&lt;br /&gt;you guys are real sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. to help me get rid of that thought, some re-calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 August 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCHOUKBALL!&lt;br /&gt;SHIOK-ness!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before walking to church, I was watching disney channel and they showed this 'Sports Swap' thing. &lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, it was about TCHOUKBALL! xD&lt;br /&gt;coolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played Tchoukball, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;It was great!&lt;br /&gt;learning a new sport with friends... :D&lt;br /&gt;fun. real fun.&lt;br /&gt;got to see professionals play and gosh, they were GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that, went to compass point KFC with some peeps.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, Brenda started these tricky questions thing.&lt;br /&gt;I realised I was quite clever at these nonsensical questions. xD&lt;br /&gt;but I couldn't figure out what 'fuzzy wuzzy' was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when done, went home with Charmian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 August 2009, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ushered for 9am service.&lt;br /&gt;sort of blur. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! RBS!&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really feel like typing everything out.&lt;br /&gt;i all i can say is i like making the popiah but i did not like eating it. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo with Jessica, alicia, wanzhen and peeps.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated Jan's birthday after shopping with wanzhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;31 August 2009, Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, attended the Teachers' day concert twice.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun though. =]&lt;br /&gt;later, we ran around the school searching for teachers to give out the muffins.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to NCPS.&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;it was 11.00+AM and we could only go in at 1pm and stay till 3pm!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR...&lt;br /&gt;met up with pearl!&lt;br /&gt;went to compass to find ZEE and ESABEL!&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, went back to NCPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played and laughed ad hugged and jumped about.&lt;br /&gt;[= had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;yea. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a little laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5yyQE32drE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5yyQE32drE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe: I'm just gonna bring a javelin... &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACxun7f8bUQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACxun7f8bUQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to this song. cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering why it's so blurry, it's from the &lt;strong&gt;3D&lt;/strong&gt; movie. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay! meechiao is done blogging! continue to support the Jonas Brothers! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7357483027050202795?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7357483027050202795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7357483027050202795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7357483027050202795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7357483027050202795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-failure.html' title='my first failure...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3940399520232170118</id><published>2009-08-25T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:15:00.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one spark starts a fire,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksoRXbWNbtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksoRXbWNbtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the middle of common tests. &lt;br /&gt;I am seriously freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what to bring, what time to sleep, what time to wake up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to worry about what to wear though.&lt;br /&gt;hah, obviously...&lt;br /&gt;okay. sorry that it is SO short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. erm..&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the video over and over and over again till my next post, alrights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading! &lt;br /&gt;love ya all!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3940399520232170118?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3940399520232170118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3940399520232170118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3940399520232170118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3940399520232170118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-one-spark-starts-fire.html' title='Just one spark starts a fire,'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3844381941649105038</id><published>2009-08-07T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:06:29.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's so nice of them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3QPgEGFXh4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3QPgEGFXh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, i cried. It proves I have a heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9XZW96svcig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9XZW96svcig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aww...&lt;/i&gt; This song &lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt; SWEET! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, time for my ACTUAL post! :D&lt;br /&gt;did NAPFA 5 stations on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Yayness! My sit and reach improved!&lt;br /&gt;SBJ didn't though.&lt;br /&gt;the next day, kept playing and talking nonsense with AH MAO.&lt;br /&gt;HAHs.&lt;br /&gt;*snicker* i'm secretly a witch. &lt;i&gt;shh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aches here and there when stetching during dance.&lt;br /&gt;After dance, met the Sec. 4s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;NCHS celebrated NATIONAL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's turning 44!:D&lt;br /&gt;*applause applause applause*&lt;br /&gt;Reached school and met Belicia.&lt;br /&gt;She's so cute I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Went to class and talked about random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ISABEL's dreams are SUPER funny!&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. My favourite is the chopping the toes off one. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class after singing the anthem and taling the pledge.&lt;br /&gt;All of us started on our cards to be sent to Kenya.&lt;br /&gt;After more than an hour, we moved up to the hall for the concert!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! NC talent quest!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO~ CHINESE DANCERS WON! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In other news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1D&lt;/strong&gt; WON THE NOTICEBOARD DECORATION CONTEST!(AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;YES! All our hard work has paid off!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;I'm JUST REAL HAPPEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the toilet with Joanna and Zinnia to paste national day tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;I have a merlion on my neck!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;walked home covering it with my file. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for cell tml!&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna watch 'UP' in 3D with me?&lt;br /&gt;call me! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3844381941649105038?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3844381941649105038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3844381941649105038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3844381941649105038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3844381941649105038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-so-nice-of-them.html' title='that&apos;s so nice of them!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-9223326554887333326</id><published>2009-07-31T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:12:47.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a lazy girl, in a competitive world.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, &lt;b&gt;CLEARLY&lt;/b&gt;, I haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I've time management problems which leads to sleep problems and now, i've already lost half of the hair on my head.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... maybe not half.&lt;br /&gt;More than that?&lt;br /&gt;Hah, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;[You decide which part i'm kidding about. :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school today to do the class deco.&lt;br /&gt;1D RAWKS and YOU know it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really &lt;strong&gt;MAD&lt;/strong&gt; at some people right now.&lt;br /&gt;but really tired after such a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehees. I LOVE SINGING IN CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL OPR and Jia Hui were laughing in class all of a sudden, like non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;i asked them why there were laughing and they said they laughed on purpose and started laughing for real.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped up from the floor [er.. i was sitting on the floor not like under floor] and joined them.&lt;br /&gt;I went "HAHAHAHAHAHAhahahaha!" suddenly and kept pointing at them.&lt;br /&gt;They gave me the stunned look and laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL?LOL?LMAO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pi&lt;/i&gt; = 3.141592654... &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to do do my homework and waste the rest of my time playing online games!&lt;br /&gt;*shows a cheesy, nerdy smile and suddenly have these super large and thick GEEKY specs appear on my face and a snort-snort-ho-ho laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shiver .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh~ scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i mentioned that i am super angry with someone right?&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't hate that person beacuse the person [who shall be called &lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; from now on in this post] did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt;'s personality is REALLY bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; has MANY character flaws.&lt;br /&gt;grr.. just thinking about it just gets on my nerves and makes me even more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk about something that makes me &lt;strong&gt;HIGH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There's only these few things.&lt;br /&gt;My ABSOLUTE no.1 BAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE JONAS BROTHERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... &lt;b&gt;SINGING&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, &lt;b&gt;dancing&lt;/b&gt; too but i can't dance well.&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO loves &lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;AGIC.&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO loves &lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;USIC.&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO loves &lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;ogu-mogu!&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO likes to &lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;aniacly jump up and down?&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO is &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;iraculous&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO has to remember to make 2 cards for a special someone. [=&lt;br /&gt;whom i haven't apologised and would really hopes for a chance to. =]&lt;br /&gt;wants a chance to...&lt;br /&gt;needs a chance to...&lt;br /&gt;but also the courage to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i just realised something!&lt;br /&gt;it's 12.01AM,1/8/2009, Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;how interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;me drank a cup after dinner and ate 4 tako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.. family asleep already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: save up for the ALBUM or ALBUMS if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to yo peeps for reading and GOOD MORNING! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-9223326554887333326?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9223326554887333326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=9223326554887333326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9223326554887333326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9223326554887333326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-lazy-girl-in-competitive-world.html' title='i&apos;m a lazy girl, in a competitive world.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3992066423564263091</id><published>2009-07-22T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:56:00.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to sleeeeeeep more! ._.</title><content type='html'>yayness! i'm blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.. have to run 3 rounds around the school tml for PE.&lt;br /&gt;wait wait, positive. Think Positive.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! We're going to run 3 rounds for PE tml!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYY!!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;still loathing it.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i take my own sweet time to jog.&lt;br /&gt;it's tiring to chiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; 21 July 2009, Tuesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;Literature group members came over to do Lit project.&lt;br /&gt;what else? xD&lt;br /&gt;we went to 7-11 to buy lunch. [er.. not me]&lt;br /&gt;then came over to my house to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then started on our project.&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of a mess right now.&lt;br /&gt;gonna edit it.&lt;br /&gt;[sooner or later. o.o]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Literature was writing super quickly.&lt;br /&gt;chiong chiong chiong.&lt;br /&gt;they talk too soft and too fast.&lt;br /&gt;i hope our project won't turn out like that.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back aft school for the interview for the maths thingy.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee~ lucky us.&lt;br /&gt;ah mao, ah goose and I were in a group interview.&lt;br /&gt;but were the last to be interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;kept laughing like crazy in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah goose picked up a book and covered like half of the title only showing the word '李'.&lt;br /&gt;"who is this person?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;Clever me replied Lee Kuan Yew.&lt;br /&gt;heheh. she was surprised that i knew the answer.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i dont who but a guy said from behind a bookshelf "lee kuan yew.." and another guy laughed and giggled with him.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but i just replied to the bookshelf "Very funny har?"&lt;br /&gt;Then, i realised what i just said and quickly hid myself in the bookshelves.&lt;br /&gt;ah mao and ah goose were still LOL-ing.&lt;br /&gt;_-_...&lt;br /&gt;then talk what nonsense about doing the staircase thingy and harry potter the invisibility cloak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before our interview,&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;we saw erm.. &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; [better not to reveal his identity? xDD] walking towards the toilet too.&lt;br /&gt;ah goose shouted "OI!" to him but he did not reply.&lt;br /&gt;we then hid behind the wall and started laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;then the 2 crazy people were like stalking &lt;strong&gt; C &lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was following behind them, laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we went into the toilet, ah goose peered around and switched off the boys toilet's lights.&lt;br /&gt;then we chionged into the girls' toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we came out, ah goose went to turn the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;then the 2 crazy animals were imagining someone suddenly screaming in the guys toilet. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the library and continued doing nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;looked through some like yearbook thingys.&lt;br /&gt;and saw how teachers looked like 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;aww.. they've changed so much. O.O&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah! laughed at a particular person we were not sure who the person was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ending off with just these to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RICE IN APPLE JUICE! &lt;/span&gt; nice one ah GOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3992066423564263091?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3992066423564263091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3992066423564263091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3992066423564263091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3992066423564263091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-sleeeeeeep-more.html' title='i want to sleeeeeeep more! ._.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5052141839253628627</id><published>2009-07-17T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:15:19.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHEH! :DDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MEECHIAO&lt;/strong&gt; is still &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; pleased with her blogskin! :D&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Jolene, Yi Jia, Zinnia and Gladys came over to do the Litarture project.&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun singing with Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JONAS BROTHERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="853"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzAW_xmr81U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzAW_xmr81U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say that this ain't FUNNY?&lt;br /&gt;No right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i don't want to make this post JB filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... what can I post about...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i baked my life's &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; batch of COOKIES!&lt;br /&gt;choco chips. yums!&lt;br /&gt;baked them with JOLENE [ah.miaow]! [:&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;b&gt;FUN&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The cookies were &lt;strong&gt;FANTABULOUS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY! They were AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;I would offer you some but there's no more. xD&lt;br /&gt;I ate all of my cookies in the afternoon. [:&lt;br /&gt;Ah miaow too! xD&lt;br /&gt;too bad. if you want some, bake them yourself! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. Celebrating Abrielle's birthday tomorrow so, i'll be skipping FFW.&lt;br /&gt;sorraye.&lt;br /&gt;My beloved cousin is celebrating her birthday, she's so darn &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;How can I say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, homework not done and a busy day tomorrow. :X&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it's just maths. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog more!&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;wait, i go blog hopping for quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh never mind...&lt;br /&gt;buhbyeeeeeee peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5052141839253628627?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5052141839253628627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5052141839253628627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5052141839253628627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5052141839253628627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/heheh-ddd.html' title='HEHEH! :DDD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6008859753946946440</id><published>2009-07-15T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:55:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEA! FINALLY! 8D</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; blogskin! 8D&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite done with it yet.&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna add a few thingys here and there.&lt;br /&gt;now, er.. sorry short post.&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of changing my URL. :]&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;meechiao says bye now.&lt;br /&gt;"BYE NOW!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6008859753946946440?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6008859753946946440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6008859753946946440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6008859753946946440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6008859753946946440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yea-finally-8d.html' title='OH YEA! FINALLY! 8D'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2044186346642198584</id><published>2009-07-14T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:11:48.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeeeeeee~</title><content type='html'>SO HIGH in class today!&lt;br /&gt;but so sad... had to change seats.&lt;br /&gt;no more laughing with ah mao and gladys and vanessa so often.&lt;br /&gt;but there's still JOLENE! :D&lt;br /&gt;ah miaow and I are Sze Sze's class buddies.&lt;br /&gt;o.o i don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm er.. priveledged (?) to be a buddy to a new student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, let me start from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my way to school, sms-ed ZEE to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to see my beautiful card made for my AH MAO, YI JIA!&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia received many many presents! :D&lt;br /&gt;then, PE.&lt;br /&gt;ran around school.&lt;br /&gt;can't say i jogged all the way.&lt;br /&gt;but slowed down only once. :]&lt;br /&gt;acheivement.&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet up for group project.&lt;br /&gt;MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;completely lost. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;recess. HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;chinese.&lt;br /&gt;lost interest in class.&lt;br /&gt;kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;CME.&lt;br /&gt;o.o... that reminds me. i left my file in class.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't done the "my thoughts" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE CALIGRAPHY!&lt;br /&gt;wrote 下 many many times.&lt;br /&gt;and ....&lt;br /&gt;DREW THE VERY FIRST BOOF USING A CALIGRAPHY BRUSH!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pro. :DDD teehees.*&lt;br /&gt;* copying ah mao.&lt;br /&gt;aww... changed seats.&lt;br /&gt;BYE AH MAO&lt;br /&gt;BYE GLADYS&lt;br /&gt;BYE VANESSA&lt;br /&gt;BYE CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;BYE CHERYL ANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i will laugh as much at where i sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YI JIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO NEEDS A NEW PENCIL BOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!! grr.....&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO NEEDS A NEW BAG!!!!!! NO MORE SLING BAGS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S KILLING ME!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LEFT SHOULDER ACHES and I CAN'T CARRY IT ON THE OTHER SHOULDER.&lt;br /&gt;I'll like limp wherever i go. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO WANTS LESS HOMEWORK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO LIKES MOGU-MOGU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO LIKES MAGIC!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of magic....&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;br /&gt;michie's GONE!&lt;br /&gt;[not b*tchy okay. clean your ears and put eye-mo in your eyes.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2044186346642198584?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2044186346642198584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2044186346642198584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2044186346642198584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2044186346642198584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheeeeeeeee.html' title='wheeeeeeeee~'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5558174711925671790</id><published>2009-07-06T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:38:22.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm problematic.</title><content type='html'>Still having problems.&lt;br /&gt;Really REALLY tired.&lt;br /&gt;Keep taking cat naps here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Resulting in insomnia at night.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm not going to be negative in the beginning of my post. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... had cell on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;FUN!&lt;br /&gt;made Jessica sit down and blocked her from going home.&lt;br /&gt;she had to watch Charmian and I do our homework. x)&lt;br /&gt;[grr... homework. why can't I just take one look at the questions and know the answers right away without using my head so much. wouldn't that be so much easier? guess I'm just... blur]&lt;br /&gt;managed to drag Jessica all the way to 308.&lt;br /&gt;once we reached there, i wasn't hungry anymore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;something wrong...&lt;br /&gt;bought SOURRRRR SKITTLESSSSS and F&amp;amp;N Orange.&lt;br /&gt;keke, me like sourrrrrrr sweeeeeeets! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;acidic.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;she bought 2 ice creams and finished them along the way back to church.&lt;br /&gt;o.o fast.&lt;br /&gt;FFW!&lt;br /&gt;laughs.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;went home like the good little girl I am.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEEEEEEEEPYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept and woke up at 1am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;what in the world!?&lt;br /&gt;i was wide awake till around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and the lights were switched on at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;i climbed out of my bed with my pillow and saw my mom.&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't sleep and decided to do some housecleaning.&lt;br /&gt;i dropped onto the sofa and drifted to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;dreamland was darkkkk and putch-blackkk. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, i chiong-ed and went to meet zinnia.&lt;br /&gt;ran and ran.&lt;br /&gt;._. i'm going to fail 2.4 i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;i can't run without panting with difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;it's different from the usual panting after I run.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a longer time for me to catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;met up with zinnia and walked all the way to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... didn't bring my homework to chiong.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb p5-p6, in between lessons there will be people chiong-ing homework.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe they can focus lohs.&lt;br /&gt;and they are like those talkative ones.&lt;br /&gt;so pro!&lt;br /&gt;i cant do that!&lt;br /&gt;i get distracted. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in bay.&lt;br /&gt;told my mom i'd be home at arnd 3+.&lt;br /&gt;she just replied not too late ar.&lt;br /&gt;Charmian kept waiting for the rain to come so she could avoid going home.&lt;br /&gt;Terence with his 乌鸦嘴 said that only when she reached home, would the rain come.&lt;br /&gt;we sat outside waiting for the rain.&lt;br /&gt;and after some time, we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;uncle zhong da fetched us.&lt;br /&gt;once we were in the car, it started to drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;grr.. what the...&lt;br /&gt;once Charmian went to her lift lobby, the rain got heavier.&lt;br /&gt;i noticed because i was walking to my block. duh.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, it rained heavily.&lt;br /&gt;LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;watched tv and fell asleep on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;20 min later, i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;[see! i told you! i keep taking cat naps.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, charmian called and we brought Bingo downstairs for his walk.&lt;br /&gt;funny larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;EEK! when will i EVER get one of their albums? T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of musicians, i thought of Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;that's even sadder..&lt;br /&gt;i listenind to his songs like since i was born.&lt;br /&gt;my parents would listen to his songs and I'd be sitting beside them wondering why that guy dances like that. [referring to the "Billie Jean" one.]&lt;br /&gt;It looked weir to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, a few years later, i found out his was the King of Pop.&lt;br /&gt;and then I found out who the King of Rock was.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Lilo and Stitch.&lt;br /&gt;then, i noticed that no one could imitate his voice.&lt;br /&gt;only his dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;which made him UNIQUE.&lt;br /&gt;that's cool!&lt;br /&gt;I rmb I was watching something on tv about his neverland thingy.&lt;br /&gt;He cared about children so much? Why?&lt;br /&gt;After all those, I did not listen to his songs unless like someone says "moonwalk".&lt;br /&gt;After he died, i saw many tributes.&lt;br /&gt;and wondered, why didn't i know he did this?&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson, may you R.I.P., [R]est [I]n [P]aradise.&lt;br /&gt;free from any debt or critics.&lt;br /&gt;Just you and your Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;And memories of your wonderful accomplishments all etched in the minds of your millions of fans.&lt;br /&gt;RIP, Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, later Clare, Isabel and Vanessa are coming over to chiong our science project.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd better get my stuff packed.&lt;br /&gt;as in like my table.&lt;br /&gt;It's a total mess. .-.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE now! :DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5558174711925671790?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5558174711925671790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5558174711925671790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5558174711925671790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5558174711925671790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-problematic.html' title='i&apos;m problematic.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1693922204574157038</id><published>2009-07-01T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:38:57.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's July! Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's the 1st of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke, i have nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;let's see what happened on the first of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 1 is the 182nd day of the year (183rd in leap years) in the Gregorian calender. There are 183 days remaining until the end of the year. The end of this day marks the halfway point of a leap year. It also falls on the same day of the week as New Year's Day in a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o that's chim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1979 – Sony introduces the Walkman. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2007 – Smoking in England is Banned in all public indoor spaces. With the ban already in force in Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland, this means it is illegal to smoke in indoor public places anywhere in the UK. The ban is also put into effect in Australia. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... let's see if any famous people, whom i know of, were born on this day.&lt;br /&gt;er.. either I know very few celebrities or I have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know any of them. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but i saw a Michelle Wright.&lt;br /&gt;She is a Canadian Musician born in 1961.&lt;br /&gt;So she's like 48 this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so what famous celebrities share the same birthday as Michelle Chua 蔡敏儿?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1360 – Yongle, Emperor of China (d. 1424) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continues searching* OMIIGOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1972 – Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, American professional wrestler and actor &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more looking around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1975 – David Beckham, English footballer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._. not a footballer, i've never watched a football game in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1985 – Lily Allen, English singer and songwriter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyar, i got this on like facebook or something.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who she is though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... how about deaths on 2 May?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1519 – Leonardo da Vinci, Italian inventor and painter (b. 1452) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D COOL!&lt;br /&gt;o.o that's all i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an absolutely random day.&lt;br /&gt;The following conversation is re-enacted very vaguely. Please do not ask what the blanks are. They are obviously there because I forgot what EXACTLY was the conversation. Who remembers conversations so well anyway? -.- If  the conversation sounds unfamiliar to you, Yi Jia and Gladys, I am writing this based on very very faint memory of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia, Gladys and I were talking.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: There's this bread at _____ that is totally black. It's called charcoal bread. Nobody eats eat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know how to change the bread's colour! Spread butter all over it. It would be YELLOW! :D&lt;br /&gt;*acts out how i'd spread the butter and eat the bread*&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia: BUTTER? That's so fattening. One mouth and you'll go *boof*.&lt;br /&gt;The three of us start laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia was saying something about Gladys and a wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: What's a wolf?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's the "ancestor" of dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia: A dog is a wolf and a bear mixed together.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? I thought dogs were just domesticated wolves.&lt;br /&gt;Later, the conversation eventually became like this...&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia: So, a bear and a wolf is a boof?&lt;br /&gt;We start laughing like mad clowns again.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You said boof when like someone gains weight. So when you gain weight, you will make that sound and attract a boof?&lt;br /&gt;Continues laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How do you spell boof?&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia: B-O-O-F.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought B-O-L-F?&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jia: Hard to pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the conversation above, what have you learnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not funny to you, then you just HAD to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, you weren't. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to WORK.&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee world! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1693922204574157038?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1693922204574157038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1693922204574157038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1693922204574157038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1693922204574157038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-july-yay.html' title='It&apos;s July! Yay!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8323415543225886577</id><published>2009-06-29T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:59:13.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY! [o.o nono, not mine xD]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZHENG YI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size3: ;font-family:bradley hand itc;" &gt;May you stay forever CUTE and CHEERFUL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Zheng Yi's birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated her birthday yesterday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 June 2009, Sunday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for sunday school with ZEE!&lt;br /&gt;When we were reaching church, Jessica called.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she went to church and ran back home alone to get Zheng Yi's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so after sunday school, stayed back in bay till they finished their duty.&lt;br /&gt;aww... Charmian couldn't join us. T-T&lt;br /&gt;i went to compass point to buy the cake.&lt;br /&gt;erm... didn't pay for it cos i am REALLY broke.&lt;br /&gt;came back with a cake and a flower shaped balloon in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica so cute!&lt;br /&gt;tried to stuff the cake in the coffee table drawer.&lt;br /&gt;but still put into the fridge anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to compass point to da pao our dinner to Zheng Yi's house.&lt;br /&gt;[almost forgot to take the cake out of the fridge. xD]&lt;br /&gt;keke, watched movies in the dark dark living room!&lt;br /&gt;o.o Simpsons the movie.&lt;br /&gt;watched the movie tons of times because of my dad and MUSHROOM!&lt;br /&gt;mushroom still mimicks the scenes from the movie!&lt;br /&gt;and there I was, watching the movie and trying hard to swallow down my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;er... i forgot to get a candle from the store.&lt;br /&gt;they tricked Zheng Yi to turn on the stove for us.&lt;br /&gt;and then chased her out of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;used a wooden chopstick to represent a candle.&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. They are SOOOO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;after zheng yi "put out the candle",&lt;br /&gt;we played blind mice!&lt;br /&gt;in her living room!&lt;br /&gt;once the lights were turned off, the room was total pitch-black dark.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! FUN! FUN! FUN!&lt;br /&gt;when it was meng jun's turn to be the blind mouse, all of us went into the room&lt;br /&gt;leaving meng jun walking around the living room aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. so clever sia! he came into the room to find us. xD&lt;br /&gt;he figured we were too quiet. xD&lt;br /&gt;when the game ended, meng jun went to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. we all acted like we were touched by the song. xD&lt;br /&gt;*cry, cry, cry*&lt;br /&gt;went home at 9+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais... blogged to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;it's just the first day of school and i'm already pull my hair out!&lt;br /&gt;projects not done.&lt;br /&gt;science homework is a big '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things to do but very little time!&lt;br /&gt;have to pick up time management skills.&lt;br /&gt;then some other things not related to school, made me very touched, sad, confused and just nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;i miss primary school times.&lt;br /&gt;i know i've said this umpteen times but it's so darn TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;i missed the recent class gathering cos of my condition and am REALLY sad.&lt;br /&gt;not depressed, just sad.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to see my beloved 6d'ers.&lt;br /&gt;all the above mentioned things combined altogether leads to just one thing STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;and this STRESS has lead me to start crying.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel better this way but i still cried.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't ready for school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was SO afraid i'd forget something.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't done my book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;then, when i plopped onto my bed, once again, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;didn't sleep well and was VERY sleepy in class.&lt;br /&gt;new teachers, people with new haircuts, or wigs *wink*[you know who you are. xD]&lt;br /&gt;how to settle these problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my plan:&lt;br /&gt;like Harper's Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;one by one. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll end this post now and hopefully will find some way to de-stress. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEECHIAO LOVES HER READERS!&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;MOGU MOGU! xD [sorry, random. 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[o.o nono, not mine xD]'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6391172158334051036</id><published>2009-06-24T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:01:31.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more about camp, Camp, CAMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 June 2009, Friday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went home the other night.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor's.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to church after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;They were playing the nationals in the field.&lt;br /&gt;sporty games. ._.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was wearing tags.&lt;br /&gt;o.o me dk where to go&lt;br /&gt;felt VERY lost&lt;br /&gt;took over mayer while he rested.&lt;br /&gt;played dodge ball for the first time in my short 13 years.&lt;br /&gt;then moved on to play volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;felt breathless after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;and i DIDN'T do ANYTHING!!! O.O"&lt;br /&gt;weird...&lt;br /&gt;lunch!&lt;br /&gt;then SHOWERR.&lt;br /&gt;continued with the nationals but indoors this time.&lt;br /&gt;took over Sandra's.&lt;br /&gt;she was in-charge of one of the games.&lt;br /&gt;freeeee timeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;prep for community outreach the next day.&lt;br /&gt;was grouped with ken and zii wen.&lt;br /&gt;was shivering like siao in the air con room. o.o&lt;br /&gt;went outside 3-1 to practice.&lt;br /&gt;keke, i said nothing. :X&lt;br /&gt;///////it's 10.21 AM and i just coughed and sneezed at almost the exact same time! xD\\\\\\&lt;br /&gt;DINERRR.&lt;br /&gt;still felt VERY cold.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't in an air con room nor near any fan.&lt;br /&gt;grr.. fever came back.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, took medicine and went to dorm to rest.&lt;br /&gt;changed into jeans cos REALLY cold.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, i started sweating and temperature went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;er... i was locked in the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;played with my torch light, my phone. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;in the next room they were singing so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;sounded so high. xD&lt;br /&gt;sms-ed Charmian to help get the key to get me out!&lt;br /&gt;dont know how to contact Tiffany!&lt;br /&gt;sms-ed Brittany and Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the room, sat down and listened to the theme talk next door, walked around somemore, ransacked my own bag for any unknown/random items i might have thrown in that morning.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;just some leftover sweets.&lt;br /&gt;cant eat them though.&lt;br /&gt;guavaaaa fruit plus BEST. :DD&lt;br /&gt;then tiffey came!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;refilled water bottle, grabbed file and went into 3-1!&lt;br /&gt;listened to like around half of the theme talk.&lt;br /&gt;:D managed to catch up!&lt;br /&gt;jumped through a skipping rope.&lt;br /&gt;wrote a prayer down on a piece of paper and put it into a box.&lt;br /&gt;then sat in our families.&lt;br /&gt;then........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;"!!&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"evacuated" from 3-1 and moved down to the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;had to rush up to our dorms to grab only 10 things.&lt;br /&gt;could not use the lift as we would face something "horrible"(?)&lt;br /&gt;[hehe, sally was in the lift! XDDDD]&lt;br /&gt;used the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;grabbed stuff without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;and went down.&lt;br /&gt;keke, lilian and i didnt even bother to fold our sleeping bags.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! if in real danger will you be like folding your sleeping bag neatly and slowly moving down to the safe spot? xD&lt;br /&gt;if yes, hah! good luck to you then.&lt;br /&gt;if no, come chiong with me! xD&lt;br /&gt;checked if we brought extra things.&lt;br /&gt;some were confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;3 team members were "trapped".&lt;br /&gt;they cant see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;each team sent a person, blindfolded, to find them.&lt;br /&gt;the rest, directed him where to go to rescue them.&lt;br /&gt;after that, SUPPER.&lt;br /&gt;._. i dont usually eat supper.&lt;br /&gt;slept in the carpark!&lt;br /&gt;each group had tents and everyone had sleeping bags but it's VERY THE WARM LARHS!&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep properly lohs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 June 2009, Saturday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am-3am kept coughing and coughing.&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning, made michelle K accompany me go toilet. xD&lt;br /&gt;brushed teeth, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;packed up tents and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;had our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;then we had family devotion.&lt;br /&gt;was split into our teams the day before.&lt;br /&gt;o.o changed groups!?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt pratise! AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;grouped with kevin.&lt;br /&gt;._. he didn't practise either.&lt;br /&gt;tried my best to keep quiet all the way to the block.&lt;br /&gt;i have years of practice with the keeping super uber quiet.&lt;br /&gt;ask my primary school teachers!&lt;br /&gt;quiet little michelle.&lt;br /&gt;that p1 girl with the short hair which i never ever went back to and NEVER will!&lt;br /&gt;that little crybaby who cried over almost everything that was as small as anything you can imagine and still does.&lt;br /&gt;that little girl who can remember people, know how they are like and yet, the person can look at her and ask "who are you?" without a wondering how she knew that much.&lt;br /&gt;this little girl is hidden deep, deep in my memories in a drawer in a dark corner with lazer beam traps, land mines and whatever high-tech security system there is to keep her from coming back.&lt;br /&gt;that emo little girl was always unnoticed and anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brr.. feeling cold.&lt;br /&gt;no more about the distant past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so, community outreach.&lt;br /&gt;yea, did not practise, so a little panic-y.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know how to act or react.&lt;br /&gt;but managed to fill some survey forms.&lt;br /&gt;don't know how many, but still filled larhs. :D&lt;br /&gt;kevin did most of the work.&lt;br /&gt;i cant talk properly! coughs.&lt;br /&gt;after that, walked back to church.&lt;br /&gt;no lunch.&lt;br /&gt;well, cos like have a taste of how the less fortunate live.&lt;br /&gt;during lunch-time, had a talk.&lt;br /&gt;tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;almost dosed off halfway.&lt;br /&gt;freeee timeeeeee to prepare for our skit.&lt;br /&gt;o.o hehes.&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;variety show! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahas. just cant stop laughing at the skits!&lt;br /&gt;xDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;dinner!! :D&lt;br /&gt;theme talk!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;then TREEEEEEAAAAASUUUURRRRRREEEE HUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNTTT!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;found the 6 pieces but no key!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR!!!&lt;br /&gt;ran up and down 4-5 floors hunting.&lt;br /&gt;"out of the frying pan and into the fire"&lt;br /&gt;what has that got to do with..&lt;br /&gt;grr.. never mind.&lt;br /&gt;supper!&lt;br /&gt;sleeeeeeeeeeeeeepp!&lt;br /&gt;finally!! in dorm!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;no more aching back! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;  21 June 2009, Sunday  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast then went for service.&lt;br /&gt;could not focus.&lt;br /&gt;was REALYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY TIREDDDD..&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;then family devotion.&lt;br /&gt;"Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." Ephesians 4:32.&lt;br /&gt;:DD memorised.&lt;br /&gt;lunchhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then life of blue.&lt;br /&gt;went to hougang mall!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;did not feel like moving again. &lt;br /&gt;headache acted up.&lt;br /&gt;just sat down.&lt;br /&gt;after an hour+ we mrt-ed back to SKMC.&lt;br /&gt;then freeeeeeee timeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;slept during that time.&lt;br /&gt;woke up by... i forgot who for dinner. o.o&lt;br /&gt;then, theme talk! &lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;sang till super high !! :DD&lt;br /&gt;then barbecue!&lt;br /&gt;after eating, kept running around talking photos! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i expected this post to be like longer.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;hope you people had fun during camp!&lt;br /&gt;and had fun reading this post! :P&lt;br /&gt;byyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeees~~! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6391172158334051036?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6391172158334051036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6391172158334051036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6391172158334051036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6391172158334051036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-about-camp-camp-camp.html' title='more about camp, Camp, CAMP!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-9090881358360088450</id><published>2009-06-23T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:25:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OneLife.WantLife Camp 2009! :D</title><content type='html'>CAMP WAS just simply FANSTASTIC! :D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T STOP SMILING! :D&lt;br /&gt;MORE SMILEYS! :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;xD Time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 June 2009, Thursday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched Charmian, Abigail and I to church.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i have a BIG bag :P&lt;br /&gt;Went up to 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;Brittany was outside waiting for me to come. xD&lt;br /&gt;Collected our files and went in. :D&lt;br /&gt;Air-connnnnnnnnnn~&lt;br /&gt;Played a random question quiz game! (yay! :D)&lt;br /&gt;After the quiz, we sat down in our teams, or "families" according to the paper in the file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RED TEAM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;we went down to the carpark for MORE games! :D&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;We had to pick up different balls (one at a time) as many times as possible as a team using strands of strings attached to another string tied into a circle and bring it to the bucket at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;No touch-y the ball.&lt;br /&gt;First one was easy. :D&lt;br /&gt;A big basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Next round was tougher.&lt;br /&gt;A tennis ball which was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smaller &lt;/span&gt;than the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;circle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Red team being super uber innovative people, we managed to bring the ball there and back the max. no. of times! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Played like 6 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;each station had different types of balls.&lt;br /&gt;The toughest one was definitely the PING PONG BALL.&lt;br /&gt;Gathered for another game.&lt;br /&gt;Each team made their own base, blew up balloons, taped most of them to the floor in the base.&lt;br /&gt;To go out and run around bursting other teams' balloons, one must tie a balloon to one's ankle.&lt;br /&gt;If the balloon on the ankle bursts, one must return to one's base and get another balloon.&lt;br /&gt;Allied with the teams in the carpark. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing. xD&lt;br /&gt;Had a headache and got a phobia of balloons. ._.&lt;br /&gt;keke, clever base. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went up to 3-1 for camp briefing.&lt;br /&gt;came up with a group name.&lt;br /&gt;UH.....(for 5 sec) YUM SENG!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;hehe, everytime someone said 'er...' everyone will yell our family's name! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COOLIO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, so there's yellow,blue,red,pink,brown and green families.&lt;br /&gt;yellow's name is lom jiam pass.&lt;br /&gt;blue's is blue's clues.&lt;br /&gt;red's is UH.....YUM SENG!&lt;br /&gt;pink is pinkerton as in Charmian Pinkerton.&lt;br /&gt;like their surname.&lt;br /&gt;brown is brown clues.&lt;br /&gt;green is very pro OOSH (oosh)&lt;br /&gt;these imaginative people deserve a round of applause! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[my kawaii kao-ani s are backk!]&lt;br /&gt;we had free time to shower and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;DINNERR.&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember what i ate.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was rice with dishes.&lt;br /&gt;yea, that.&lt;br /&gt;felt cold during theme talk.&lt;br /&gt;went to take temp.&lt;br /&gt;39.5 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;after drinking water, 38 something.&lt;br /&gt;was sent home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/23.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/83.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/37.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/56.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/67.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/82.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/124.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/159.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/182.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/189.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!!&lt;img alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/193.gif" border="0" /&gt; meechiao no want go home!&lt;br /&gt;me barely just started camp!&lt;br /&gt;dad came and fetched me home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;missed the rest of the camp for that day.&lt;br /&gt;but went back the next day for MORE FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... i'll continue next time.&lt;br /&gt;tired now.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-9090881358360088450?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9090881358360088450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=9090881358360088450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9090881358360088450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9090881358360088450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='OneLife.WantLife Camp 2009! :D'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/kaoanis/th_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4836067407754466831</id><published>2009-06-16T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:50:48.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms...</title><content type='html'>Hmm... what can I post about?&lt;br /&gt;i can't get the song 'nobody' by the Wonder Girls out of my head!&lt;br /&gt;This song is so NICE!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;oh yar! street E.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 June 2009, Sunday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet zinnia to walk to church.&lt;br /&gt;o.o when i reached her house, she already went.&lt;br /&gt;Met her on the way and walked together.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, tied up my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Street E.!&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. everyone went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;After Tifanny demo-ed to us, we went around asking.&lt;br /&gt;o.o no one.&lt;br /&gt;Went out of the library and walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Lip Fei and her friends at Action City.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;After finishing, went to somewhere near 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;played a game while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;After sharing and praying, we went to KFC for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;yums.&lt;br /&gt;walked back to church and slacked in bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, that was short. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;going back to school tml!&lt;br /&gt;wait, that's not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. calefare-ing with peeps!&lt;br /&gt;FIRST ClASS SEASON 2!!&lt;br /&gt;look out for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. better not.&lt;br /&gt;DEFINTELY unglam. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;CAMP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for CAMPs! :D&lt;br /&gt;hope i can sleep at night. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogskin is an eyesore, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;hais.. lazy to change. xD&lt;br /&gt;=] 6D'08 CLASS GATHERING!!&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE NEEDS TO PLAY AT LEAST TWO GAMES!&lt;br /&gt;For more information about the gathering, contact ROWENA NG or KWOK AN QI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep the night before.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SjeiQw3axLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qCOYfTtgbVE/s1600-h/DSC00405%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347921491404702898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SjeiQw3axLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qCOYfTtgbVE/s200/DSC00405%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SjeitccoCSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BxDYEVjQZBM/s1600-h/DSC00404%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347921984139823394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SjeitccoCSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BxDYEVjQZBM/s200/DSC00404%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you count how many '=]' are there?&lt;br /&gt;I can! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas . BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4836067407754466831?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4836067407754466831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4836067407754466831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4836067407754466831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4836067407754466831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/randoms.html' title='randoms...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SjeiQw3axLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qCOYfTtgbVE/s72-c/DSC00405%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4460521319518594440</id><published>2009-06-12T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:42:48.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i admit, i'm a lazy little girl. ._.</title><content type='html'>Just feel like slacking the throughout the whole June hols.&lt;br /&gt;*looks at her homework*&lt;br /&gt;Erm... never mind. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 June 2009, Wednesday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to meet ah mao and clarence for chinese project.&lt;br /&gt;Had to restart the whole project because we could not use the computer we used last time.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, had a problem with the internet.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.. could not do the project!&lt;br /&gt;Ah mao and I went to my house but something was wrong with MY com too!&lt;br /&gt;Then, I remembered I had to buy a set of PE uniform.&lt;br /&gt;It was 2.20 and we were gonna meet gladys in CP at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to school with ah mao to find the bookshop &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;C-L-O-S-E-D&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;._. a streak of unlucky events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to CP.&lt;br /&gt;changed out of uniform in the toilet and went to find Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed from CP to Tampines with YIJIA[ah.mao] and GLADYS while Gladys' mom and aunt took the bus.&lt;br /&gt;We were competing who would reach there first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole waiting for the MRT, we went to see the map.&lt;br /&gt;OH DARN. The Paya Lebar station not opened yet!&lt;br /&gt;Had to make a BIG round to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;After changing to the red line,[bleah, i forgot what line it is. xD] Gladys' mom called to gloat that she was at Tampiness already.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;-.- I almost fell when the train left one of the stations.&lt;br /&gt;My reaction was SO funny-weird that it left the 3 of us laughing and launghing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;*starts LOL-ing again*&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, we reached Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;Went to find the store for the class tee.&lt;br /&gt;o.o $20.&lt;br /&gt;Need to book an appointment and give deposit but first, must get deposit. =.=&lt;br /&gt;[oh boy, i'm gonna be SO busy being an ah long &gt;&lt;] Had nothing to do, went to toys'R us to PLAY! many kids were taking swords and running around. even those that looked older than us. keke, we played with the swords for awhile and put them back. I took many photos with the SOFT TOYS! wakaka! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKEWS YIJIA AND GLADYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for tolerating me and my crazy picture taking moments. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked and walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;Ah mao was complaining that she was hungry over and over.&lt;br /&gt;It was 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to Mos burger to sit down, eat and discuss how to collect the deposit.&lt;br /&gt;We had totally forgot about it when we were eating!&lt;br /&gt;only until Gladys picked up the topic. xD&lt;br /&gt;hahas. wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;walked around some more and could not find anywhere to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;At about 6, ah mao and I bus-ed 27 to hougang mall and MRT-ed to CP.&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;we could've took 27 all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;but I did not know that until after I boarded the bus. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 June 2009, Thursday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Plaza Singapura with Charmian to shop. :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to carrefour to find my sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;Remember post-psle CAMP? &lt;a href="http://applecandy-dd.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp.html" target="blank"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://applecandy-dd.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp-part2.html" target="blank"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://applecandy-dd.blogspot.com/2008/11/camp-3.html" target="blank"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lazy to read all of them but want to find out what happened, just read the first part of the third 'x'.&lt;br /&gt;[o.o i used so many cute emoticons then! xD maybe i should do that again!]&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Charmian's small bottles of soap.&lt;br /&gt;Kept walking around.&lt;br /&gt;First to guardian, then watsons and then sasa and after a round around, we went back to carrefour and then to guardian again and to watsons and guardian and carrefour...&lt;br /&gt;erm.. you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, we are two very VERY free girls. xD&lt;br /&gt;After buying, we went to Charmian's old church, beside park mall.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Alicia, Jiawei and kevin were at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to play hide-and-seek with them but PHAILED!&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;br /&gt;continued walking around and then to park mall then to arcade and back to PS.&lt;br /&gt;At 5+(?), Charmian and I went to find her mom and others.&lt;br /&gt;we then went to eat while they walked around.&lt;br /&gt;went to arcade and then went to catch the movie!&lt;br /&gt;hoohoo! monsters vs aliens!&lt;br /&gt;BOB IS SOOOOOOOO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! I was receiving calls and sms-es throughout the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my phone was on silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to kopitiam to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then, uncle zhong da fetched us all back.&lt;br /&gt;O.O" 9 hours at plaza singapura!&lt;br /&gt;Charmian: Can create record!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wanna sleep there? sleeping bag ready. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;  12 June 2009, Friday  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 1pm to collect money from 1D'eons.&lt;br /&gt;sat at the canteen and kept chatting and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl OPR had this cool reminder on a drawing block.&lt;br /&gt;There were tips on how she could save money and how to improve on her results.&lt;br /&gt;"cheryl is going to be filthy rich! :D"&lt;br /&gt;"cheryl is going to be smart! :D"&lt;br /&gt;COOLIO! :D&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;went to cp at 5+ to get something from Ah mao.&lt;br /&gt;walked around cp with mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with mom before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FIN-&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEs! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4460521319518594440?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4460521319518594440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4460521319518594440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4460521319518594440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4460521319518594440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-admit-im-lazy-little-girl.html' title='i admit, i&apos;m a lazy little girl. ._.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6931743875888961292</id><published>2009-06-05T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:37:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[ o.o ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 May 2009, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a briefing in the hall, we boarded the buses to Chinatown!&lt;br /&gt;Took a tour around.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;We had a break before beginning the "amazing race".&lt;br /&gt;We had to interview a tourist.&lt;br /&gt;The answers had to be in CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. My group interviewed an american. O.O"&lt;br /&gt;THANKEWS MAEGAN for translating. :D&lt;br /&gt;We rushed over to a corner and had to make a lantern out of contruction paper and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! 10/10! PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;Saw that the face painting station was full and did not want to watse time, we ran to another corner where we needed to make a rice dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;Did not see the demonstration and got 7/10! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to the heritage centre we saw on the tour.&lt;br /&gt;Had to buy something related to CHINESE culture with $2.&lt;br /&gt;We bought 2 pairs of chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;o.o saw other teams buy fans.&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture with the statue outside the heritage centre.&lt;br /&gt;8/10! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Ran back to the face-painting station.&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed my face. xD&lt;br /&gt;[NO, I AM NOT GONNA POST THE PICTURE]&lt;br /&gt;5/10. Well, passed. :D&lt;br /&gt;MY GROUP GOT THIRD! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Now, PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKTURES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd57KQX0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZL5Dta97cIU/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343764945078083394" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd57KQX0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZL5Dta97cIU/s200/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MEECHIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5oh3qaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/8QQfNaJJF4g/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343764940076853666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5oh3qaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/8QQfNaJJF4g/s200/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5QgZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAes/v2e9ZjN2_9Q/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343764933628260962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5QgZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAes/v2e9ZjN2_9Q/s200/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5NIp9FI/AAAAAAAAAek/DitiergJi3s/s1600-h/DSC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343764932723340370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd5NIp9FI/AAAAAAAAAek/DitiergJi3s/s200/DSC00308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SijerXt0DhI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fUf8l-Owfkw/s1600-h/DSC00318%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343765794557005330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SijerXt0DhI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fUf8l-Owfkw/s200/DSC00318%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SijerJmSu3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/3NJts0dgZuc/s1600-h/DSC00317%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343765790767364978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SijerJmSu3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/3NJts0dgZuc/s200/DSC00317%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd56TdD_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/DskNoDRt5_o/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343764944848228338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd56TdD_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/DskNoDRt5_o/s200/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 June 2009, Thursday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with a few 1D'ians to Ehub.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at Downtown East before bowling.&lt;br /&gt;O.O 2 rounds!!&lt;br /&gt;They went to catch night at the museum 2.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't join them as i had watched the movie alr and did not want to watse money watching it again.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I walked up and down Ehub and round and round Downtown East who knows how many times!&lt;br /&gt;[I stopped counting after 12]&lt;br /&gt;:D BC and his classmates came over to Ehub.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! BRITANNY AND JIA XIN!&lt;br /&gt;long time no see jia xin le lohs.&lt;br /&gt;enthu peeps. xD&lt;br /&gt;THANKEWS for accompanying me! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;when they finally came out of the cinema, we went to take neoprints!&lt;br /&gt;lols. the 2 guys sho shy, hide in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 June 2009, Friday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cut my hair today.&lt;br /&gt;Short fringe again... o.o&lt;br /&gt;Still layered hair.&lt;br /&gt;Just shorter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6931743875888961292?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6931743875888961292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6931743875888961292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6931743875888961292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6931743875888961292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html' title='[ o.o ]'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sijd57KQX0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZL5Dta97cIU/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4283720593016777141</id><published>2009-06-01T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:05:33.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoooo~ looong time no see, bloggie. :D</title><content type='html'>o.o have not been blogging for like a week.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, I DID NOT TOUCH MY COM FOR A WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back in school EVERYDAY to practice for the hip hop competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 May 2009, Friday&lt;br /&gt;The last day of semester 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relief teacher came to take over mother tongue lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Designed class tee with Jasmine since he couldn't teach chinese.&lt;br /&gt;LIME GREEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;After mother tongue was History.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee taught us for 10min or so and let us slack! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Had ANOTHER relief teacher for CHC.&lt;br /&gt;He just sat at the table and let us SLACK! O.O&lt;br /&gt;HooHoo! PE!&lt;br /&gt;Captian's Ball. (AGAIN.)&lt;br /&gt;TT MY ah miaow fell and hurt herself.&lt;br /&gt;[o.o Jessica fell down during captain's ball too, a few days back)&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. my team lost the game.&lt;br /&gt;AH MIAOW! RECOVER SOON WORS!&lt;br /&gt;I treat you to kitty food if you can come to Ehub! xD&lt;br /&gt;RIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! Recess!&lt;br /&gt;o.o bought 3 bottles of strawberry milk.&lt;br /&gt;1 for chairman, 1 for ah miaow and 1 for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;[i sound lame. ==]&lt;br /&gt;ah miaow complained that the GO service no good.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow put dressing. xD&lt;br /&gt;This little kitty still can complain when she is hurt. HAHAs!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class after that for maths.&lt;br /&gt;Did journal writing and then slacked for the rest of the 2 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Went around class convincing peeps to agree to the class tee.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, those who want hot pink class tee, next year make hot pink class jacket! :D&lt;br /&gt;SPRING CLEANING!&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE(shouting): SPRIIING CLEEEEEANIIIING! Let's all start cleaning the class with SPRINGS! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;After 10min of cleaning, DM came and chased us to go to the hall for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;End-of-term talk.&lt;br /&gt;A photo of four girls and a boy on Ular-lar [wild wild wet) flashed on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were gonna get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;"...excuse the boy in the picture..."&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that the four girls had picked up a wallet and returned it to it's owner.&lt;br /&gt;The owner had offered them a sum of money but they politely declined it.&lt;br /&gt;He then offered to pay for the photo taken on the ride but they still declined it.&lt;br /&gt;The wallet's owner wrote a letter to the school praising the four girls on what they did.&lt;br /&gt;What good role-models they are.&lt;br /&gt;[o.o i sound like i'm writing a composition.]&lt;br /&gt;After the assembly, got the consent form for the councillor camp and went back to class to collect my report book.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! NO FAILURES!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school to practice for the hip hop competition the next day.&lt;br /&gt;5 days to choreograph a dance, prepare props and costumes and also rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;After seniors left the dance room for a talk in the hall, Agnes started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;She was joined by Marlene and me.&lt;br /&gt;[O.O??? Marlene and Me? LOLs. Marlene and Michelle. M&amp;amp;M =.=]&lt;br /&gt;After crying, the four of us, including Andrea, started practising SUPER DUPER UBER ULTRA MEGA hardly.&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY DRAINED after that.&lt;br /&gt;Went home and took a cat nap.&lt;br /&gt;Decorated the bamboo poles and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 May 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bus stop outside the side gate of NCHS.&lt;br /&gt;chiong-ed to Teresa's with Jean, Marlene and Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;Put our stuff at the multi-purpose hall and went to 308 to buy breakfast.[marlene,andrea and me]&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. Andrea forgot to get untensils for Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how she had to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Took the LRT to Compass Point.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAs. Andrea so sua-ku.&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed to plaza sing and found Agnes.&lt;br /&gt;Saw our competitors practising nearby and wanted to quit.&lt;br /&gt;After practising for awhile, went to KFC for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us went to change while the others waited for Ivy to come.&lt;br /&gt;:D YAY! Have 1 supporter! xD&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we have many supporters just that they're not physically there.&lt;br /&gt;We watched the first few groups perform and REALLY wanted to quit.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we saw a few more groups perform and our confidence came back.&lt;br /&gt;There was this grim reaper walking around.&lt;br /&gt;We were standing in a group near the stage when the grim reaper came.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice it until I heard someone shriek.&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and ran away with Si Yi and Marlene.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAs. I knew it was a person in a costume but it was quite scary . xD&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, we didn't won.&lt;br /&gt;Chiong-ed to church for FFW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o forgot to blog about the excursion to Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;Next time barhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4283720593016777141?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4283720593016777141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4283720593016777141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4283720593016777141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4283720593016777141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoooo-looong-time-no-see-bloggie-d.html' title='Whoooo~ looong time no see, bloggie. :D'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1605363803937600082</id><published>2009-05-22T08:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:05:30.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOOHOO!! no school! :DDDDDDDDDDDD</title><content type='html'>O YAY!~&lt;br /&gt;There's no school today!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious right?&lt;br /&gt;xD look at the time I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;21 May 2009,Thursday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;Not one day did i blog about on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;[o.o weird sentence, but you get what i mean. Right?]&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep a wink the night before.&lt;br /&gt;Not a problem. :D&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to go school early. :D&lt;br /&gt;The Rio Tinto thingy starts at 11.00am.&lt;br /&gt;Walked with ZEE to school.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 10.20am ==&lt;br /&gt;Kept walking in and out of the library.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the hall for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;SO EASY!! I had LOADS of time to spare!&lt;br /&gt;== the 2 1d'ers beside me were practising their pen spinning skills somemore! xD&lt;br /&gt;Ended 5 min earlier. :D&lt;br /&gt;Before the paper, Jean said that chi dance practice was cancelled. D:&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa[sec1] was complaining about having to bring her leotards.&lt;br /&gt;It made her bag look so big and heavy. xD&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine her reaction when she heard that dance was cancelled. xD&lt;br /&gt;After the paper, went to find Andrea and peeps.&lt;br /&gt;We still had to practise for the hip-hop thing.&lt;br /&gt;But first, they had to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we had no place to dance. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Hais..&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and Agnes went to look for teacher, hoping to get the keys to the dance room, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Felicia[sec3] and Vanessa[sec3] and asked them for help.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to 1E classroom to dance lohs..&lt;br /&gt;Danced till like 3+ den this lady came in and chased us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;LIKE 9 MORE DAYS LEFT LEHS!! HOW CAN SHE DO THIS!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;WE WERE GONNA PUSH BACK THE TABLES AND CHAIRS WHAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;WE ARE RESPONSIBLE STUDENTS. DO WE LOOK LIKE WE WERE GONNA LEAVE SOON!?&lt;br /&gt;NO!!! IF WE COULD GO INTO THE DANCE ROOM, WE WOULD'VE, RIGHT!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;THERE'S A BIG MIRROR AND AIR-CON SOMEMORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;WHY WOULD WE CHOOSE THE CLASSROOM OVER THE DANCE ROOM!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;OBVIOUSLY, WE CANNOT GET INTO THE DANCE ROOM RIGHT!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;TELL US FIND TEACHER, THINK WE NEVER TRY MEHS!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ARGH!!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sorraye. Just letting off some steam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;VERY STRESSED. We only have a few more days to go and we are not ready!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;EVERYONE! JIAYOUS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;No offence to the lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the canteen after returning the key.&lt;br /&gt;Found Felicia and we went to find Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went outside the dance room.&lt;br /&gt;Continued dancing till like 5++pm.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't wearing my watch.&lt;br /&gt;Agnes was going, "what time alr?" for the last few min.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 6.07pm with aching muscles.&lt;br /&gt;Legs were like jelly when walking home. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;] --- With my busy exams finally over, i can finally tell you guys this. MY DOG, i repeat, D-O-G DOG, now looks like a sheep that just got it's fleece shaven. My mom did it!!! She shaved Goldie's fur thinking that short fur will reduce the amount of fur he is shedding everday. &lt;span face="trebuchet ms" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRONG!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's THE SAME LARHS!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IN THE WORLD MADE HER THINK THAT!?&lt;br /&gt;now, my poor doggie looks so unglam. ._.&lt;br /&gt;wait, I'll show ya pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE:[taken on 23 march 2009]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBajhiv-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/xMQPJP0DTTY/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455964018458594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBajhiv-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/xMQPJP0DTTY/s200/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBaQlDxRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eUX0eOnuRC8/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455958932931858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBaQlDxRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eUX0eOnuRC8/s200/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBaBu93QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rxABJyiT0Fo/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455954947955970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBaBu93QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rxABJyiT0Fo/s200/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBZ-p_EuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/LxDYS9efoDo/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455954121757410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBZ-p_EuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/LxDYS9efoDo/s200/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBZuRvZeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/SM_cplX7Nd0/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455949725099490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBZuRvZeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/SM_cplX7Nd0/s200/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCD74e0DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PNWbdn2IiEA/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338456674931757106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCD74e0DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PNWbdn2IiEA/s200/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCDtDU_4I/AAAAAAAAAds/n89NU8TgNhM/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338456670950719362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCDtDU_4I/AAAAAAAAAds/n89NU8TgNhM/s200/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCDWOKepI/AAAAAAAAAdk/KQdn2Rrnduw/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338456664822151826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCDWOKepI/AAAAAAAAAdk/KQdn2Rrnduw/s200/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338456663089171458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCDPw_TAI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Knz2nxavbE4/s200/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER: [Taken on 22 May 2009]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCwH0d8II/AAAAAAAAAec/MNQkWwt_278/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338457434050392194" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCwH0d8II/AAAAAAAAAec/MNQkWwt_278/s200/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCwKuvs3I/AAAAAAAAAeU/2oE7PdNUFts/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338457434831696754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCwKuvs3I/AAAAAAAAAeU/2oE7PdNUFts/s200/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvy8RgvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mfgl-JtorAI/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338457428445987570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvy8RgvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mfgl-JtorAI/s200/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvxdiQJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/FTEBhsRl8zw/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338457428048625810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvxdiQJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/FTEBhsRl8zw/s200/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvsWs6HI/AAAAAAAAAd8/1-3cDQd1j6M/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338457426677786738" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYCvsWs6HI/AAAAAAAAAd8/1-3cDQd1j6M/s200/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really tell the difference in photos.&lt;br /&gt;You have to see it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone at home is fun!&lt;br /&gt;that little Mush is away at school while i stay home and do whatever i want! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1605363803937600082?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1605363803937600082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1605363803937600082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1605363803937600082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1605363803937600082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoohoo-no-school-dddddddddddd.html' title='HOOHOO!! no school! :DDDDDDDDDDDD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/ShYBajhiv-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/xMQPJP0DTTY/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5730446743883151383</id><published>2009-05-20T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:02:44.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGH!!!!! VERY HIGH!!! :DDD</title><content type='html'>LOLs. Don't worry, I'm not on any drugs or sniffing any glue.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just SUPER UBER HAPPY that the exams are O-V-E-R!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;NO EXAMS~&lt;br /&gt;NO EXAMS~&lt;br /&gt;Ah Miaow! Sing song lehs.. xD&lt;br /&gt;So quiet.. &gt;&lt;" argh.. *ah-chooo!* == I think i'm catching a cold again.. kay, let's start BLOGGING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 May 2009, Sunday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is CHARMIAN'S birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Made a card for her this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ZEE to buy sweets!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't decide what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Zee so pro!&lt;br /&gt;Found a milk bottle candy!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha! REVENGE! xD&lt;br /&gt;We then took the LOOOOOOONG way to church.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;We went to the 2nd floor and saw zee's mom.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. She so cute lohs.&lt;br /&gt;She told zee that she took 7-seater car there. xD&lt;br /&gt;We played this game at 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;o.o At first, I thought Josh could see through the blind fold.&lt;br /&gt;But then, he did not know which side of the whiteboard to draw on. xD&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;Topic: PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, MC. &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss being called M.C.&lt;br /&gt;Only Val calling me that in school.&lt;br /&gt;1D'ians are MICHELLE.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even mistake me for the other Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;Middle of the year liao hors!&lt;br /&gt;Call people, call properly kay?&lt;br /&gt;[== sound so singlish.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO STORY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sunday school, slacked in bay.&lt;br /&gt;o.o no one told me that they were gonna play with water later on.&lt;br /&gt;If they told me earlier i could've joined in the fun! xD&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to go home take clothes and stuff so just watched them play lohs.&lt;br /&gt;WAH! darrel and zhewei, zai wors.&lt;br /&gt;$7+ for 2 packets of flour!? xDD&lt;br /&gt;5+ went to play floorball.&lt;br /&gt;surprised char by pouring flour all over her.&lt;br /&gt;Later, surprised her again by spraying water all over her.&lt;br /&gt;hahs . Darrel was so excited, spraying jia wei and charmian with the hose, that he made the hose come out from the tap. xD&lt;br /&gt;He tried to put the hose back without turning off the tap. xDD&lt;br /&gt;crazy...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. They were super sticky after that.&lt;br /&gt;:D lit up the candles on her b'deh cake and sung happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;CHARMIAN, eu haven post the pics on facebook! xD&lt;br /&gt;After they washed up, cut cake, ate cake and then, my parent's fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;Went to downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, walk-walk, went home. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 May 2009, Wednesday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature exam 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;CHIONG-ed and had 5 min left.==&lt;br /&gt;Ended at 9.04am.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go home lohs but hab to stay back for the hip hop thingy.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! 11 DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;How to finish!?&lt;br /&gt;now only have like 50s of the dance ready and no music!&lt;br /&gt;oh nono! HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;no costume, no music and only a bit of dance!&lt;br /&gt;can quit anots?..&lt;br /&gt;aiyas.&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about it lerhs.&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;den sec 2s went home.&lt;br /&gt;den marlene, andrea and i stayed in the library.&lt;br /&gt;went home at 1pm and slacked the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! xD&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY NO SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;O-V-E-R!&lt;br /&gt;spell it with me.&lt;br /&gt;O.&lt;br /&gt;V.&lt;br /&gt;E.&lt;br /&gt;R.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;No need to stay up late to study.&lt;br /&gt;no need to stress over anything.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, NO NEED TO GO TO SCHOOL ON FRIDAY! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;LALALA~&lt;br /&gt;bleah... nothing to post about liaos ..&lt;br /&gt;z .&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change blogskin!!&lt;br /&gt;This PERSON keeps copying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my own blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;blah.blah.blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥JESSICA: YOHO.. chio bu!! o.o gt see my blog huh.. weird .. haha^.^ yups.. tag tag.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&gt; o.o weird mehs? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn says: Hellos(; hahas nv officially talked. anws, i tagged!(:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hii! :D thanks for tagging! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jinzgirl_559@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;Qiu Jin&lt;/a&gt;: Hey! Tag my blog! ( : How's yr exams?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MUAHAHA!! They're over! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.th-othersideofme.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;KEREEN&lt;/a&gt;: hellos(:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hii hii ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jinzgirl_559@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;QiuJin&lt;/a&gt;: Tag,tag anything.. Exams smart is one thing..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; :D I tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynetteee (:: hi. ur relink is needed (: &lt;a href="http://simpledan-ce.bs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://simpledan-ce.bs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       relink pls!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; RELINKED! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingting: yos! hello.. taqqie!&lt;br /&gt;               anw.. thanks for linking mi.. love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THANKEWs for tagging! no prob. lub ya too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forevermemories-smilez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;AnQi&lt;/a&gt;: Hihi MC!!!!!!!!!!!!! Link me kays? Thx.:D&lt;br /&gt;&gt; AHH!!!! ANQII!!! MISS EU!! xD Kay, will link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEIZHEN(:: Tagged! :D .Jy for lit,last paper le..Good luck!(:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ThANKEWS! HOOHOO! it's overr!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie.Chan: hey~!!!! MYE over le woohoo~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; LOLs. I KNOW!!! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dancing-weewee.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;JESLIN!!!&lt;/a&gt;: HI!!! LINNKKKKK ME PLEASE.hahas. anyways, tagged. =D&lt;br /&gt;                    i mean relink. XD&lt;br /&gt;&gt; :D Kays! ThankEws!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else i can say.&lt;br /&gt;well, except for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEs!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5730446743883151383?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5730446743883151383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5730446743883151383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5730446743883151383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5730446743883151383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/high-very-high-ddd.html' title='HIGH!!!!! VERY HIGH!!! :DDD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2573050203903720795</id><published>2009-05-12T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:03:11.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a short one..</title><content type='html'>Here's a short update on my life before I go back to the pile of books, worksheets, files and whatever that's dumped on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 May 2009, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vesak Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hougang mall with family for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Then go walk-walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then, for some reason which I can't remember due to my severe case of STML, we went to compass point.&lt;br /&gt;continued to walk-walk.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OP to check something.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 5+, bathed and went to meet Char.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to church and slacked for awhile at bay.&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs for FFW.&lt;br /&gt;Went home after FFW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 May 2009, Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;Zee said she went liaos.&lt;br /&gt;O.O!"&lt;br /&gt;So fast?!&lt;br /&gt;I chiong-ed downstairs to find my grandparents and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched me to church as it was raining HEAVILY.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;Zee wasn't there yet. ==&lt;br /&gt;blah.blah.blah.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. FELLOWSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;Must remember...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to study at bay.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cp at 5.&lt;br /&gt;Met family for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Place! xD&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then met char and jiawei.&lt;br /&gt;went to shandy's.&lt;br /&gt;continued to study in the reading room..&lt;br /&gt;[HAHAs . I guaikia kays? &gt;&lt;"]&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to rivervale plaza der mac.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER tired after everything that day.&lt;br /&gt;After bathing, I collapsed onto the sofa and drifted off to dream land. &lt;br /&gt;._. what can I say? I was tired. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told ya my post was gonna be short.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to mugging.&lt;br /&gt;TYVM for reading. &lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2573050203903720795?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2573050203903720795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2573050203903720795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2573050203903720795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2573050203903720795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-short-one.html' title='just a short one..'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5767746040682724609</id><published>2009-05-09T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:13:52.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia .</title><content type='html'>Hello to the world.&lt;br /&gt;It's 12:25 AM, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ASLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;I spent 2 hours studying, STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;What did I study?&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed any textbook I saw and just started reading.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether anything went into this brain though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEEWAHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom..&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;What a nice night.&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;The weather's so warm!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. random rants..&lt;br /&gt;Maths lesson so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Sang with Yu Fang!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, curry puff! [er.. off topic]&lt;br /&gt;BREATHE SLOW!&lt;br /&gt;This is a damn nice song!&lt;br /&gt;It's in my playlist!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;Yo-YO! [==]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can't forget to breathe slow&lt;br /&gt;Count from one to ten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With my eyes closed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'cos ladies take it in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And get comp- oh oh oh 'sure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before I lose it get comp- oh oh oh 'sure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am gonna breathe slow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Count from one to ten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With my eyes closed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'cos ladies take it in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And get comp- oh oh oh 'sure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies never lose comp- oh oh oh 'sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told YOU!&lt;br /&gt;It's nice!!&lt;br /&gt;hais..&lt;br /&gt;reply tags barhs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITTANYYY!: MICHELLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! RELINKK! loves &lt;3 going ffw?&lt;br /&gt;             you really had fun on your birthday hor? milkbottle! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lols . Yea, I'm going! Yep, I did. :D It's fun to drink from a milk bottle!xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claReNe: k i am lame-o&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Val...: yo tagged~!!!&lt;br /&gt;           MYE jiayous wor&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you also JIAYOUS! *woots*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEREEN: lone time no see too.hahas. n u're getting more n more chio: P&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I chio? no larhs.. eu P1 alr chiobu, now probably miss SG. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl(:: yos! taggies sorry for the late present z:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hahas . sowie for wads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ode: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm &lt;s&gt;fine&lt;/s&gt; GREAT! :} How 'bout you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ByEEEEEE peeps!! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5767746040682724609?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5767746040682724609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5767746040682724609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5767746040682724609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5767746040682724609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/insomnia.html' title='insomnia .'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8549279139345922996</id><published>2009-05-06T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:43:31.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog more? no time! MUGGING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 May 2009, Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 9am service today.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I brought the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;I like chewing it!! xD&lt;br /&gt;o.o... i sound weird right? xD&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a letter to my KITTY-MAO, AH MIAOW!!&lt;br /&gt;Gave a skinny little chick and a short letter. hahas .&lt;br /&gt;not my best work, but still, CUTE! xD&lt;br /&gt;Hope she receives it.&lt;br /&gt;After writing, went to bay to study.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, exams are around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;Better study!&lt;br /&gt;which means... Less posts!&lt;br /&gt;most likely no more posts till the end of the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;went home at 5+pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;Aww... i missed Harper's Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 May 2009, Monday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;received a mini toons lolly, 2 keychains and 2 "mysterious" thingys from my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;ILY PEEPS . :)&lt;br /&gt;My first student councillor duty today.&lt;br /&gt;Giving out sec 3 files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lucky me&lt;/i&gt;, this whole week, the students are going back to class for flag-raising.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, I have to go up and down to the classes to deliver them.&lt;br /&gt;COOL! xD&lt;br /&gt;YiJia, a.k.a. AH MAO, is giving out sec 4 files.&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to remember much now.&lt;br /&gt;so, I'll end the post.&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, I'll reply tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ShiQi♥: hii... u join chinese dance ?'&lt;br /&gt;         wow..&lt;br /&gt;         gratz on ur sch chinese dance gettin silver :)&lt;br /&gt;         link it! http://thdance-passion.bs.com&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yep. TYVM. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARE: michelle!!!!!!!!! recover soon! mmuaack :D&lt;br /&gt;       yknow, i think imeem got some probs -.- all 30sec one. happens to me too ):&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THANKEUS!! ;D Yea.. changing to myflashfetish.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARREL: bo link me D:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; o.o.. Sorraye =X. What's ur blog? &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmian:D: OMG!!!! i jus realise that lots of post is about me!!!! ;D miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yea lohs.. LMAO. Miss ya too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claReNe: hi nooob tag&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hey lame-o. Thanks for tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Val...: you recovered!! wosh! grats wor ... I 've your blog song in my music.. you want?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "wosh"? Thankeus! I'm happy. YESH, I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEREEN: hi(: rmb me? P1 same class.link me(:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; OF COURSE I rmb eu! CHIOBU! xD Will do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{♥}ynetteeee (:: michelle! miss u! all the best in your secondary life!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ellos! MISS YA TOO! :D THANKEUS! GL to ya too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ HUIIMIIN . MORIJI !: hey michelle! happy birthday! hav a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hellos CHIOBU! :D THANKEUS! will re-link too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THANKEUS!!! :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sp00kiie(shermin): HAPPI B'DAY&lt;br /&gt;                   HAPPI B'DAY :D NICE BLOGG&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TYVM! MISS YA! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bc: happy birthday ! have fun ~&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THANKEUS!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESLIN!!: hi!!! XD tagged. =D tag mine please =D my blog damn ugly. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; HELLOs!!:DD I WILL TAG!^^ no it isn't, mine is! &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiu Jin: Cool!Tag mine. : )&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THANKEUS! WIll do! but erm, where's your tagboard? xD Will link ya soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8549279139345922996?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8549279139345922996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8549279139345922996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8549279139345922996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8549279139345922996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-more-no-time-mugging.html' title='blog more? no time! MUGGING!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4362793341188451704</id><published>2009-04-30T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:40:23.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO... or YAY... ?</title><content type='html'>Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title no link right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 April 2009, Tuesday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag-raising in class cos have lightning.&lt;br /&gt;Had a seriously bad sore throat and headache.&lt;br /&gt;I went for P.E. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Ran around the school and did push ups and crunches.&lt;br /&gt;What?.. I thought sweating would help..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was wrong cos when P.E. was over, the headache and sore throat got even WORSE and I started to have a fever!&lt;br /&gt;After P.E., went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Then had to go for photo-taking liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;SOME&lt;/strong&gt; people started complaining. -o-"&lt;br /&gt;Then SO MANY PEOPLE WENT TO THE TOILET TO CHANGE OUT OF UNIFORM!&lt;br /&gt;What the...&lt;br /&gt;waste so much time...&lt;br /&gt;luckily, the air-con was on in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it helped.&lt;br /&gt;i did not feel as erm.. sick(?) as i did in class.&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact, i was high. xD&lt;br /&gt;yay! i was standing beside ah miaow!!~&lt;br /&gt;Then go back to class, grabbed our D&amp;amp;T stuff and went to he 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS FREEZING IN THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;used apron to help keep myself warm.&lt;br /&gt;after D&amp;amp;T was recess.&lt;br /&gt;stay in class larhs .&lt;br /&gt;well, slept during all the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stay awake!!&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, i slept almost everwhere i went. &gt;&lt;" Thanks peeps who let me lean against you! xD &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 April 2009, Wednesday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did NOT went to see a doctor the day before, so i went to school.&lt;br /&gt;took my temperature and... GOSH! 38degrees!&lt;br /&gt;went to the office.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;after geog lesson, went back to the office.&lt;br /&gt;sat in sick bay and waited.&lt;br /&gt;took temperature and sat in sick bay again.&lt;br /&gt;took temperature again and was sent home.&lt;br /&gt;Class was in music room.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;4th FLOOR okay!?&lt;br /&gt;up and down the flights of stairs TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;Went home and dad took me to the doctor's.&lt;br /&gt;waited for like 2hours! -.-&lt;br /&gt;got medicine and went home.&lt;br /&gt;i was "celebrating".&lt;br /&gt;1. NO HOMEWORK![for that day, anyway.]&lt;br /&gt;2.2 days MC.[(M)edical (C)ertificate. NOT (M)ichelle (C)hua =.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,, nothing much really...&lt;br /&gt;BYEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4362793341188451704?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4362793341188451704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4362793341188451704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4362793341188451704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4362793341188451704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/boo-or-yay.html' title='BOO... or YAY... ?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6665934417484677769</id><published>2009-04-27T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:15:17.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can clearly see, I have not been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;my reason: I just plainly can't be bothered to.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L-A-Z-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I will now breifly re-count the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;22.April.2oo9, Wednesday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... could not go with them to eat. &gt;&lt; working... Was chiong-ing the last Q. when Charmian called. I picked up the phone and she hung up. Zai.. I sms-ed her and she called again calling me to go down to the playground. they were playing blind mice there. YAY! then mushroom extra oso come down. HOOHOO! SHIOK! Only kena once! YAY! xD At the last game, they lured Zheng Kang, who was the blind mouse, to the slide where everyone was waiting eagerly. When he slid down... "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZHENG KANG~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~!" Erm.. no chinese version. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;23.April.2oo9, Thursday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance.&lt;br /&gt;Then, seniors were sad.&lt;br /&gt;CD got &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SILVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SILVER&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;THE DANCE WAS SO NICE!&lt;br /&gt;SO PRO!&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN THEY GET &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SILVER&lt;/span&gt;!?&lt;br /&gt;Must work harder so that we can get our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOLD w HONOURS&lt;/span&gt; back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINESE DANCE JIAYOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;25.April.2009, Saturday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with family and aunt.&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;Got new slippers!&lt;br /&gt;yea . that's it. &gt;&lt;" Was at hougang mall. Did ya see me? xD Went home and ordered Tokyo Fashion clothes! yay!~ Aunt want mahs.. xD Then, quickly went to church for FFW. HOOHOO! HUI MIN came!! CHIOBU!! After FFW, went to mac and then went home with char and jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;26.April.2oo9, Sunday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;learned about TITHE.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. Trying to remember cos when asked "What did you guys learn last week?"&lt;br /&gt;*silence* *cough-cough* xD&lt;br /&gt;After sunday school, went to cp for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;KFC . xD&lt;br /&gt;then go timezone.&lt;br /&gt;huimin sho pro!&lt;br /&gt;Percssion master MASTER. xD&lt;br /&gt;Then took MRT to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;jess play DS very violent.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;17 AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;xD damn funny larhs .&lt;br /&gt;the movie haven't even start, NOT EVEN THE COMMERCIALS, I SPILLED HALF OF MY POPCORN!!!&lt;br /&gt;== When the movie ended, i still had left-overs.&lt;br /&gt;We poured into charmian's packet and it was absolutely full.&lt;br /&gt;like just got from the counter.&lt;br /&gt;[LOLs. She is online NOW! xD]&lt;br /&gt;Then go to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;HUIMIN! percussion master AGAIN! hahs .&lt;br /&gt;Jess had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT to sengkang and then bus-ed to Sheryl's.&lt;br /&gt;played at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Second time going there.&lt;br /&gt;1st time i went there, 6D'ers class gathering!!&lt;br /&gt;*memories coming back...*&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* I MISS 6D!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA HEAR THE JOKES, THE LAUGHTER, THE VOICES...&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN. TT&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there at graduation with you peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, played with the ring thing .&lt;br /&gt;ran round and round.&lt;br /&gt;Fell.&lt;br /&gt;and went round and round again.&lt;br /&gt;while sitting on the swing, i could not stop thinking about the class gatherning.&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly became so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;ABNORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;at like 8.40, walked home with Char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWAHH!!! 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I can only remember that I stayed back to dance.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... oyar! Maundy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;Went for service .&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I went home, I could not sleep at all! Watched TV while listening to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;[muttons was on]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;10th April 2009, Friday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Good Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church with Char to help decorate the sanctuary for the children's party.&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka xD we tied 2 pony tails! hahs. "sisters"!&lt;br /&gt;We blew balloons... Drew on paper eggs? xD&lt;br /&gt;Show ya guys the pics larhs. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrDVvqOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ov5EDppmu9A/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493005345335522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrDVvqOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ov5EDppmu9A/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrZFc9tI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NE97hJRlZnw/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493011182581458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrZFc9tI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NE97hJRlZnw/s200/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadahh~ the eggs! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493014517136402" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrlgePBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/d9iO391kyQs/s200/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sefzr3Y5jbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cHwtNCds3RQ/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493019317210546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sefzr3Y5jbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cHwtNCds3RQ/s200/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaWei climbing up the thingy to tie up balloons. Look like a monkey eh? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home... Den Val and Crys came over for Bball. den rained. den go home.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, went to CP! With Char again^^ SAW A RAT IN CP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE LARHS!!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie bee keow 请我们吃!&lt;br /&gt;sadd.. only xiao min, char, auntie bee keow and kids and me go..&lt;br /&gt;had fun anyway. xD&lt;br /&gt;Omiigosh!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take pics of the food!! but i took pics of the ice cream though.. ^^ &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sefzr7y0IEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4w0ESYFnLEE/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325493020499648578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sefzr7y0IEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4w0ESYFnLEE/s200/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY rum and raisin with cookies and cream!! YUMS!! I can see you drooling.... XD &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0oYs38lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tIueAXvGUnw/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494059051512402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0oYs38lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tIueAXvGUnw/s200/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the foreground, MINEE!! In the background, Char's Vanilla and YAM!! Nice shade of PURPLE!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0ofLtyrI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JrZ62MRqnMU/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494060791483058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0ofLtyrI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JrZ62MRqnMU/s200/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0o0bKT5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P4bHkvxoyC8/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494066493411218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0o0bKT5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P4bHkvxoyC8/s200/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char's "ice cream" Or what's left of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494067229937490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0o3Kwz1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Do3BRiBpUtM/s200/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo... Nice seh... The white part is from my melted ice cream xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0og9-65I/AAAAAAAAAcE/wR9eIMgXLlw/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325494061270756242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef0og9-65I/AAAAAAAAAcE/wR9eIMgXLlw/s200/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAHH!~&lt;br /&gt;SEE!! Char sho pro! Wanna know how we did it? We have a video! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39810486515ab8bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39810486515ab8bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330241334%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A31F1C5CC915074C29A4762C3D13342D413D730.16624878AFC8F550CE3C72A6EED1688F1C1594B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39810486515ab8bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy8rv4q2yya549DCm_NwlqbcZdm0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39810486515ab8bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330241334%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A31F1C5CC915074C29A4762C3D13342D413D730.16624878AFC8F550CE3C72A6EED1688F1C1594B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39810486515ab8bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy8rv4q2yya549DCm_NwlqbcZdm0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked around cp helping auntie bee keow look for a new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. had a bad stomahache.&lt;br /&gt;NONONO! I didn't eat the "ice cream"!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the rum and raisin.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted a tad weird to me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, MISSION FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't find a suitable wallet.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;walked home with char.&lt;br /&gt;walked the path with the froggies.&lt;br /&gt;the field was muddy!&lt;br /&gt;Which means, its like a day at the beach for us to the frogs!&lt;br /&gt;den i saw many frogs and did not chiong.&lt;br /&gt;yay! have improve!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;but i freaked out when char suddenly saw one at the staircase. -o-"&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept soundly. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 April 2009, Saturday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoohoo!~ had prayer run for FFW.&lt;br /&gt;hahs . very shiok!&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOONG time never run wads...&lt;br /&gt;The last time I ran was cross country sia!&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing much to say derhs.&lt;br /&gt;sho... let's just get to the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef62LmPrQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NC8nSqN6Rus/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325500893121981698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef62LmPrQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NC8nSqN6Rus/s200/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef610qxwoI/AAAAAAAAAck/nzzy_qmrk4w/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325500886966977154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef610qxwoI/AAAAAAAAAck/nzzy_qmrk4w/s200/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics were taken after the run. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef61nnkkBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W4-MVtPs7C0/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325500883463868434" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/Sef61nnkkBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W4-MVtPs7C0/s200/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHH!! the one with the super uber messy hair is obviously me.&lt;br /&gt;CHARMIAN sho CHIO!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to post already... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Don't hear me saying that often at the end of a post?h&lt;br /&gt;ahs. den you obviously don't know how to read between the lines.XD&lt;br /&gt;well, BUHBYEEEEEEEESSS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHS,, WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;I reply tags first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingting: hellooo..!! long time no see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; HELLOs ! hahs .&lt;br /&gt;Z!nn;)-: post kays??&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I just did! xD&lt;br /&gt;PPK: YO MC.... tagged&lt;br /&gt;&gt;o.o? who are you ars? familliar..... ._.&lt;br /&gt;...Val...: kao u... sae i extra... nvm actuli i was in the grp and ...haixx dont wana continue..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;HAHAs . I have no idea wad talking you.&lt;br /&gt;Justakid: Catfight comin out haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;-.- no cat fight larhs...&lt;br /&gt;Olive: taggies meix~~ How hab u been?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; JIEH!! I've been very busy. xD MISS NCPS lohs!!.. TT&lt;br /&gt;clareNE: taggggeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&gt; oo.. thx" for taggingggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg....&lt;br /&gt;zixuan's Fwen: hi!zixuan toks abot u...so often...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;o.o? say bad things arhs ? xD&lt;br /&gt;pearl. :]: hiies~ tagg! hope you are going well! XD&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MEII!! Must c eu at class gathering ars.. eu definitely become chio-er!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Justakid: Tags! Lady Gaga!Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wahh.. ur gf's name?.. XD&lt;br /&gt;...Val...: yo tired ? miss me too much is it? hahas.. rest more. try to accompany you more.. make you more hyper can le wor!'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;HAHAHAs . I will make eu emo-er ... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2859011969003418993?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=39810486515ab8bd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2859011969003418993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2859011969003418993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2859011969003418993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2859011969003418993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-many-things-to-post.html' title='TOO MANY THINGS TO POST!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SefzrDVvqOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ov5EDppmu9A/s72-c/DSC00146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-2902528565842237922</id><published>2009-04-08T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:16:45.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapp? kinda...</title><content type='html'>O.O the last post like more crap than what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/i&gt;, Val Chan wants me to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;So... I"ll blog lorhs .&lt;br /&gt;[很听话把? xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geo lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Was REALLY paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;Then, moved up to music room.&lt;br /&gt;Presented the class slogan thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Needa re-do.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Put down our stuff and grabbed our Mother Tongue stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The HCL teacher was like "不要讲话了，请你们离开！"&lt;br /&gt;Wahh... fierce.&lt;br /&gt;Read newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;Slept for like 5 min?&lt;br /&gt;[I am now listening to "How do you sleep - Jesse McCartney"]&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to class when the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;We waited outside for the HCL to finish.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were waiting for quite a LOOOOOONG time.&lt;br /&gt;She was talking to them about don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear larhs.&lt;br /&gt;I just kept looking around.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I heard Jas and Jun say that the teacher said to the class she was making us outside ON PURPOSE!!&lt;br /&gt;FREAK!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was teaching the HCL peeps sia!&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;Put down our music stuff cannot mehs?!&lt;br /&gt;Then our CL thingy-s don't need to take larhs!&lt;br /&gt;So pissed off just because we were taking our things.&lt;br /&gt;Still want "punish" us some more.&lt;br /&gt;Went in after the class greeted her.&lt;br /&gt;Put down my stuff and Val came in.&lt;br /&gt;Told me to get out my phone and then went over to her class.&lt;br /&gt;Sent songs.&lt;br /&gt;While sending, her classmates were arguing.&lt;br /&gt;Then the... this person was shouting till his voice went so hoarse and was crying.&lt;br /&gt;Val joined.&lt;br /&gt;Like so extra. xD&lt;br /&gt;Andrea kept telling her to shhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;and after awhile, she joined back in.&lt;br /&gt;hahs!&lt;br /&gt;Later, I went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Relief teacher...&lt;br /&gt;Science lesson&lt;br /&gt;test on next Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Eng lesson&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, have english test.&lt;br /&gt;PC.&lt;br /&gt;discussed about what we were gonna do about the class deco thingy.&lt;br /&gt;[international friendship day]&lt;br /&gt;went home with Jo and Serene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-2902528565842237922?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2902528565842237922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=2902528565842237922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2902528565842237922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/2902528565842237922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/crapp-kinda.html' title='crapp? kinda...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8745222535422455307</id><published>2009-04-07T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:40:43.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT DID I DO TO MY BLOG?!</title><content type='html'>There's a big question in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT DID I DO TO MY BLOG!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious answer to that question is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And because of me doing nothing, it is affecting my blog!&lt;br /&gt;It's rotting away.&lt;br /&gt;As each second ticks by, this "soon-to-be used-to-be" blog suffers a superbly slow death.&lt;br /&gt;But, I cannot possibly be updating every minute!&lt;br /&gt;This is a B-L-O-G. Not TWITTER.&lt;br /&gt;What's the deal with that anyway?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waking up.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm washing my face.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking to my room.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I'm found my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the table.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm petting Goldie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm washing my hands.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spreading Nutella on my bread.&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating the bread.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wear my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get my bag.&lt;br /&gt;I got my bag.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for school.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.BLAH.BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now right?&lt;br /&gt;The creator(s) of twitter must be super free people who sit in front of their computer 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;No offence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt;, NO OFFENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like 6 days to post about... -.-&lt;br /&gt;and I have all the time in the world to type them all out in DETAIl!!&lt;br /&gt;As If larhs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping April 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;What happened on saturday?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;4 April 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast, blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;den like around lunch time, went to ang mo kio.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy wanted to cut her hair and she had a friend who was a hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;She called before going to erm.. inform her friend that we going larhs.&lt;br /&gt;[Yar, I went to cut too.^^]&lt;br /&gt;Then, she said that she does not work there anymore. o.o&lt;br /&gt;NVM, still went there anyway she said she would inform her friend that we were coming.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mac for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Z. siian larhs. did not feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;then walked over to the salon.&lt;br /&gt;was convinced to rebond my hair.&lt;br /&gt;wondered if anyone could recognise me. xD&lt;br /&gt;then, mom go trim eyebrows...&lt;br /&gt;sat there waiting..&lt;br /&gt;den called dad to fetch me home..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, changed and went to church for ffw.&lt;br /&gt;on the whim, i brought along my cap to hide my face. xD&lt;br /&gt;walked over to zinn's&lt;br /&gt;den walked to church&lt;br /&gt;den put my cap on.&lt;br /&gt;when we climbed up the staircase and reached the 3rd floor,&lt;br /&gt;duno who go and pull my hat off.&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. hair was in a mess. xD&lt;br /&gt;den ffw started.&lt;br /&gt;wow... homework... xD&lt;br /&gt;den went cp&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. charmain looked berri tired and sad.&lt;br /&gt;she showed me her dance!!&lt;br /&gt;[on her phone]&lt;br /&gt;wahh... so PRO!&lt;br /&gt;hahs. i suckk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;5 April 2oo9, Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with ah yi and parents.&lt;br /&gt;we went to ang mo kio AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;mom brought ah yi to trim eyebrows at that same shop and we went shopping!&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY got FBT shorts sia.&lt;br /&gt;Lame right? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;hais .. i'm not the sporty kind.&lt;br /&gt;no endurance.&lt;br /&gt;so... hab to run more...&lt;br /&gt;which means... i hab to make zinnia run with me! xD&lt;br /&gt;[zinn, you gonna suffer !! *muahahahahahahahahaha *]&lt;br /&gt;hahas . just kidding larhs .&lt;br /&gt;den went to eat dinner at a HK restaurant at idk where..&lt;br /&gt;eat till damn full!&lt;br /&gt;wth! kept saying he not full and continued eating.&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. i "puked" thrice know?&lt;br /&gt;then we went home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES~&lt;br /&gt;MC X=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8745222535422455307?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8745222535422455307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8745222535422455307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8745222535422455307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8745222535422455307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-did-i-do-to-my-blog.html' title='WHAT DID I DO TO MY BLOG?!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7072888040564744768</id><published>2009-04-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:32:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SCREAMS*  my life is so boring, ain't it? =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bored lil' girl who has nothing to blog about recently.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm doing something, my mind will keep thinking I'm gonna blog about this and later on, everything is fine again and it did not seem like something fun to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Be ready...&lt;br /&gt;Are you REALLY ready?&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem so.&lt;br /&gt;Prove that you're ready.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting...&lt;br /&gt;So are you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh... kay then...&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Too scared.&lt;br /&gt;AIYA . CRAP LARHS .&lt;br /&gt;I start le larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 March 2oo9, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No FFW the day before...TT&lt;br /&gt;Leaders were on a HOLIDAY! xD&lt;br /&gt;YAY for them! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went for 9am service with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="blank"&gt;Charmain&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="blank"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I told Char that I would be late.&lt;br /&gt;[Haven't eat breakfast mahs... Mom wanna cook sia...]&lt;br /&gt;After eating, I went to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="blank"&gt;Jessica's&lt;/a&gt; block.&lt;br /&gt;Neither of them were there.&lt;br /&gt;SMS-ed &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="blank"&gt;Charmain&lt;/a&gt; and she was looking frantically for her keys. xD&lt;br /&gt;YAY for her!! She found them! :DD&lt;br /&gt;When she came down to Jess' block, Jess STILL hasn't come down yet! o.o...&lt;br /&gt;We went into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;O.O there was this smell...&lt;br /&gt;Char described it as bubblegum? xD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, jess woke up at 8.15am and was rushing.&lt;br /&gt;xD pro...&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting outside...&lt;br /&gt;char called her..&lt;br /&gt;she opened the door...&lt;br /&gt;I SAW HER CAT!&lt;br /&gt;her blackk one.&lt;br /&gt;sho cutee larhs!! xD&lt;br /&gt;but sho poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;injured... TT&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we bus-ed to church and were a bit late. xD&lt;br /&gt;[if we walked, we would be even LATER]&lt;br /&gt;i alighted the bus and was wondering...&lt;br /&gt;did i tap my card? O.O&lt;br /&gt;My STM getting worse sia!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh..&lt;br /&gt;[later on I found out i DID tap. xD]&lt;br /&gt;service anded at 10.30am or smth liddat. &lt;br /&gt;[actually, I didn't notice. xD]&lt;br /&gt;den... me and char had nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;went up to third floor and saw brittany!&lt;br /&gt;eh? doesn't she know there is no sunday school?&lt;br /&gt;we went down to find her and she was so shocked!&lt;br /&gt;she was like, "I FORGOT!" xD&lt;br /&gt;we went into the children church and sang along with them.. &lt;br /&gt;played games with them...&lt;br /&gt;hahs . we were SO enthu lohs.. xD&lt;br /&gt;charmian so poor thing. take care of the p2 group&lt;br /&gt;she was losing her voice asking them to keep quiet...&lt;br /&gt;aww.. sho sadd.. &lt;br /&gt;den brittany's group was p3.&lt;br /&gt;sho little ppl ? o.o?&lt;br /&gt;me? p6!!xD&lt;br /&gt;easy larhs..&lt;br /&gt;dey know how to take care of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;but den some lamer den me! hahs .&lt;br /&gt;there was this one cannot stop shouting..&lt;br /&gt;i duno how spell his name&lt;br /&gt;aiya. dun spell larhs .&lt;br /&gt;later de zui ren. xD&lt;br /&gt;got snacks!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i love the brain teasers!&lt;br /&gt;sho tricky and yet, the answers are SO simple.&lt;br /&gt;xD MOMANON &lt; &lt; &lt; &lt; DAMN COOL!!&lt;br /&gt;Man in the moon!!&lt;br /&gt;den everyone left..&lt;br /&gt;play in the room for awhile and had to leave. TT&lt;br /&gt;den went to te first floor&lt;br /&gt;they were decoratin the board.&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;the STARS ARE SO CUTE LARHS!!&lt;br /&gt;o.o... they were gonna play captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;me and char joined in wearin JEANS xD&lt;br /&gt;zii wen oso.&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. char SO PRO!!&lt;br /&gt;WEAR JACKET SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;her sis came in a car and she shouted out the window "you crazy ar? wear jacket and play?!" in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;char!! pei fu ni lohs!!&lt;br /&gt;took water breaks in between.&lt;br /&gt;rush up to the 2nd floor&lt;br /&gt;drank barley water.&lt;br /&gt;kinda bland but maybe its cos of the ice melting?&lt;br /&gt;den at our 2nd water break or smth.&lt;br /&gt;we drank green bean soup in a cup!&lt;br /&gt;nice sia!&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;continued playing...&lt;br /&gt;den it began to rain.&lt;br /&gt;TT...&lt;br /&gt;went to bay.&lt;br /&gt;played board games and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Jess pro lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;congkak play until liddat .&lt;br /&gt;wahh... sho kua zhang larhs!&lt;br /&gt;5+pm den went hm lohs ..&lt;br /&gt;fetched jess back..&lt;br /&gt;den went to IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;i walked arnd alone.&lt;br /&gt;my parents somewhere behind me.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i finish walking liaos, my bro sms-ed me "where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;aiya... sms noob...&lt;br /&gt;xD lols .&lt;br /&gt;den went to GIANT.&lt;br /&gt;i was walking... and when I stopped, i leaned against something and almost dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;den woke up and coninued walking..&lt;br /&gt;and dozing off..&lt;br /&gt;keep repeating larhs.&lt;br /&gt;den FINALLY I WENT HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;CHIONGED TO MY BED AND WENT TO SLEEP IMMEDIATELY!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st april 2009, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIN HUAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. lame larhs .&lt;br /&gt;today last minute have dance lohs.&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh.&lt;br /&gt;den i no pe attire!&lt;br /&gt;no leotard!&lt;br /&gt;rushed home&lt;br /&gt;val accompany me lohs.&lt;br /&gt;sho funny.&lt;br /&gt;i go eat..&lt;br /&gt;den she was actually waiting at the lift.&lt;br /&gt;i tot she went home!&lt;br /&gt;den she walked back to school with me.&lt;br /&gt;xD THANKS VAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then the sec ones, I WAS THE ONLY ONE WEARNG LEOTARD! -.-&lt;br /&gt;JING WEI went home to take.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, she wore pe.&lt;br /&gt;xD eu pro larhs ..&lt;br /&gt;den... o yar!&lt;br /&gt;we changed seats today!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside JO!&lt;br /&gt;once we sat down, we could not stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;POPCORN TRAIN! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;yalarhs .&lt;br /&gt;no link xD&lt;br /&gt;zinn still sitting somewhere near me.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;claire too!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;hahs &lt;br /&gt;i'm REALLY TIRED NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;zinn.... dont say me..&lt;br /&gt;its like 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;of cos will tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7072888040564744768?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7072888040564744768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7072888040564744768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7072888040564744768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7072888040564744768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/screams-my-life-is-so-boring-aint-it.html' title='*SCREAMS*  my life is so boring, ain&apos;t it? =.='/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1723264809192925001</id><published>2009-03-27T17:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:32:40.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27.o3.o9! SPORTS DAY!</title><content type='html'>YO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;was so high today.&lt;br /&gt;not sot ars..&lt;br /&gt;there's a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sports day today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at my usual time.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cheryl O.P.R. at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down and took out bottles xD&lt;br /&gt;duno wad to write on them larhs .&lt;br /&gt;Later, I went into the school while she waited for her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Saw 1D'ians around a table at the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;went over.&lt;br /&gt;Decorated the bottles and Joanna brought EXTRA beans!! xD&lt;br /&gt;poured them into the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;den, dey want us go quadrangle.&lt;br /&gt;hahs . pack like siao.&lt;br /&gt;den sat down there, tearing the pom-pom.&lt;br /&gt;[not making it worse... making it better! xD]&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Practiced cheering on the bus. [Though not very loud.... ._.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune: When the saints go marching in? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow Yellow!&lt;/span&gt; (OI! OI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow Yellow!&lt;/span&gt; (OI! OI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow Yellow Yellow Yellow&lt;/span&gt;~ (OI! OI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow Yellow Yellow Yellow&lt;/span&gt;~ (OI! OI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow Yellow Yellow Yellow&lt;/span&gt;~ (OI! OI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; ke teng gay teng gay teng gay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; ke teng gay teng gay teng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; ke teng gay teng gay teng gay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; ke teng gay teng gay teng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brr...&lt;br /&gt;It's cold in here!&lt;br /&gt;I say there must be some &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; in the atmosphere!&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;OIE&lt;br /&gt;OIE&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;ICE!&lt;br /&gt;ICE!&lt;br /&gt;ICE!&lt;br /&gt;(SCREAM!!!WOOT!!!WOOHOO!!!YAY!!!YEA!!!HOOHOO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Went to our seats.^^&lt;br /&gt;Watched them race.&lt;br /&gt;WAH! SO exciting! xD&lt;br /&gt;There was novelty race!!&lt;br /&gt;There was even a race for the teachers from each house!&lt;br /&gt;So fun larhs! xD&lt;br /&gt;Kept screaming and shouting.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, my throat feels kinda' fine!! xD&lt;br /&gt;CCA relay oso quite fun to watch. xD&lt;br /&gt;MY ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE PART WAS...&lt;br /&gt;The cheerobics finals!&lt;br /&gt;3 YELLOW HOUSE CLASSES!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!&lt;br /&gt;So ENTHU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So HYPER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO PRO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2E had a special guest!&lt;br /&gt;"THUNDER!!!" xD&lt;br /&gt;They even made a tee for him!&lt;br /&gt;Then I could faintly hear them cheer:" We love, We love Thunder Chong, Mr Chong!" xD&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chong was jumping up and down going crazy with the class. xD&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder they won!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the songs the classes used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AYNMPLchS8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=9966ff&amp;amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AYNMPLchS8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=9966ff&amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;in the center of the ring&lt;br /&gt;just like a circus, uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I crack that whip &lt;br /&gt;everybody gonna trip just like a circus, uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't stand there watching me,&lt;br /&gt;follow me&lt;br /&gt;show me what you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody let go&lt;br /&gt;we can make the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;just like a circus~ &lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JPJmFTkWe1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=33cc33&amp;amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JPJmFTkWe1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=33cc33&amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lookin at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up outta your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you do somethin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;Get up outta your seat &lt;br /&gt;Why dont you do somethin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CyjTPSZBCv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=9966ff&amp;amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CyjTPSZBCv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=9966ff&amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, shake, uh shake it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fa28labAnw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=33cc33&amp;amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fa28labAnw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=33cc33&amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2E guys did the chair dance!!!!! OMiiGOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! NICE SONGS!&lt;br /&gt;Jo was singing to Circus and YiJia hit her. xD&lt;br /&gt;To Jo: sooner or later, the class will get used to your singing voice. xD&lt;br /&gt;Prize presenting before taking the school bus back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and yet, went to chiong maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;Got stuck on one of the questions...&lt;br /&gt;Kept staring at it...&lt;br /&gt;Pondering how to solve it...&lt;br /&gt;16 Min later, I found out that my head was on the table!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I came up with the following reasons why I fell asleep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/68.png" border="0" /&gt; I was really tired after screaming for who knows how long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/68.png" border="0" /&gt; The maths question was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; tough that my brain had a complete meltdown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/68.png" border="0" /&gt; My brain decided to go on a 16 min vacation and left my head for HAWAII~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/68.png" border="0" /&gt; I was almost going into a coma and I managed to wake up from it. [aiya, this one sucks the most]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/68.png" border="0" /&gt; ALL-OF-THE-ABOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mich.C X= Signing off~&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a nice time reading my blog! xD&lt;br /&gt;Will post!&lt;br /&gt;[sooner... or... later...]&lt;br /&gt;[actually, more of later...]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; much later... xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---adding on...---&lt;br /&gt;This is written at 10.18PM&lt;br /&gt;Daphyy tagged me this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;so... do lorhs. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 21 people must do unless you don't have a blog.Write the names of 16 friends you can think of in your head,And then answer the questions,Say you're guessing if you don't know,But at least guess on all of them.After doing this, tag your 21 unlucky friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zinnia Tan!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmain Wong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xiao Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POH wenting!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MICHELLE LIM!ML!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yi Li!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene!JOJO!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koh Min Huay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clare Ching!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ong P.R.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clarence C.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Justin!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi Wei!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boon Chong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chen Kai!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anders!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Esmonde!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tek Wei!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miracle Josua!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hui Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 7 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene!JOJO!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCHS, 1D'09! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you and 15 had never met ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boon Chong!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;idk...I would have never laughed at his jokes? cos never met!xD[-.-"lame...]&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 1 dated ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miracle Josua!:D&lt;/span&gt;, .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zinnia Tan!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, never thought about it... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I would go and congratulate dem! 2 of my GANs together! xD&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17 cried ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anders!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what? I don't think so lehs...&lt;br /&gt;hmm... *thinking...*&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 16 make a good couple ?-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POH wenting!:D&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chen Kai!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, one SO der tall. The other... erm.. aiya dun say.&lt;br /&gt;[Later die. xD]&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11 is attractive ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ong P.R.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, cute girl-girl!xD&lt;br /&gt;7. What's 2 favourite colour ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmain Wong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk... A colour that can be found on a colour wheel / colour chart!&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clare Ching!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning! xD&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does 8 speaks ?- .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koh Min Huay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Chinese? Your average singaporean student! xD&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Justin!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS! You go ask him barhs! I doubt have.. xD&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 16 ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chen Kai!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONONONONONO! Why so suay! WTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the best thing about 4?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POH wenting!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes lame, sometimes funny der POH WENTING! xD&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 10 rite now ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need buy new button liao right? xD&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the best thing about 20 ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miracle Josua!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play badminton SO SUPER well der RI boy! xD&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kiss 2 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmain Wong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Should be no. Unless like typing out "*muacks*" den maybe have...&lt;br /&gt;STM larhs... Sowie...&lt;br /&gt;17. What's the best memory you have of 5 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MICHELLE LIM!ML!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her LOUD LOUD laughter! XD&lt;br /&gt;18. When's the next time you're gonna see 4 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POH wenting!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class gathering barhs... Eh, must go arhs.. if not i box eu! xD&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7 different from 6 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yi Li!:D&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene!JOJO!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 almost absolutely different people!&lt;br /&gt;YI LI: bully larhs... make my hands and feet ache! xD&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: funny little "kitty" that make my stomach muscles ache from luaghing at her!&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2 pretty ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmain Wong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH!!!! CHIOBU!!&lt;br /&gt;21. What's your 1st impression of 15 ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boon Chong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot liaos... guiakia?? xD&lt;br /&gt;About 8 years ago! xD [if include kindergarden...]&lt;br /&gt;22. How do you meet 3 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xiao Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1D'03! *takes out class photo* wahh! so cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 15 your best friend ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boon Chong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope .&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate 12 ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clarence C.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope . My dii larhs.. xD&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 18 in the last month ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Esmonde!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope . [3 'nopes' in a row! xD]&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last time you saw 16 ?- .&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chen Kai!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 CNY gathering at NCPS! xD&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been to 5's house ?- .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MICHELLE LIM!ML!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope .&lt;br /&gt;28. When's the next time you'll see 10 ?- .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday? At school?&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you close to 11 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ong P.R.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just known her for 3 months nia... Not so fast right? xD&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been to the movies with 4 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POH wenting!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP! CLASS GATHERING! xD&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you gotten into trouble with 8 ?- .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koh Min Huay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not any MAJOR trouble... xD&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you give 19 a hug ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tek Wei!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what ars?&lt;br /&gt;33. When have you lied to 3 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xiao Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope .&lt;br /&gt;34. Is 11 good at socializing ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ong P.R.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she made friends with me? xD&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you know a secret about 8 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koh Min Huay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yar... But I keep this little kitty in the bag. Don't worry! xD&lt;br /&gt;36. Describe the relationship between 12 and 18.- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clarence C.!:D&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Esmonde!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6D'08 pals! Both are my dii! &lt;br /&gt;37. What's the best thing about your friendship with 9 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clare Ching!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is SOOOO Cute and Funneh! xD&lt;br /&gt;38. What's the worst thing about 6 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yi Li!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a bit violent but in a good way! It's fun! xD&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you have a crush on 12 ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clarence C.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say, NO.&lt;br /&gt;40.How long have you known 2 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmain Wong!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1 same class... after that, no talking... then P6 start talking again! xD&lt;br /&gt;41. Does 11 have any boyfriend?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ong P.R.!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe? Idk... secret one lehs? xD Seriously, IDK...&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you wanted to punch 1 in the face ? - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zinnia Tan!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!! In a jokey manner. Not anger issues... xD&lt;br /&gt;43. Have 21 meet your parents ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hui Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope .&lt;br /&gt;44. How did you meet 1 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zinnia Tan!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P2A'04!! xD&lt;br /&gt;45. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xiao Min!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun tink so... XM!!! Have I? Have ars? OMiiGOSH! SOWIE!&lt;br /&gt;46. Did you live close to 7 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene!JOJO!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sengkang and Hougang close anots? xD Up to ya larhs.&lt;br /&gt;47. What's 8 favourite food ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koh Min Huay!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Rice? or... dau huay!! xD&lt;br /&gt;48. What kind of car does 6 have ?- .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yi Li!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! YI LI HAVE LISCENSE LIAO HAR!? xD Toy cars maybe? &lt;br /&gt;49. Have you travelled anywhere with 9 ?- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clare Ching!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overseas? huh? no ...&lt;br /&gt;50. If you gave 14 a $100, what would &lt;s&gt;she&lt;/s&gt;/he spend it on ?- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi Wei!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff... That he wants to spend the money on... xD&lt;br /&gt;Why I give him $100 anyway? hahs .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1723264809192925001?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1723264809192925001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1723264809192925001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1723264809192925001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1723264809192925001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/27o3o9-sports-day.html' title='27.o3.o9! SPORTS DAY!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7199032457686971827</id><published>2009-03-25T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:27:02.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY 100TH POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's my 100TH POST!&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;BLOG! [duh.... -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO many stuff coming up.&lt;br /&gt;there's.... sports day!&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, there was house meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow house had it in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;1'deh had 4 pom-poms while erm.... another class had one for everyone in the class. XD&lt;br /&gt;2E prepared ribbons for all of us and we did some cheers!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! teacher help us pay for the props!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! YELLOW HOUSE IS IN THE LEAD!! But...... only by one mark.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO YAY ABOUT AND YET, I'M STILL SHOUTING!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe what our cheers are?&lt;br /&gt;hahs . you hab to hear them at the stadium! xP&lt;br /&gt;Still wondering how to make my class MORE ENTHU!&lt;br /&gt;June organise a gathering barhs...&lt;br /&gt;hmm... gotta start thinking of games... xD&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh! speaking of june class gathering...&lt;br /&gt;6D'08!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Who,What,When,Where,Why,HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;CLASS GATHERING HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;hais.......... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are oso some events at church!&lt;br /&gt;hmm... PLAYMAX! and movie gathering!&lt;br /&gt;still inviting ppl...&lt;br /&gt;using too many dots...&lt;br /&gt;STOPPIT!&lt;br /&gt;now, I'm just gonna brag that it's my 100TH POST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!100!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100 one hundreds! yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's my 100th post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hoohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZOMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7199032457686971827?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7199032457686971827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7199032457686971827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7199032457686971827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7199032457686971827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-100th-post.html' title='MY 100TH POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5318269796069687734</id><published>2009-03-17T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:30:21.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays? nah... still going back to school ...</title><content type='html'>today had dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;at 10+ AM, vanessa called me and asked if I could go to school.&lt;br /&gt;WoW! stayed there for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;kept on chatting and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;after dance, was so tired lohs!&lt;br /&gt;most likely cos of lack of sleep the night before?&lt;br /&gt;hais ...&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to bond with sec 2 seniors.&lt;br /&gt;played charades,truth or dare, blind mice in the dark and passing the action thingy.&lt;br /&gt;yea, shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;woah, its too short horhs ?&lt;br /&gt;will add on to this post about what happened 2moro .&lt;br /&gt;wahh..&lt;br /&gt;nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, BYEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5318269796069687734?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5318269796069687734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5318269796069687734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5318269796069687734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5318269796069687734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/holidays-nah-still-going-back-to-school.html' title='holidays? nah... still going back to school ...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-130032749217486701</id><published>2009-03-14T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:21:37.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-A-R-T-H W-I-R-E-D!! :DDDDDD</title><content type='html'>Hellos people~! :D&lt;br /&gt;Exluding this post, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;more posts to my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was SO SUPER FUN!&lt;br /&gt;The event started at 2.&lt;br /&gt;Reached SKMC at 1.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;xD So early right?&lt;br /&gt;Helped Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;She was writing "喜乐" on red pieces of cloth.&lt;br /&gt;She kept saying she did not like the "乐".&lt;br /&gt;I thought it looked fine. xD&lt;br /&gt;Normal student wrting.&lt;br /&gt;Not scribbly.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she was saying don't critisise.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'll end up in her group. [or something like that]&lt;br /&gt;Checked the list and I was in "喜乐"&lt;br /&gt;lols. So coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;Went to collect my tee.&lt;br /&gt;O.O it is white.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was gonna be green lohs..&lt;br /&gt;then I saw a bunch of white cloths . xD&lt;br /&gt;The design is nice larhs...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where they order the tee from...&lt;br /&gt;Should be quite cheap larhs .&lt;br /&gt;cos pay $7 for dinner AND the tee know?&lt;br /&gt;kay... den I saw huimin walking.&lt;br /&gt;"HUIIIIIMIIIIN!!~" xD&lt;br /&gt;[i forgot whether I said that... hmm...]&lt;br /&gt;helped her get her tee and went to see which group she was in and blah.&lt;br /&gt;Charmian was so shocked to see hui min lohs.&lt;br /&gt;den asked brittany why neba tell her she comin...&lt;br /&gt;-.- britt and hui min kept talkin abt their class the thingy...&lt;br /&gt;Char and I stood there, feeling so left out . xD&lt;br /&gt;but den, justin even more poor thing larhs .&lt;br /&gt;no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Char introduced him to josh and jason but den those 2 were fighting for who knows what reason.&lt;br /&gt;[seriously, its the first time I saw justin so quiet. usually he is a super attention-seeker]&lt;br /&gt;(justah: no offence...... ;D)&lt;br /&gt;Drew 'EW '09' on our arms with flat black.&lt;br /&gt;xD Fun seh.&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;put down our bags and sat according to our groups.&lt;br /&gt;I got flat black on my legs! xD&lt;br /&gt;eeyer larhs . so hard to rub off.&lt;br /&gt;played a zombie game.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly icebreaker but den we just hold hands when we get caught.&lt;br /&gt;not really ice breaker.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the winner of the game is a little girl! xD&lt;br /&gt;pro horhs?&lt;br /&gt;went to the field to play games!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;got our butts wet playing scissors paper stone thingy.&lt;br /&gt;-.- they thought I was scared to get dirty.&lt;br /&gt;then got flour all over ourselves during the second game.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the carpark to hit a block of ice with a hockey stick for the 3rd game.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the field and played frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;played earthball.&lt;br /&gt;A GIGANTIC BALL being pushed around.&lt;br /&gt;The ball is bigger than an average person okay?&lt;br /&gt;went back to the church to refresh.&lt;br /&gt;sat near the staircases.&lt;br /&gt;joined with our team's name translated into either chinese or english.&lt;br /&gt;kay, that last sentence made no sense.&lt;br /&gt;it meant, like, my group is 喜乐 then, translated into english is Joy.&lt;br /&gt;So Joy and 喜乐 join to form 1 group!&lt;br /&gt;understand?&lt;br /&gt;then, went to the carpark for the finale game.&lt;br /&gt;each team had a huge lollipop made out of newspaper .&lt;br /&gt;again, the lollipop is bigger than an average person!&lt;br /&gt;had to wet the other team's lollipop with water balloons till it breaks lohs.&lt;br /&gt;den each team had 80.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to bathe and change into our earthwired tees!&lt;br /&gt;Justin had to go back.&lt;br /&gt;we went for dinner and then went back to the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;worship was like so high!&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl were jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;so funny..&lt;br /&gt;after worship, took many many group photos . xD&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN! Never take group photos!!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.tsk.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;went to compass later on ..&lt;br /&gt;met hui min and britt there.&lt;br /&gt;went to time zone and played percussion master&lt;br /&gt;the neo-prints machine broke lohs..&lt;br /&gt;hais ..&lt;br /&gt;yea, den went home.&lt;br /&gt;jessica and I were so scared lohs..&lt;br /&gt;keep hearing frogs croaking.&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly gasped so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I chionged as if it would eat me.&lt;br /&gt;xD yea, lazy post.&lt;br /&gt;well, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-130032749217486701?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/130032749217486701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=130032749217486701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/130032749217486701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/130032749217486701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-r-t-h-w-i-r-e-d-dddddd.html' title='E-A-R-T-H W-I-R-E-D!! :DDDDDD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4999618606289756209</id><published>2009-03-13T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:03:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country... GREAT!</title><content type='html'>IABSOLUTELYHATEMYFREAKIN COM!!!ITYPEDADAMNLONGPOSTABOUTTODAYJUSTTOSEEITDISSAPPEARINJUSTASECOND!?!?!?!?!?WTH!!!!NOW,IHAVETOFREAKINTYPEITOUTALLOVERAGAIN!!!DAMNANGRYRIGHTNOW!!!SOYOUBETTERNOTPISSMEEVENMOREOFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy:D peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cross country!!&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely fun!&lt;br /&gt;1G was really enthu. xD&lt;br /&gt;Shout so darn loud!&lt;br /&gt;Whoo~ NC spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the day...&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Brushed my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Changed and then had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was on the sofa instead of lying in bed and sleeping soundly, he was watching tv?&lt;br /&gt;Still in the same clothes since he came back.&lt;br /&gt;He was so emo the night before. xD&lt;br /&gt;Kay, just ignored.&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, everyone in the house woke up and sat at the sofa with him watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;Well, except for baobeii goldie larhs .&lt;br /&gt;Walked to school...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was in the canteen instead of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;The hall was not open larhs!&lt;br /&gt;Then... we saw some people going up.&lt;br /&gt;o.o should be open liaos..&lt;br /&gt;den we follow lorhs ..&lt;br /&gt;went up, went in, the lights were not on...&lt;br /&gt;Clare was singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;"Feel the rain on your skin.&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-OxN41oghv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=33cc33&amp;amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-OxN41oghv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=33cc33&amp;primaryColor=003300&amp;secondaryColor=006633&amp;linkColor=006600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clareeeee~ go join choir larhs! xD&lt;br /&gt;We went backstage and Serene was groping around for the switches.&lt;br /&gt;xD Total pitch black darkness.&lt;br /&gt;She turned the light on!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! xD&lt;br /&gt;Sat down and made lots of noise.&lt;br /&gt;blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.blah.&lt;br /&gt;Then flag-raising...&lt;br /&gt;Had a briefing of what was gonna happen later on.&lt;br /&gt;Then, NE programme.&lt;br /&gt;WHAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#b800b8;"&gt;小娘惹&lt;br /&gt;The Little Nonya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tKhZ5x0rM3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=9966ff&amp;amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tKhZ5x0rM3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=9966ff&amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite short if ya ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Yue Niang's father becomes her probably fiance?&lt;br /&gt;Somemore name totally change to Mr. Sushi?&lt;br /&gt;Then Chen Xi age so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Yue Niang competing in cooking to marry Chen xi,&lt;br /&gt;the "Mr Sushi" and Lao kok kok Chen Xi bring food to impress Yueniang.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sushi obviously brought Sushi larhs.&lt;br /&gt;His reason: Yue Niang must be tired of eating peranakan food.&lt;br /&gt;Give her try somethiing else.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Lao kok kok Chen Xi at least a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;They buy the food lohs.&lt;br /&gt;They did not painstackingly cook them themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph, no wonder Yue Niang just wants to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Kay... &gt;&lt;" that's not what the NE thing is all about... It's about going global but rooting in SG! You see, Yue Niang travels a lot and makes many friends.&lt;br /&gt;Understand?&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I not giving you all chim-ology lesson larhs...&lt;br /&gt;Then a quiz. No, not about the Xiao Niang Re thingy..&lt;br /&gt;International friendship day or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry, blame my STM xD]&lt;br /&gt;Went to class, changed out and went to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 5 min later, we had to move to the quadrangle. xD&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the buses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round.&lt;br /&gt;Round and round, round and round.&lt;br /&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THROUGH SENGKANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seriously sang that! xD&lt;br /&gt;A-B-S-O-L-U-T-E-L-Y F-U-N!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jo was also singing Circus.&lt;br /&gt;There're only two types of people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;There're the ones that entertain.&lt;br /&gt;And the ones that observe~&lt;br /&gt;Well baby, i'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't like the backseat, gotta be first. Oh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like ringleader, i call the shots(call the shots)&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot.&lt;br /&gt;When I put on a show~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the adreneline moving throught my veins&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage&lt;br /&gt;Better be ready, I bet you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me, in the center of the ring&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh.Uh-huh)&lt;br /&gt;When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do&lt;br /&gt;Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay... there's also...Womaniser!&lt;br /&gt;Womaniser woman-womaniser you're a womaniser&lt;br /&gt;oh womaniser oh you're a womaniser, baby&lt;br /&gt;you you you are&lt;br /&gt;you you you are&lt;br /&gt;womaniser womaniser womaniser, womaniser...&lt;br /&gt;xD siao liaos .&lt;br /&gt;Then... We reached SENGKANG RIVERSIDE PARK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE FIRST SCHOOL TO USE THAT PARK!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;1D Oiiii~&lt;br /&gt;OIIIII~!!&lt;br /&gt;The guys went to the starting place.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Raffi : 1-2-3!!&lt;br /&gt;Sec One Gals : JIAYOUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-.- They did not seem to hear us.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, it was our turn.&lt;br /&gt;At the sound of the airhorn, we jogged.&lt;br /&gt;Some chionged larhs.&lt;br /&gt;but then, I doubt I can chiong ALL the way.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel had stiches but continued to jog.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I felt a tightness in my chest and a bit of difficulty breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Still, i continued to jog.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the pain did not last long.&lt;br /&gt;I continued jogging...&lt;br /&gt;La-Li-La-Li-La~ and I cought up with Zinn!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea!&lt;br /&gt;I was faster than her for once.&lt;br /&gt;My toes started to sprout blisters.&lt;br /&gt;So Damn Pain!&lt;br /&gt;Ya want see?&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, dont disgust my beloved readers.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my shoes were also somehow, burning up!&lt;br /&gt;"I'm burning up, burning up, for you baby." -JonasBros. XD&lt;br /&gt;TORTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere around the finish line, Mich T. caught up with me.&lt;br /&gt;I had a sudden notion.&lt;br /&gt;My mind was set to win her.&lt;br /&gt;I Chiong-ed as if my whole life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;Why? I suddenly felt VERY competitive.&lt;br /&gt;Chiong-ed until I reached the finish line when I finally felt SUPER DUPER UBER ULTRA MEGA TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;Serene and Cheryl O.P.R. was just ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;I jogged up to them and put my arms on their shoulders and said, "Yea! We survived!"&lt;br /&gt;Claire helped pour water all over my head.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh... Felt SOOOOO much better.&lt;br /&gt;So much better that I could run again! xD&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the bus and went back to school!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the canteen, bought grape juice.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... much better.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;helped to file report books.&lt;br /&gt;then, cleaned the class.!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing THAT funnyhappened.&lt;br /&gt;all we discovered is that there was spiderweb like dust and dust-like spiderwebs in all nooks and crannies.&lt;br /&gt;We all slacked after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then, quickly went up to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Had end-of-year talk.&lt;br /&gt;Discipline, what else?&lt;br /&gt;House meetings!&lt;br /&gt;Students moved out of the hall for their house meetings.&lt;br /&gt;except for yellow and green.&lt;br /&gt;Ms phua was literally shouting into the mic. xD&lt;br /&gt;2 houses screaming and shouting, waddya think?&lt;br /&gt;hoohoo! serene,zinn,michT and I are CHEER LEADERS!&lt;br /&gt;Along with our prop designers, JOANNA AND JANE MIN!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! Visual arts de worhs ..&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright?&lt;br /&gt;Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay-okay alright?&lt;br /&gt;Alright-alright okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUDDUP!&lt;br /&gt;Shhhhhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went back to class and got our report books.&lt;br /&gt;went home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;mom bought  pairs of new earings from bugis for me!&lt;br /&gt;hahas! I habe sho many now .&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOOOOOD BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4999618606289756209?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4999618606289756209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4999618606289756209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4999618606289756209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4999618606289756209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/cross-country-great.html' title='Cross Country... GREAT!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1098423415428687557</id><published>2009-03-10T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:13:47.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda busy these few days...</title><content type='html'>YESH!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I can turn on the computer anytime I want.&lt;br /&gt;Just lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Busy-busy-busy weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Never touch my com ya know?&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall just cut to the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 March 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out at 11+.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cp.&lt;br /&gt;Went to library cos... I was early. xD&lt;br /&gt;I brought my maths homework!&lt;br /&gt;Then, browsed for books.&lt;br /&gt;O.O Met Lip Fei.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted...&lt;br /&gt;Then, she had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;T-T sho sadd.&lt;br /&gt;No sooner had I taken out my homework to do when Zinn sms-ed me to ask where I was.&lt;br /&gt;she came and we then went to the back of the library to do the algebra hw.&lt;br /&gt;Jess and her fren came over to help.&lt;br /&gt;But... sad larhs...&lt;br /&gt;method different.&lt;br /&gt;They then left leaving Zinn and I sitting down there talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, cc and his fren came along.&lt;br /&gt;after somemore craps and still not finishing our work, zinn went home.&lt;br /&gt;then, the three of us went to cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;kay... they were like so damn silly.&lt;br /&gt;bickering like 2 housewives.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;my mom called den went to find her.&lt;br /&gt;then went tuh subway.&lt;br /&gt;eh? saw zw! xD&lt;br /&gt;den, went to tampines mall to change my phone plan.&lt;br /&gt;O.O did not bring Birth certificate!&lt;br /&gt;[some new policy -.-]&lt;br /&gt;then monday go back again lohs...&lt;br /&gt;i'll talk about that later.&lt;br /&gt;went home, changed and soon got ready for ffw.&lt;br /&gt;went over to grandma's and quickly ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;den made my way to church at 0630 or so.&lt;br /&gt;kay...&lt;br /&gt;den at 9+ went to cp.&lt;br /&gt;hahs! i neba buy anything lohs.&lt;br /&gt;sit down there and read my book.&lt;br /&gt;xD guai rites ...? [*rolls eyes* as if ...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 8th march 2009&lt;br /&gt;went to church...&lt;br /&gt;my bro came along...&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;den bus-ed to cp.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to her house.&lt;br /&gt;They did their home ec. projects while I was standing there like a statue. xD&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;my bro and I went to heartland mall to meet my parents.&lt;br /&gt;ate, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya know what? i'm sho frustrated, stressed, agitated, and other stuff like datt right now that i dun wanna blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But most likely because I skipped dinner. xD&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1098423415428687557?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1098423415428687557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1098423415428687557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1098423415428687557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1098423415428687557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/kinda-busy-these-few-days.html' title='Kinda busy these few days...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5274580504703862510</id><published>2009-03-06T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:23:38.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea, i've been really busy.</title><content type='html'>Yet another tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, which day isn't tiring?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so sleepy right now but still blogging for the sake of my blog's life.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to see this blog rot away do ya?&lt;br /&gt;It only has a mere 4-5 posts to its 100 post!&lt;br /&gt;Excited about what I'm gonna do for my 100th post?&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just wait for time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, don't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Make every moment meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Like now, I'm still so busy!&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 days to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;3rd March 2009, Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was D&amp;amp;T test today.&lt;br /&gt;Then, history test.&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to relax!!&lt;br /&gt;or fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang and the CL students, of course including yours truly xD, went upstairs to the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;[I can only remember all these REALLY vaguely, so PLEASE, don't critisise if I rememberd something wrongly.]&lt;br /&gt;After chinese, History.&lt;br /&gt;Again with the IRONY...&lt;br /&gt;Just after we take the history common test, we have history lesson later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;Science was next.&lt;br /&gt;Again, the class was noisy. [Like always... sort of taking advantage of the teacher]&lt;br /&gt;ASSEMBLY.&lt;br /&gt;we actually were the 1st 10 to get to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;but we were like chionging. xD&lt;br /&gt;I went home and CHIONGED the 1;D'09 class blog.&lt;br /&gt;[quite single-handedly but i'm not bragging. xD]&lt;br /&gt;Thankyous to those who told me that they had photos and still have not e-mailed them to me!&lt;br /&gt;Eh, no sense.&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD BOUGHT ME MARLEY AND ME!&lt;br /&gt;The book I mean.&lt;br /&gt;SWEET~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;4th March 2009, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature test was the very first thing we went into class.&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than sitting down, getting our pencil boxes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;After that, IT WAS THE END OF THE COMMON TESTS!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I felt REALLY relieved.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I remembered that Ms Phua said that there was a grammar and vocab close test.&lt;br /&gt;Hais. But I didn't worry that much.&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson was real fun.&lt;br /&gt;Drew a cartoon character out of a popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;My popcorn was like so FAT.xD&lt;br /&gt;Den looked like a little emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;Cos there was a small small seed or something that looked like an eye.&lt;br /&gt;Note: I said LOOKED. cos, after drawing, we ate the popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Mother tongue lesson, go to the 2nd floor the classroom again...&lt;br /&gt;then, RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;I never go to canteen again...&lt;br /&gt;My class now trend-ing playing the scissor paper stone then the splits thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... good way to train my splits .&lt;br /&gt;but then, damn tiring .&lt;br /&gt;Maths...&lt;br /&gt;eh, teacher rmbr my name sia.&lt;br /&gt;Since I went into this school, I get the feeling that the teachers don't remember names.&lt;br /&gt;In primary school, they see ya talking and they call your name out.&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school, I keep getting mistaken for other people.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY Michelle Tan.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me very upset.&lt;br /&gt;It's like ME, MICHELLE CHUA, M.C., doesn't exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I'm a whole different person who led a whole different life.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I don't have my own style.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have MY personality.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have my OWN FACE.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, looking like a celebrity or something has its perks.&lt;br /&gt;like, going to those " who do ya look like " contests.&lt;br /&gt;Then, if you are like SO DAMN like the person, you get money.&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout the parents?&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me same parents what.&lt;br /&gt;They are born that way.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Mary was walking down the street and suddenly, a big group of fans come out and charge at her for a certain celebrity's signature.&lt;br /&gt;being squeezed around and shouted at but with a different name.&lt;br /&gt;That really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Science.&lt;br /&gt;English through PC do the tests and then do discussion.&lt;br /&gt;Just kept on laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I was saying that someone kicked a begger's stick by accident and was chased by that begger.&lt;br /&gt;Jojo thought that the begger used the stick to poke people and say " Money . Money ." repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;The stick was like a walking stick or sth !xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;5th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get REALLY TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm still gonna endure it and continue posting for all my beloved readers.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're actually reading this. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Mother tongue lesson.&lt;br /&gt;do corrections for the common test paper.&lt;br /&gt;then in between questions, checked 6 files while zinnia checked the other half.&lt;br /&gt;den CME.&lt;br /&gt;den CHC.&lt;br /&gt;Then recess&lt;br /&gt;then maths.&lt;br /&gt;then el&lt;br /&gt;den science.&lt;br /&gt;den literature.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;short and sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet~ xD&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for cca.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee~ so fun!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAs.&lt;br /&gt;5.30 went home!&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;6th march 2009, friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music!&lt;br /&gt;omiigoshhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I totally duno hab music test until i reached school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;the listening thingy i super pro!&lt;br /&gt;I got one wrong!xD&lt;br /&gt;then pe. Damn tiring I tell eu!&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!&lt;br /&gt;Buy drink and drank as if I was at a desert and had totally no other water source and haven't drank for who knows how long as my watch melted due to the heat.&lt;br /&gt;MATHS!&lt;br /&gt;then English.&lt;br /&gt;Wah. now so tireddddddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6D'08!!!!!!!!!!!! KIMMY BOOOOOOKING CHALET AT DOWNTOWN EAST!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;details? duno larhs .&lt;br /&gt;will be confirmed sooner or later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYONARA ~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5274580504703862510?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5274580504703862510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5274580504703862510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5274580504703862510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5274580504703862510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/yea-ive-been-really-busy.html' title='yea, i&apos;ve been really busy.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5850306850281639818</id><published>2009-03-02T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:29:59.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[No title] =X</title><content type='html'>BORED out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;There's D&amp;amp;T and History tests tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T just needa draw. So, no problem. xD&lt;br /&gt;History 50-50 prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, recap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;28th February 2oo9, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with cousins after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;[Chamian! SOWIE!]&lt;br /&gt;Went to Giant at Tampiness.&lt;br /&gt;So super cold!&lt;br /&gt;It was night and raining!&lt;br /&gt;I only bought kinder bueno.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to bedok for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Eek. Did not really feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the table and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom sleep in the car lohs.&lt;br /&gt;So shuang. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Plopped onto my bed @ abt 3.00am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;1st March 2009, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's march already?!&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I've known 1D'09 for two months already!&lt;br /&gt;OOH! 5D'07-6D'08 2 years 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;SWEEET!&lt;br /&gt;This Sat is WenTing's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H-A-P-P-Y B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! 7.30am wake up sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after a few seconds, went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;XD. HELLO! 4 hours is not enough!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and got ready at 8+am&lt;br /&gt;sms-ed zinn at 9+am ?&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, made my way to her house.&lt;br /&gt;o.o I reached there earlier than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Continued with piano lessons with MS. Zinnia T. XD&lt;br /&gt;Then, walked to church with her and her mom.&lt;br /&gt;Actually ate something. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;CHARMIAN! SOWIE!&lt;br /&gt;Brittany! SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;SHERYL! SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;Zinnia! BULLY!&lt;br /&gt;Kay larhs. Don't talk crap liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in a big circle again.&lt;br /&gt;Played blow wind blow.&lt;br /&gt;Zinnia and I were for some reason talking about blow wind blow during our walk to church lohs.&lt;br /&gt;And were saying don't play that game liaos and blah.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic...&lt;br /&gt;Me and britt keep changing seats.&lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Aww... got a bruise somewhere around my right elbow.&lt;br /&gt;BLAME THE CHAIR!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson was er... different larhs.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else I can say.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;2March2009,Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had science test today.&lt;br /&gt;I finished the test in a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;[The test was 45min]&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chong's lesson...&lt;br /&gt;hais ..&lt;br /&gt;After science test, SCIENCE lesson.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;RECESS---&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Literature.&lt;br /&gt;Went through our past work.&lt;br /&gt;English do newspaper reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Mother tongue lesson have a bee flying around.&lt;br /&gt;Geography ...&lt;br /&gt;The class kept chatting.&lt;br /&gt;So, very noisy lohs.&lt;br /&gt;History went through worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;GYF so cutee!&lt;br /&gt;CURRYPUFF ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, went home with a heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;Now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovedummies.blogspot.com"&gt;BRITTANY&lt;/a&gt;'S blog.&lt;br /&gt;Tagged me this quiz... =P&lt;br /&gt;Be an obedient dorg and do lohs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First off, what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;- My name is&lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;ichelle &lt;u&gt;C.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Okay, but what does your best friend call you?&lt;br /&gt;-M.C.? Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever kissed someone with braces?&lt;br /&gt;-I never kissed someone. =P&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is the fourth received call on your call log?&lt;br /&gt;-Zi xuan?&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Why would I ever want to change my eye colour!?&lt;br /&gt;Its perfect to me. XD&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the wallpaper on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Currently, animated pictures of cute lil' doggies!&lt;br /&gt;7. How many pillows on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;-2? xD&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last text message you sent to?&lt;br /&gt;-Clarence C.&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there someone you can't stop thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;-Have... 6D'ers! Miss ya all~! When's the meet up?&lt;br /&gt;10. What was the best thing that happened to you last year?&lt;br /&gt;-I graduated from primary school?&lt;br /&gt;[The worst thing that happened was I graduated from primary school...]&lt;br /&gt;11. Do any of your friends annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;-YES! There's.... ZINN! XD&lt;br /&gt;12. Who's the fourth person on your contacts list?&lt;br /&gt;-Aunt Eugenia&lt;br /&gt;13. When was the last time you cried from laughing so hard?&lt;br /&gt;-I cried so hard so many freakin times.&lt;br /&gt;You want me to remember the last time?&lt;br /&gt;14. What school did you attend in elementary?&lt;br /&gt;- A certain place called Faith educare centre?&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on somebody?&lt;br /&gt;-Not much of a crush... Just admire can?&lt;br /&gt;aiya crap larhs. No more this type of Q.s !!&lt;br /&gt;16. Who was the last person that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;JoJo or Isabel or Yu Fang or Clare?&lt;br /&gt;They so cuteee!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like Quizes?&lt;br /&gt;- Come to think of it, WHY am I doing this quiz!?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar, 'cos I'm an obedient doggie. "WOOF!" *wags tail*&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you make fun of the most?&lt;br /&gt;- ZINN! So fun! [But she bullies me!]&lt;br /&gt;One day, I will get my sweeeeeeeet revenge on TYL w/o her getting back at me.&lt;br /&gt;That would be so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet~!&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the longest you've ever talked on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;- around 2 hours. Should be with val ? keep talking crap .XD&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think you've gotten prettier since grade school?&lt;br /&gt;- self-opinion : no. XD&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you seen your best friend cry?&lt;br /&gt;- I add new besties every year. XD&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few cry before.&lt;br /&gt;But then, they definitely see ME cry before.&lt;br /&gt;22. Where did you last go out to eat?&lt;br /&gt;- Bedok ? with cousins? read this stinkin post you won't needa ask liao rites?&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you dance in the car?&lt;br /&gt;-Crazy ar? I stand up, my head will hit the roof.&lt;br /&gt;How dance? huh? you show me la punk.&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you think of hunting and fishing?&lt;br /&gt;-Mostly vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;Eats meat only when told to.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you and your best friend act alike?&lt;br /&gt;- wahh!&lt;br /&gt;READ Q.21!!!&lt;br /&gt;So many, how can we ALL act alike?&lt;br /&gt;baka... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;26. What is a noise that you cannot stand?&lt;br /&gt;-FREAKIN STYROFOAM SQUEAKY SOUNDS and FINGERNAIL SCRATCHING A BLACKBOARD.&lt;br /&gt;HAH! I can see you guys twitching.&lt;br /&gt;Imagining the sound now. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;27. Does your mom vacuum early in the morning, when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;28. Are your parents in love?&lt;br /&gt;- Eh, stupid Q. ! You no parents issit?&lt;br /&gt;[omiigosh I sound so bad o.o]&lt;br /&gt;29. At what age did you get your mp3 player or ipod?&lt;br /&gt;10! hahs . at least, i think it was 10 ..&lt;br /&gt;30. Where did you get your last bruise from?&lt;br /&gt;- I TOLD YOU TO READ MY POST!&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY! at church.&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you rather sleep at a friend's or have them over?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go.&lt;br /&gt;32. Who is in your house right now?&lt;br /&gt;-My parents and a mushroom and a dog.&lt;br /&gt;33.Have you ever thought you were gonna die?&lt;br /&gt;-yes! I was gonna die buried under a ton of textbooks,workbooks,storybooks, assestment books, books that makes no sense, books with so many grammatical errors, books i published, books that she published, books that he published, scary nightmare books, books with huge pictures, books that are just crap.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY? xD&lt;br /&gt;34. How do you like your steak?&lt;br /&gt;- Medium rare please. That was the last time I had my steak.&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you smell like right now?&lt;br /&gt;- I smell like dettol body wash. xD&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a hard time admitting you're wrong?&lt;br /&gt;-ME? wrong?&lt;br /&gt;You dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;Me always right!&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;-idk. idc about the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;xD but seriously. I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;38. What shoes did you wear today?&lt;br /&gt;- my stinkin black school shoes that are tearing apart.&lt;br /&gt;39. What makes you lose your appetite?&lt;br /&gt;- this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;40. What color is your laundry basket?&lt;br /&gt;-grey? Why in the world do ya wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;41. Does your mom make you wear a winter coat?&lt;br /&gt;-Wah?! Are you out of your mind!?&lt;br /&gt;SG weather so warm.&lt;br /&gt;Who will wear?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I know!&lt;br /&gt;Poh wen ting!&lt;br /&gt;wear windbreaker when she act as a police. XD&lt;br /&gt;42. Does it contain fur?&lt;br /&gt;What...?&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you own any Hollister polos?&lt;br /&gt;-What? You think I so rich ars?&lt;br /&gt;One polo 30USD! [i think .]&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you think those stores are too expensive?&lt;br /&gt;you're darn right.&lt;br /&gt;45. Where do you shop the most for clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Online. xD Tokyo fashion.&lt;br /&gt;not online. This fashion? or ice lemon tee..&lt;br /&gt;46. Ever clothes shop at a thrift store?&lt;br /&gt;huh? I don't understand your crap.&lt;br /&gt;47. Why do you do surveys?&lt;br /&gt;- BECAUSE I'm an obedient dog.&lt;br /&gt;How many times do i have to say it!?&lt;br /&gt;48. Can you go on MySpace from school or work?&lt;br /&gt;I can... If I had a myspace. XD&lt;br /&gt;49. Do your parents have a MySpace account?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;50. Have your parents seen your MySpace page?&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T have MySpace larhs .&lt;br /&gt;Baka... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabo 5 people;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;On sencond thought, I'm not that evil.&lt;br /&gt;You guys wanna do, must do.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna do, must not do.&lt;br /&gt;Kay?&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!&lt;br /&gt;-Mich C. X=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5850306850281639818?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5850306850281639818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5850306850281639818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5850306850281639818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5850306850281639818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-title-x.html' title='[No title] =X'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6413741079887741606</id><published>2009-02-27T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:37:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathematics and English. xD</title><content type='html'>Went to school and suddenly remembered something.&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO DO HISTORY WORKSHEET.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the quadrangle chiong-ing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went into classroom and the maths test began.&lt;br /&gt;OH SHITTY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;-8 marks for the test already! @.@&lt;br /&gt;After that, ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my summary was like 130 words. [or was it 129?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I were poor Anna, I would be screaming my guts out and would be very very dizzy and nauseous after the ride. Upon seeing my sister, Mary with her rucksack slung over her shoulders, I would most likely not do anything to her as I would not care that much until a few hours or so as I would be feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation would go...&lt;br /&gt;A: WTFH was that about?! I pushed through the crowd just to get back to the car for your bag and here you are carrying it! I rode that freakin' scary ride again 'cos of you.&lt;br /&gt;M: What are you talking about? I did not ride it at all. It's too scary for me. You were the one who cut through the lines. Somehow, they let you.&lt;br /&gt;A: HELLO! Don't you play dumb with me. You said you left it in the left side of the car and when I groped about looking for it, NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;M: Why would my rucksack be in the car? I did not even get in line let alone get on the car.&lt;br /&gt;A:ARGH! I'll get my revenge on you one day. You will rue what you have done to me. YOU WILL RUE IT! *Angrily, she stomped away*&lt;br /&gt;M: What in the world was that about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;NO, this is not my summary! Duh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;I did not leave the classroom at all.&lt;br /&gt;I was so super busy rushing through my history worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;Then, maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sng so punctual.&lt;br /&gt;She step into the class.&lt;br /&gt;A minute later, the bell rang. xD&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was rushing through stuff like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I was still doing the history worksheet and listening AND writing down whatever I could catch up with.&lt;br /&gt;@.@ it was very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Then english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Aww... have to write a anti-drug essay again.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! I write this type of stuff on like a yearly basis.&lt;br /&gt;And I always write the same story as I have totally no idea what to write.&lt;br /&gt;Just wrote down my story in point form and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene and I were singing the muttons to midnight thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Last year valentines' the poscast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home lohs..&lt;br /&gt;Jolene sent to me the podcast we sang in class.xD&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;Later going to town with parents to buy don't know what my mom wants to buy. xD&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yijia tagged me this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at my ridiculous answers, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:It's harder than it looks!&lt;br /&gt;Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;They have to be real; nothing made up!&lt;br /&gt;If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : make [its a word!]&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : Micheal&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Michaela [Mi-kay-la sounds so nice lohs!]&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Magician! [Woohoo! I lubb magic!]&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Maroon [Nono. Almost a moron]&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : Mickey mouse shirt/costume!&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : Mutton [LAMB!]&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Mug [Save water kay?]&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : Mount Everest [Bring me there? xD]&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : My dog ate my alarm clock! [long time never feed? xD]&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : MAMAMIA! / MUMMY! HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : MAMAMIA!&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : Milk [simple lohs...]&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : Maroon 5 [er... no comment]&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal : Moose&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name : Marine Parade? [correct right?]&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car : Mazda/Mercedes/Mitsubishi&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : Mutton balls.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video if you don't know the song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGVWwkNAWv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGVWwkNAWv8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my links and anyone else who wanna do it. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6413741079887741606?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6413741079887741606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6413741079887741606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6413741079887741606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6413741079887741606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/mathematics-and-english-xd.html' title='Mathematics and English. xD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-238081458184706478</id><published>2009-02-26T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:08:01.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of common test.</title><content type='html'>Heyy peeps :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had geo test.&lt;br /&gt;Aww..&lt;br /&gt;So SUPER &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ULTRA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;MEGA&lt;/span&gt; careless lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I did not bring string.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I did not bring my protractor.&lt;br /&gt;Then, wrote a lot of crap on the second last page of the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;E.g.&lt;br /&gt;Write down the effect of the following situations. [I re-phrased the question XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cutting down trees faster than they grow.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be an increase in the amount of carbon dioxide in the air as trees take in the carbon dioxide and give out oxygen. As it is a heavy gas, the weather will get warmer and warmer. This contributes to global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red";&gt;SEE! STUPID RIGHT?! AHH! Gonna F-A-I-L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had mother tongue test.&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Left 5 min and I had 3 questions left!&lt;br /&gt;CHIONG!&lt;br /&gt;THEN TOTALLY CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;So scary.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I finished it!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;But will not be getting as high as before.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just 30.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;y like keep having relief teachers?&lt;br /&gt;Nbm .&lt;br /&gt;LIT WAS SHO FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ &lt;br /&gt;DREW ON CHAIRMAN's HAND!&lt;br /&gt;SHE DIDN'T MIND!&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;awww... tired liaos.&lt;br /&gt;studying is a very VERY tiring thing.&lt;br /&gt;since p2 study like siao.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, results get lower and lower.&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-238081458184706478?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/238081458184706478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=238081458184706478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/238081458184706478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/238081458184706478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/start-of-common-test.html' title='Start of common test.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-106402386997115953</id><published>2009-02-24T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:09:01.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~</title><content type='html'>YOYOYOYO ! PONYO! &lt;br /&gt;[EEK! CRAP!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today so super high!&lt;br /&gt;But before I talk about today...&lt;br /&gt;CLARE CUT HER HAIR SHORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO CUTEEE! &lt;br /&gt;Wait, I'm not done.&lt;br /&gt;CLARE! SOOOOOO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;*rewind and replay*&lt;br /&gt;CLARE! SOOOOOO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;O.O ? dun wan me say cute ars?&lt;br /&gt;CLARE! CHIOBU!&lt;br /&gt;Happeh le hors?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on singing songs the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Womanizer - Britney spears is a MUST to sing!XD&lt;br /&gt;Then... outside D&amp;T workshop, JoJo started singing Low - Flo-rida.&lt;br /&gt;Join in lohs!&lt;br /&gt;Shuang lehs!&lt;br /&gt;3 periods of practical for D&amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;Waa... T-T MY dolphin pencil holder is like so super disfigured!&lt;br /&gt;Saw like ... cutting down a tree randomly with an axe!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cutting down trees.&lt;br /&gt;STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE! &lt;br /&gt;How to stop global warming?&lt;br /&gt;Like my teacher once said DON'T TAKE AWAY FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;[o.o? weird sia... Why I pick this subject up.]&lt;br /&gt;Then, use both sides of paper for rough work and blah.&lt;br /&gt;Then...those paper that is not needed anymore, RECYCLE!&lt;br /&gt;But seperate the coloured papers from the whites.&lt;br /&gt;Just like washing clothes, yea?&lt;br /&gt;REDUCE! Don't turn on the lights on a bright sun-shiny day!&lt;br /&gt;Open the windows! Enjoy the Natural Air-con!&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn on the fan or the Airconditioner!&lt;br /&gt;Be like me!&lt;br /&gt;I now like don't know how many months never on liaos.&lt;br /&gt;[Don't know whether have spoil anots.xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, back to my post!&lt;br /&gt;We then went for recess.&lt;br /&gt;After that, mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;den history.&lt;br /&gt;den science and as usual, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MR CHONG IS TALKING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then went for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;Common tests powerpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Then chineses story-telling contest.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH! PRO LOHS!&lt;br /&gt;I can never talk THAT fluently and with so many hand gestures.&lt;br /&gt;The voisces were the funniest parts.&lt;br /&gt;One character: act cute.&lt;br /&gt;another character: deep low voice.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;Then... oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;Before the results for the contest were announced,&lt;br /&gt;there was this teacher who told us something about the Infocomm club.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;They designed a website for children with hearing and speaking problems. &lt;br /&gt;[i think its something like that.]&lt;br /&gt;Then... THEY GOT SECOND!&lt;br /&gt;And we only lost to Raffles Institution.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;But... NCHS got students' choice!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeee~ This really has nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;They announced the results to the story-telling competition and someone won! &lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;well, BYEEEE~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-106402386997115953?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/106402386997115953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=106402386997115953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/106402386997115953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/106402386997115953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5050099781203451731</id><published>2009-02-20T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:25:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day... How to describe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;19th February 2009 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, mother tongue lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;CME .&lt;br /&gt;Talked about RESPONSIBILITY.&lt;br /&gt;Then, CHC.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was late.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were discussing for the act later during literature.&lt;br /&gt;[Mostly rehearsing]&lt;br /&gt;The teacher came in and then made us stand for the whole period.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I had worse pusnishments...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, gave us a surprise attire check. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;[Was trying my best not to shout &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt; at THAT teacher]&lt;br /&gt;(ooh! A link!)&lt;br /&gt;Someone was doing some actions or something and we got a 5 min detention.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;But, a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt; min detention?&lt;br /&gt;[I did not even know there was such a thing.]&lt;br /&gt;The time was taken away from our recess instead of after school.&lt;br /&gt;[Luckily]&lt;br /&gt;Went for recess.&lt;br /&gt;Did not do anything much.&lt;br /&gt;Saw her, saw him, saw them.&lt;br /&gt;Blah, what am I talking?&lt;br /&gt;Went back to classroom and was maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Kay... I still a bit bit bit blur. ^^&lt;br /&gt;But I'm fine! xD&lt;br /&gt;English lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Aww... got scolding.&lt;br /&gt;Then, science.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh... Just copy from screen larhs!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher just keep asking anyone have question?&lt;br /&gt;Then the class like so noisy...&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH!&lt;br /&gt;Literature lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Teacher never come!&lt;br /&gt;Omiigosh!&lt;br /&gt;Our blood, tears and sweat into preparing the act and she did not show up!&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;[Okay... The BLOOD part a little bit exaggerated but maybe someone bled a bit lehs?]&lt;br /&gt;Then, went for lunch before going to the 4th floor with Vanessa for Chinese Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was sick.&lt;br /&gt;So, Sec 3 seniors taught us.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! So pain!&lt;br /&gt;Why am I born so STIFF!&lt;br /&gt;Seniors helped me stretch and stuff but den really cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the tears came along...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! Why am I so sensitive!?&lt;br /&gt;OOH! I remember !&lt;br /&gt;It was in Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;I was performing at a hall.&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished.&lt;br /&gt;Then the music played all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I was confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe we need an encore or something." I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I danced and sing again.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got laughed at by ... i don't know... maybe a HUNDRED over people?&lt;br /&gt;Some right there in front of me and some watching it all on video LIVE in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! NO! I was not the only one on stage.&lt;br /&gt;I went down from stage and cried immediately.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter is really THAT scary.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you're BARELY in kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;And you were wearing a silly little dress and that funny haircut.&lt;br /&gt;[I think I looked like a ... never mind.]&lt;br /&gt;Back to my post.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, know some of their names...&lt;br /&gt;There's ... Felicia, Vanessa, Ivy...&lt;br /&gt;Of cos lots more larhs if you want the sec twos seniors too!&lt;br /&gt;Woo~ Did the spinning thing.&lt;br /&gt;Keep getting it wrong!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect as they say.&lt;br /&gt;But who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I have terrible memory, my studies are like around average, and super uber sensitive!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;What would the angelic GREEN pawprint say right now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, something like: " Well, nobody's perfect..."&lt;br /&gt;And then purple pawprint would go like:" What if there's someone ACTUALLY named nobody? Does that make him/her/it perfect? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I would go: " Okay enough of the pawprints..." AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Then I will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th February 2009&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue lesson first.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;We changed into P.E. attire before going to the music room.&lt;br /&gt;15min LATE!&lt;br /&gt;She showed us a SUPER UBER ULTRA MEGA FUNNY VIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;And told us to go switch to silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;Which means... Vibrate don't laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;Hahs . cute hor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xui7x_KF7bY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xui7x_KF7bY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOQaK7NHY-4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOQaK7NHY-4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they came and performed in Singapore, would ya go?&lt;br /&gt;I might. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then, went down to the basketball court for P.E. lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Orhhor.. teacher late. &lt;br /&gt;Why never get punished!?&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;As I said just now, Chinese dance stretch till pain what..&lt;br /&gt;Then muscle aching.&lt;br /&gt;Then have to run around SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;You say how fast can I go.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after one round, went to quadrangle.&lt;br /&gt;Did crunches and push ups and cruches and push ups.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went for another round.&lt;br /&gt;But in groups this time.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh... They bang seh me!&lt;br /&gt;I was walking behind lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Hello! eu wan me run long distance?! &lt;br /&gt;cannot!&lt;br /&gt;I only do short distance sprinting.&lt;br /&gt;Nono long distance running.&lt;br /&gt;I get stitches and sometimes feel very light-headed.@.@&lt;br /&gt;Yea,yea,yea.&lt;br /&gt;These sound like excuses.&lt;br /&gt;NO. IT'S FOR REAL OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Went for Recess.&lt;br /&gt;The maths.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally English.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Then did math homework a bit while Zinnia kept E-mailing me...&lt;br /&gt;Then lost focus from homework and just chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Then my family and I went out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We went to funan and ate pasta mania.&lt;br /&gt;Duh... we did not go there to only eat the pasta mania there.&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to collect something or something.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, 9+pm lerhs!&lt;br /&gt;nitey-nite beloved readers of my BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;-MICH X=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5050099781203451731?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5050099781203451731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5050099781203451731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5050099781203451731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5050099781203451731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-day-how-to-describe.html' title='My Day... How to describe?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5893794941059396542</id><published>2009-02-18T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:20:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total defence day? BOO~!</title><content type='html'>ARGH! DAMN MY COM!&lt;br /&gt;SHO LAGGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;17th February 2009&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total defence was much more simpler during primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Sit obiendiently in the hall, listen to teachers' powerpoints about this day.&lt;br /&gt;Then, go back to class and do a quiz on it.&lt;br /&gt;Then, maybe get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;XP Easy-to-get food. Usually not yum. but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after school, HAVE TO STAY BACK to attend a carnival.&lt;br /&gt;And somemore, Sec ones : THIS IS COMPLUSORY.&lt;br /&gt;Aww... students have to go home, sometimes nap, do homework, get ready for the next day, SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! some people actually have a super well-planned schedule!&lt;br /&gt;Well, not me. But &lt;b&gt;SOME&lt;/b&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP!&lt;br /&gt;We had P.E. first.&lt;br /&gt;Er... touching the grass early in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;Means kind of spiky little things+dirt+a little morning dew on our hands and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't mind. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Nice feeling lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Changed and half the class went for Design and Technology while the other half went for Home Econs. [ Like duh... ]&lt;br /&gt;Finished up our keytag for practical and started on the wooden pencil holder.&lt;br /&gt;I drew a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;cute&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;=P What else would I draw?&lt;br /&gt;Apple? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, go recess.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Did anything major happened?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[or... I don't think so...]&lt;br /&gt;Then, chinese lesson.&lt;br /&gt;er... SIIAN la!!&lt;br /&gt;History lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I STAYED WIDE AWAKE!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;YEA~~!&lt;br /&gt;Science.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.. half-asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Then, go assembly very very NOT uniformly.&lt;br /&gt;Not another Cyber wellness talk.&lt;br /&gt;But den it is actually kinda' scary how these stuff can cause GREAT problems.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class..&lt;br /&gt;Most of them had lunch then we started visiting the booths for the total defence carnival.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel, Serene and I went to the ... aiya Home Ec. de larhs. [I FORGOT THE NAME kay?]&lt;br /&gt;YEA!&lt;br /&gt;we got the warm sweet potato soup!&lt;br /&gt;And not the yucky yam rice.&lt;br /&gt;[Actually, I duno how that tastes like. But as described by my friends, ITS sucks?]&lt;br /&gt;Then go to the sweet potato and tapioca booth which was right next to the booth.&lt;br /&gt;We neba target food first kay? just so happen to be the first few we went .&lt;br /&gt;No sun, have food, no line. go there first right...?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Then go NCC ders.&lt;br /&gt;hahs . so funny lohs. I didn't really do anything.&lt;br /&gt;shhh...&lt;br /&gt;Then go to the booth next to the sweet potato and tapioca one.&lt;br /&gt;answer a Q right !&lt;br /&gt;I actually really knew the answer!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!&lt;br /&gt;Then go red cross.&lt;br /&gt;Have to attend the cpr thingy but I learn before so didn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;go to the ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy.&lt;br /&gt;Keep pulling out the stretcher den trying his best to push it back in but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the uncle beside him demo for him.&lt;br /&gt;He try again still cannot.&lt;br /&gt;Then, me, being eager to try it out, I er... tried it out larhs .&lt;br /&gt;I did it!&lt;br /&gt;YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;den Serene and I went to the counter again and got our stamps.&lt;br /&gt;Then, go NPCC.&lt;br /&gt;The person asked : "what is our VISION"&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh! The answer was staring at me right in the face on the table.&lt;br /&gt;SWEET! SO EASY!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm left with the economic defence.&lt;br /&gt;THE SUPER UBER LONG QUEUE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;WTH !&lt;br /&gt;I went to the last booth and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to my horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, THERE IS A CROSSWORD!&lt;br /&gt;WTH! I'm TIRED! HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;STILL NEED DO!?&lt;br /&gt;I may FAINT in the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;Under the intense heat of the slowly setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Min Huay and sharon were doing it.&lt;br /&gt;I go copy . =P&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY NEED TO REST!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;joycelyn and rachel and maegan and her friend, brenda in class.&lt;br /&gt;accompany them lohs.&lt;br /&gt;I had extra time and did not know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;Did not feel like going home just yet.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Isabel and I were like going crazeh in class lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Keep drawing on the board.&lt;br /&gt;She act as teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Walk into class.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I say "qi li!" ... "xing li!"&lt;br /&gt;Then she throw marker at me.&lt;br /&gt;[well, at my feet.]&lt;br /&gt;Then scream at me " the class haven't stand up you say xing li arh? Never ask them to stand up arh?"&lt;br /&gt;lols. I almost died laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Den do somemore silly things before going home.&lt;br /&gt;ahh .. SWEET XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;18th February 2009&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog like no one listening.&lt;br /&gt;poor teacher.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Den art class!&lt;br /&gt;So relaxed!&lt;br /&gt;Disfigure Jo-jo's face!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so funny!&lt;br /&gt;Then, chinese...&lt;br /&gt;read newspaper lohs ..&lt;br /&gt;den recess!&lt;br /&gt;nth .&lt;br /&gt;den maths test!&lt;br /&gt;easier than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;I even did the bonus Q.!&lt;br /&gt;den science.&lt;br /&gt;den English.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Phua's stories so funny lohs!!!&lt;br /&gt;kay kay .&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;buaiis !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5893794941059396542?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5893794941059396542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5893794941059396542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5893794941059396542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5893794941059396542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/total-defence-day-boo.html' title='total defence day? BOO~!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-363301994530162809</id><published>2009-02-16T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:59:20.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reults? or maybe just crap =X</title><content type='html'>Blah. Got back almost all of my class tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEK!&lt;br /&gt;Geography got 9 1/2 out of 20.&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT NOTICE A TWO MARK QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT I MAY PASS !&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mr Quek being a kind fella, gave those who did something for one of the Q.s a mark.&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"OI! Where's my drumroll?!"&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolling*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*STILL drumrolling....*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*not finished drumrolling...*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"OK lah! stop! stop! stop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED!&lt;br /&gt;By a half mark!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="G" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt; (whispering) I think she go C-R-A-Z-Y ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="P" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt; WHAT!? You think I'm C-R-A-Z-Y?! I AM NOT! I'm just a bit high! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="G" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt; -.-" come-come.I bring you go to the nice "chalet" ok? have a lot of your friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="P" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt; Wah! CHALET! WOOHOO! Wait. Buangkok have chalet mehs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk enough of my silly green and purple paw prints.&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh yar!&lt;br /&gt;My maths class test!&lt;br /&gt;eek!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ABSOLUTE HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;16/25 !!! SHO FREAKIN LOW!!! O.O!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, don't play liaos.&lt;br /&gt;arh.....&lt;br /&gt;I hab bad memory ..&lt;br /&gt;today no malay lesson.&lt;br /&gt;sho sadd!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson so funny.&lt;br /&gt;we go to the MSP classroom for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;(in other words, MALAY classroom for CHINESE lesson)&lt;br /&gt;so cute right?&lt;br /&gt;The tables are 4 joined together to form a big square.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Clare, Isabel, Zinn and I sat at one group.&lt;br /&gt;Bel saw on that the board was Anklung enrichment.&lt;br /&gt;then, he ask clarence: " you going to the Anklung enrichment?"&lt;br /&gt;He was so blur lohs!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS !&lt;br /&gt;She changed her name to something that sounded like Honey Star.&lt;br /&gt;[or was it honey star?)&lt;br /&gt;Then, Zinnia was Fatimah.&lt;br /&gt;Clare was Shafiqah.&lt;br /&gt;Den ... I cannot think of any name den become Amirah. XD .&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, we jux over dere talk crap lohs.&lt;br /&gt;like rmbr go Anklung enrichment later arhs .. etc. XD&lt;br /&gt;I.LOVE.1D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinnia so PRO!&lt;br /&gt;she scored 49 for the class test!&lt;br /&gt;Me? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I failed!&lt;br /&gt;I got....&lt;br /&gt;*Gives a fierce glare at the drummer*&lt;br /&gt;*drummer fumbles and quickly drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolling.........*&lt;br /&gt;50!&lt;br /&gt;"I fail!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. I later really go sot ars .&lt;br /&gt;Don't force me...&lt;br /&gt;o@.@o&lt;br /&gt;*bish**bash**punch**pow*poof**boom**bam**kick**wham**box*&lt;br /&gt;I WARNED YA!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo! Don't wanna type liaos .&lt;br /&gt;SHO SIIAN!&lt;br /&gt;BUAIIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-363301994530162809?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/363301994530162809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=363301994530162809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/363301994530162809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/363301994530162809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/reults-or-maybe-just-crap-x.html' title='reults? or maybe just crap =X'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-4273482287990704056</id><published>2009-02-14T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:48:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day... *^-^*</title><content type='html'>Yeahoo!&lt;br /&gt;Today's Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;Most of you out for a candle-lit dinner i suppose. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Went to cp with Zinnia.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was gonna go with Serene but I totally forgot [or maybe didn't hear] that she was not going anymore. [Kay, I'm totally cool with it.]&lt;br /&gt;Then, clarence say he has a project and cannot go. [ Kay, no problem.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, Zinnia accompanied me to cp and met ck near the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;No, he is not coming with us.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to best denki to find zinn's mom.&lt;br /&gt;she was looking for a mp3 player for her bro for him to take on the plane for the trackers thingy.&lt;br /&gt;we then went to action city to browse.&lt;br /&gt;To Zinn : stop talking about the jelly lens thing -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then Zinn called Corliss and she was at Prescious Thots.&lt;br /&gt;Went up to find her.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Zinn went for her piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Corliss said she had choir later on.&lt;br /&gt;So, she went home to grab something.&lt;br /&gt;I was waited for her for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cupwalker and queued for a looooong time.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my drink and walked up and down cp 4 times or so.&lt;br /&gt;Still, met no one I knew.&lt;br /&gt;except for one of the vice-principals from NCHS on level 1.&lt;br /&gt;eek!&lt;br /&gt;I calmly walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got tired of waiting and left cp about 12.&lt;br /&gt;Zinn's lessons ended at abt 12.15 and the time I got home was like 12.07. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLIVIA AND MAEGAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S TO EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-4273482287990704056?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4273482287990704056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=4273482287990704056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4273482287990704056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/4273482287990704056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day... *^-^*'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8641551236129554039</id><published>2009-02-13T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:14:06.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day coming wors~ Found your valentine le mahs ?</title><content type='html'>YES! I'M BLOGGING AGAIN~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, at 10+pm, I folded loads of paper hearts and also wrote messages on them.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to write messages IN them but figured that if they opened it up, they might not know how to put it back.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, paiseh. Forgot to add, NO! I didn't made them for any boy, kay?&lt;br /&gt;I made them for all the 29 prettyae girls in 1D'09!&lt;br /&gt;I folded about half of the amount and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;11+pm lers. REALLY tired.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5am and continued folding and writing.&lt;br /&gt;Till about.. 6 or so?&lt;br /&gt;Later, walked to school, put down my bag and gave them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S !♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To everyone, including you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wish you all have a happy valentine's even if no valentine, at least enjoy this day. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, first lesson, Geography.&lt;br /&gt;er... still abit blur.&lt;br /&gt;eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 periods of practical and 1 period of theory.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in workshop, mostly polishing the key tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I didn't go out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat and didn't really play.&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and Jazin came in and gave us Valentine's Day goodies.&lt;br /&gt;2 sweets!&lt;br /&gt;Then, *RING!* recess over liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! English.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher gave out NEW time-tables again.&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;every 2 weeks or so change ars ?&lt;br /&gt;Siao.&lt;br /&gt;changed it for the third time liao hor!&lt;br /&gt;Then, next next week need change wednesday to thursday thursday change to wednesday time-table but only for that week only.&lt;br /&gt;So troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, SCIENCE !&lt;br /&gt;climbed up flights of stairs to the fourth level to go to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;[paiseh, forgot what lab it is]&lt;br /&gt;2 persons were inside preparing the equipment so we sat outside for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chong tell us read pg 29-30 of pracitcal book.&lt;br /&gt;Then, read lohs.&lt;br /&gt;After that, he showed us a retort stand and its parts.&lt;br /&gt;[BTW, we were still outside.]&lt;br /&gt;He described it as a human arm.&lt;br /&gt;Then demonstrate how the arm can turn around and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;He then acted as the retort stand and put out his arm.&lt;br /&gt;He turned around and up and down and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, we went in the lab.&lt;br /&gt;We made a pendulum and measured the period of it.&lt;br /&gt;Simple enough.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class and packed all the stuff under the table.&lt;br /&gt;WLE! I put everything neatly under my table and expect me to carry so many books and files home at one go?&lt;br /&gt;Wah, luckily Valerie need to go to my house to do her commonwealth thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Aching shoulders and arms by the time I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, Val's fingers still can type. xD&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch then bathed then dad brought my grandma to the hospital and the 鸡婆 mushroom tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;I not quite sure why she had to go there but she is fine.&lt;br /&gt;No one bothered to explain things to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like Roger from the comprehension we just did. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais... 2 people bang-seh me today.&lt;br /&gt;[not from 1D'09]&lt;br /&gt;Sadd... One of them twice in just one day.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm not agry with them.&lt;br /&gt;Hah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! Tomorrow Valentine's day and I'm going out with Serene[1D'09] and Corliss[6D'08].&lt;br /&gt;Er... They don't know each other lohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about 8.15 liaos and haven't eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goooooooodbye!&lt;br /&gt;-MICHc. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8641551236129554039?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8641551236129554039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8641551236129554039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8641551236129554039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8641551236129554039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-coming-wors-found-your.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day coming wors~ Found your valentine le mahs ?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5783902147514923229</id><published>2009-02-12T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:02:12.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh? what to post?</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BOREDD!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;What happened today arhs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Here comes her story...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had P.E. had to run around school.&lt;br /&gt;Vice-chairman fell down during the 2nd round 'cause of "I Don't Know Who".&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously, I have no idea who did it.)&lt;br /&gt;I was REALLY tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;[I need to train liaos... Who want accompany me go jogging ars? xD]&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;It was Literature lesson next.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have our Literature test then.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Ah gua did not feel well and so did some other people.&lt;br /&gt;[Ah gua: eh. er, no offence arhs...^^]&lt;br /&gt;Mdm S. then postponed the test till immediately after school.&lt;br /&gt;The test is 30min and school ends at 1.50pm!&lt;br /&gt;I have Chinese Dance lehs!&lt;br /&gt;Then, last lesson is Mother Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;We normal chinese pupils have to go down the stairs lohs.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll talk about that later.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the lesson revising for the test.&lt;br /&gt;[BTW, ah gua went home.]&lt;br /&gt;Next was science lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;During holidays need to focus more on science lohs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what teacher is talking!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, RECESS!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a break from staring at the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;Ate food and then went back to class early.&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy in class with Chun Ming then he is like shouting in a weird tone. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Sound like sissy. xD&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who that guy was what...&lt;br /&gt;Then, he left.&lt;br /&gt;Serene and I went over to 1E and I asked her who was the one who tagged my blog and say from her class ders.&lt;br /&gt;Then she put her arm on my shoulders and pulled me into her class, squeezing my neck like siao.&lt;br /&gt;[PAIN SIA!!]&lt;br /&gt;She then called a guy.&lt;br /&gt;He turned around.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he was the guy who just went into my class.&lt;br /&gt;-.-" I should have guessed.&lt;br /&gt;After that, MATHS!&lt;br /&gt;Wah, more like "chimology" lohs.&lt;br /&gt;So confusing but managed to get most of what the teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;Then, English lesson was next.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm P. went through with us a comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Then, homework 10 Q.s nia. [YEA!]&lt;br /&gt;Then, went for mother tongue lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Went through 第十一课.&lt;br /&gt;Then, have group work.&lt;br /&gt;Need to circle the wrong words and write the correct ones down.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I over there kee siao liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly keep talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they keep on laughing and drawing on my worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Then, lesson end.&lt;br /&gt;I said that the Literature test was postponed to 1.50pm right?&lt;br /&gt;We on the second floor lehs.&lt;br /&gt;Go down the stairs needs time also.&lt;br /&gt;Then, reach class need to separate tables, get ready stationery and blah then *POOF* 10 min gone.&lt;br /&gt;That means we start at 2.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then, plus 30min equals to 2.30pm end.&lt;br /&gt;MY CCA STARTS AT 2.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;Then, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;After the test, Vanessa and I chiong-ed.&lt;br /&gt;She still wanted to eat first before going lohs.&lt;br /&gt;So funny leh she.&lt;br /&gt;Late liao lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Then, found out that everyone still stretching.&lt;br /&gt;Then, seniors give us all valentine goodies!&lt;br /&gt;TY!TY!TY! Love you guys! muacks!&lt;br /&gt;[eh? I sot liaos . psps .]&lt;br /&gt;After dance, went to canteen to accompany the hungry Vanessa for her LATE lunch.&lt;br /&gt;[4.00+]&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home and do homework then post.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;okok . End of my day.&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5783902147514923229?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5783902147514923229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5783902147514923229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5783902147514923229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5783902147514923229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/eh-what-to-post.html' title='eh? what to post?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7722862010166365973</id><published>2009-02-06T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:09:55.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M 13!! :DD</title><content type='html'>HELLO people of earth and who knows where else.&lt;br /&gt;Mars? Jupiter? Venus? COOL! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 May 2oo9, Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LABOUR DAY (the EVE of my BIRTHDAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to East Coast for DINNER at warakau.[Sorraye, idk if i spelt it right ;X]&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of MY birthday.&lt;br /&gt;['cos have FFW the next day.]&lt;br /&gt;yums!!&lt;br /&gt;ate the seafood udon.&lt;br /&gt;in came in a HUGE bowl!&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;then, the waitor removed the small cover in the middle of the bowl to reveal some udon with a blanket of creamy sauce all over.&lt;br /&gt;YUMS!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 May 2009, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOHOO! Today is this blogger's SPECIAL day.&lt;br /&gt;The day she came into this world 13 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much in the day.&lt;br /&gt;cut cake, sang song, made a wish and blew the candles.&lt;br /&gt;received MANY sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all! ❤.❤&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;went for FFW.&lt;br /&gt;After FFW, Char was running around.&lt;br /&gt;she went out and came into 3-1 with a mini cake in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;IT HAD A CANDLE TOO!&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh!&lt;br /&gt;wahh...!!&lt;br /&gt;i was screaming in my heart! *AHHHHHHHHHH!!! CHARMIAN!!!*&lt;br /&gt;blew the candle.&lt;br /&gt;ouch. got hit 39 times..&lt;br /&gt;eh? 40.&lt;br /&gt;eh? 41.&lt;br /&gt;eh? 42?&lt;br /&gt;eh? LOST COUNT. o.o...&lt;br /&gt;then jia wei and char gave this baby milk bottle with candy in it.&lt;br /&gt;LOADS of candy!&lt;br /&gt;Promised them I would bring the bottle the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!! XD THANKEUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-byeez! this girl needs sleep too!&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7722862010166365973?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7722862010166365973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7722862010166365973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7722862010166365973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/7722862010166365973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-13-dd.html' title='I&apos;M 13!! :DD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-1326252550346822442</id><published>2009-02-06T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:12:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hais... Posts are getting boring, right?</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeeeee~ xD&lt;br /&gt;There's NO homework today!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;This means no homework for the whole weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;Tests after tests after tests.&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY need to study more but how?&lt;br /&gt;Kay, now I'll talk to myself! [Ooh... Split personality!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;Aiya, silly girl. Go take out your textbooks larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;Hah. Missy, all under table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;Then, go take out your notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;A lot of rubbish larhs. The notes I write are like those from powerpoints and what teacher writes on the whiteboard. Not what the teachers say. The stuff they say are more or less in my mind already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;Okay what, go take it out now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;,being a good little girl, goes and take her notebook. After awhile, about 5 minutes, she finishes reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;WOW! That was fast! Are you sure you read? Anyway, why am I GREEN and you are PURPLE. Did you ever wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY! I stop liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get tired of putting those pixels.&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen in love with the colour GREEN!&lt;br /&gt;GREEN+PURPLE+WHITE+BLACK&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely combination. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say. Let's see... How 'bout I talk about school?&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, there are many tests lately.&lt;br /&gt;Then, every Thursday I'll stay back in school for Chinese Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Arhh! I CANNOT stretch! Then, like almost everyone else can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;Dearie, take your time. You'll be able to stretch soon if you practice everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost everyday after school will practice the dance moves but then, I forget.&lt;br /&gt;How to memorise? Aiya. Ask Vannessa or Jing Wei for HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, Zinnia asked me if I wanted to join modular sports [Hip-Hop] with her and Le'schane as second CCA. I was SO SUPER UBER HAPPY there is this CCA. WOOHOO! But, if this needs money, I'm afraid I can't join as er... aiya, let's just say its the Economy crisis thingy, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made quite a number of friends. How can I name them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIIAN! Anyone have like jokes to share? I'm bored! I may die know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl dies of boredom in front of her computer"&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;"Another person who died of boredom"&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥." src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt; Aiya. Just cut the crap and end this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara for now!&lt;br /&gt;-MICH&lt;u&gt;ELLE&lt;/u&gt;♥.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-1326252550346822442?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1326252550346822442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=1326252550346822442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1326252550346822442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/1326252550346822442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/hais-posts-are-getting-boring-right.html' title='Hais... Posts are getting boring, right?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-3750908203879005389</id><published>2009-02-03T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:17:28.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE STUPIDITY TEST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions: Mark the stupid things you’ve done before, then add up the number of questions you marked. This test is out of 100 questions which means that the number you get as your score is your percentage.&lt;br /&gt;1. [ ] Forgot to put the lid on the blender, turned it on, and had everything fly out&lt;br /&gt;2. [x] Gotten your head stuck between the stair rails&lt;br /&gt;3. [ ] Broken a chair by leaning back in it&lt;br /&gt;4. [x] Had gum fall out of your mouth while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;5. [x] Choked on your own spit while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;6. [ ] Had people tell you that you are blonde when you’re not, or had people tell you that your blonde highlights are going to your head&lt;br /&gt;7. [ ] Been caught staring at your crush by your crush&lt;br /&gt;8. [x] Have looked for something for at least 5 min then realized it was in your hand&lt;br /&gt;9. [x]Tried to push open a door that said pull&lt;br /&gt;10. [ ] Tried to pull open a door that said push&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 5 [WAHH!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. [ ] Have actually believed someone when they said that they knew how to make a love-potion&lt;br /&gt;12. [x] Have hit yourself in the process of trying to hit something else&lt;br /&gt;13. [ ] Have tripped and fallen UP the stairs&lt;br /&gt;14. [ ] Have actually exploded marshmallows in the microwave&lt;br /&gt;15. [x] Have gotten gum stuck in your hair&lt;br /&gt;16. [x] Had gum fall out of your mouth while trying to blow a bubble&lt;br /&gt;17. [ ] Have had the juice from a mini tomato squirt out and hit somebody else when you bit into it&lt;br /&gt;18. [x] Have had your drink come out your nose because you were laughing so hard [berii disgusting and a bit painful ]&lt;br /&gt;19. [x] Have called one of your good friends by the wrong name&lt;br /&gt;20. [ ] Have skinned your toe because you were playing soccer or kickball with flip flops on or you were barefoot&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 5+5=10 [woah!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. [ ] Have put a sticker on your forehead, forgot it was there, and went out in public with it on&lt;br /&gt;22. [x] Have fallen out of a moving vehicle [a bicycle is a vehicle. An eco-freindly one]&lt;br /&gt;23. [x] Have run into a closed door&lt;br /&gt;24. [x] Thought you forgot your textbook and told the teacher and after that lesson, you find out that you did not forget it.&lt;br /&gt;25. [ ] Searched for your cell phone while you were talking on it&lt;br /&gt;26. [x] It has taken you longer than 5 min to get a joke&lt;br /&gt;27. [ ] Have gotten your hair stuck in a blow dryer&lt;br /&gt;28. [ ] Have gotten your hair stuck in a fan&lt;br /&gt;29. [ ] Tripped on a crack in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;30. [ ] Said o’clock after saying how many min after the hour, example: 5:30 o’clock, or 6:15 o’clock&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 10+5=15 [eh? 5 times table! woots! learning maths again!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. [ ] After someone told you that there was gum on the ground, you stepped in it&lt;br /&gt;32. [x] Put on a white shirt even though you already knew it was raining outside [what? I can't bring umbrella issit...]&lt;br /&gt;33. [x] Have ever walked up to a stranger because you thought they were someone else&lt;br /&gt;[I said "Hello! 好久不见!" Then, the person turned around. I said sorry and then ran away]&lt;br /&gt;34. [ ] Ever been kicked out of a grocery store/off their property&lt;br /&gt;35. [ ] Touched the stove, the curling iron, a hot pan, etc when its on, even though you knew it was hot&lt;br /&gt;36. [ ] Taken off your clothes to change into something else then accidentally put the old clothes back on&lt;br /&gt;37. [x] Wondered why something wasn’t working then realized it wasn’t plugged in&lt;br /&gt;38. [x] Put the cereal in the fridge, or put the milk in the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;39. [ ] Walked into a pole&lt;br /&gt;40. [ ] Wore two different earrings or shoes by accident/stolen someones shoes by accident&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 15+4=19 [no comment]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. [x] Put your shirt on backwards/inside-out without realizing it then left your house [I was like in nursery larhs... btw, the inside-out of the shirt looked nicer than the outside]&lt;br /&gt;42. [ ] Tried to take a picture of someone’s eye with the flash on&lt;br /&gt;43. [x] Gotten a ring stuck on your finger because you put it on even though you knew it was too small&lt;br /&gt;44. [ ] Walked out of the bathroom (stall) with toilet paper stuck to your shoe without realizing it 45. [x] Went to go do something/go get something, then when you got there, you forgot what it is was that you were going to do [it ALMOST ALWAYS happens]&lt;br /&gt;46. [ ] Picked up someone else’s drink and drank out of it by accident when your drink was right next to it&lt;br /&gt;47. [x] Fallen out of your chair while trying to pick something up [clumsy larhs...]&lt;br /&gt;48. [ ] Have poked yourself in the eye&lt;br /&gt;49. [ ] Have gotten in the shower with your socks still on&lt;br /&gt;50. [ ] Melted your hairbrush while blow drying your hair&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 19+4=23 [ wheee~ addition is fun! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. [ ] Have done enough stupid things to make a test&lt;br /&gt;52. [ ] Have accidentally stabbed yourself with a pencil&lt;br /&gt;53. [ ] Have sung the wrong verse to a song without realizing it&lt;br /&gt;54. [x] Have given an odd answer to a question because you didn’t hear the question in the first place and didn’t feel like asking what it was [HAH! quite a number of times lohs]&lt;br /&gt;55. [ ] Told someone you were the wrong age because you seriously forgot how old you were&lt;br /&gt;56. [ ] Looked into an overhead purposefully while it was on&lt;br /&gt;57. [x] Got up early and got ready for school/work, then realized that you didn’t have school/work that day [I got ready liaos, den suddenly thought: OH SHYT ! HW haben do&lt;br /&gt;! den remembered after holiday den nid hand up.]&lt;br /&gt;58. [ ] Forgot your own phone number&lt;br /&gt;59. [ ] Have tripped on a cord after someone told you to watch out for it&lt;br /&gt;60. [x] Have ever laughed at a joke that no one else thought was funny [y always happen to me...]&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 23+3=26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. [ ] Done the Macarena to the electric slide or vice versa&lt;br /&gt;62. [ ] Said funner then had someone make fun of you for it&lt;br /&gt;63. [x] Have repeated yourself at least twice in the same sentence&lt;br /&gt;64. [ ] Brought up an inside joke with the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;65. [x] Didn’t do the backside of an assignment because you thought that there wasn’t one because you had already looked and forgot that there was another side [luckily it was homework and not any exam..]&lt;br /&gt;66. [ ] Did more work than you had to on an assignment because you didn’t read the directions&lt;br /&gt;67. [x] Corrected someone’s grammar/pronunciation then figured out that you were the one that was wrong&lt;br /&gt;68. [x] Put something in a special place so that you would remember where it was, then forgot where you put it&lt;br /&gt;69. [x] Put ice in your drink after the glass was full of liquid and had it splash out (it was exactly on the brim)&lt;br /&gt;70. [ ] Told a lie then forgot what it was that you had said and got caught&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 26+5=31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. [ ] When wearing goggles, you pulled them away from your face and let go so that they would come back and snap you in the face&lt;br /&gt;72. [ ] Forgot to make sure that the lamp was off before you replaced the light bulb&lt;br /&gt;73. [ ] Ran into a door jam&lt;br /&gt;74. [ ] Told someone that you hardly ever do stupid things, then immediately did/said something stupid&lt;br /&gt;75. [ ] Told someone to watch out for something, then you were the one that ran into it&lt;br /&gt;76. [ ] Have purposely licked playground sand&lt;br /&gt;77. [x] Have purposely and repeatedly flicked yourself with a rubber band [hah! was seriously bored and needed entertainment!]&lt;br /&gt;78. [ ] Gotten so hyper that someone actually thought you were drunk when you weren’t&lt;br /&gt;79. [ ] Have been so hyper you actually scared people&lt;br /&gt;80. [x] Put duct tape on your body then pulled it off to see if it would hurt [scotch tape but still hurt, a bit]&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 31+2=33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. [x] Put duct tape on your hair/someone else’s hair then pulled it off [ahh.. fun times]&lt;br /&gt;82. [ ] Put a clothes pin/hair clip on your lip, figured out that it hurt, then did it again&lt;br /&gt;83. [ ] Sat and wondered why men’s dress shirts have a loop on the back&lt;br /&gt;84. [ ] Made up a code name for someone so that you could talk about them to someone else and no one else would know who you were talking about&lt;br /&gt;85. [x] Have gotten a hairbrush stuck in your hair [i had HORRIBLE hair lohs]&lt;br /&gt;86. [ ] Used the straw to blow the straw wrapper at someone&lt;br /&gt;87. [ ] Shaved your tongue because you thought your taste buds looked funny [HAHAHA! i scratched them with my teeth.. ii oso dunos why lohs]&lt;br /&gt;88. [ ] When at a restaurant, you used your spoon to fling stuff at people&lt;br /&gt;89. [ ] Have flung forks at people in a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;90. [ ] Tripped and made the waiter drop the food&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 33+2=35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. [ ] As you are writing, you move your head back and forth with your pen/pencil&lt;br /&gt;92. [x] Have drawn finger puppets on your fingers then named them [bo liao mahs...]&lt;br /&gt;93. [ ] Have wrapped someone in a roll of toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;94. [ ] Have used somebody else’s toothbrush without even realizing it wasn’t yours&lt;br /&gt;95. [x] Have started telling a story and forget what you were talking about or what happened in the story [happened a few times]&lt;br /&gt;96. [x] Read a whole book but during the whole book you weren’t even paying attention [den ii had to re-read the whole thing]&lt;br /&gt;97. [ ] You have spelled your own name wrong before [its too simple to mis-spell]&lt;br /&gt;98. [ ] When lying in bed you look for pictures in the texture of the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;99. [ ] Have used your calculator as a form of communication in a class [hey:D ! GREAT idea!]&lt;br /&gt;100. [ ] Have popped a balloon in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Total: 35+3=38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENG AR! Never pass the stupidity test.&lt;br /&gt;But then, still a bit stupid.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days in school has just been tests after tests.&lt;br /&gt;The sencond period after recess always feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I am just blinking, I may doze off any second know!?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has any tips to staying up in class?&lt;br /&gt;And don't give me: "Sleep earlier larhs!"&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping too much or sleeping too little is both bad for the body, okay?&lt;br /&gt;5-7 Hours only!!&lt;br /&gt;xD I can read some of your minds...&lt;br /&gt;"How you know this crap!?"&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Er... idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1DieDieMustTry people!&lt;br /&gt;Majourity wins and a class blog will be made! [ Sooner or later... ]&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha! This class has more female bloggers than male bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;While 6D'ers has only like a few gals. [ Hey! hab more boys in datt class lohs... ]&lt;br /&gt;hais ... Speaking of 6D, I MISS THE NOISE!&lt;br /&gt;The loud chattering followed by nags by teachers or complains from relief teachers to our form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... maybe not that but the sudden blast of laughter from someone who said something wrong or someone suddenly singing commercial songs out loud and then people joining in. And after finish singing, everyone laughs.&lt;br /&gt;OOH! I remembered something. Miss Nooraina banned us from doing that!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;"what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;Someone in class kept singing " UIC , oh UIC." datt song.&lt;br /&gt;hahs !&lt;br /&gt;teacher no likey den ban us!&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Great times.&lt;br /&gt;But we still have to move on...&lt;br /&gt;Time stops for no man, woman, girl, boy, dog, cat , any living or non-living thing.&lt;br /&gt;So treasure every moment and try to make most of them &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt; so that when we look back 10 years, 20 years, 30 years or even 40 years from now, we will luagh like crazy at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY TOGETHER FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;NCPS 6D'08 and NCHS 1D'09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off this post with a quiz from Zinnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz..&lt;a name="856324246211959499"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Who was the last person to tag you? hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her?-one of the 6D'08 buddies&lt;br /&gt;3.Your impressions of him/her?-funny n weird person.. Oh yar, and shortie!&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing he/she has done for you?-make teachers irritated? xD [ no offence]&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?-nothing-&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she becomes your lover, you will?-NO WAY LARHS ! EEKK!!! SUPID Q.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7.If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she will have to improve on will be?-Zz . I said NEVER EVER NEVER EVER will be my lover okay!!!???&lt;br /&gt;8.If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?-hmm... really won't care that much lehs .&lt;br /&gt;9.If he/she dies, you will?-depends on how the person dies. if like super tragic one den cry.&lt;br /&gt;10.What is it that you want to tell him/her?-nothing in mind&lt;br /&gt;11.Your overall impression of him/her?-shortie!&lt;br /&gt;12.How do you think people around you will feel?-feel about... ?&lt;br /&gt;13.[wow! zinn! clever arh ... maths berii derr pro wors!!!]&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contary, the characteristics you hate about yourself are?-what do I even like about myself. =P&lt;br /&gt;15.The most ideal person you want to be is?-I want to be... someone who is funny and really knows how to hype up a place/party or whatever and at the same time is like SUPER UBER CLEVER!&lt;br /&gt;16.To people who care and like you, say something to them.-lubb ya guys SHO~ much! *muacks* [ee... yy ii sot sot derr arrs ?]&lt;br /&gt;17.Pass the quiz..-Charmian-Cheryl-Justin-Odelia-Serene-Cyrstal-Yan Lin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-3750908203879005389?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3750908203879005389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=3750908203879005389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3750908203879005389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/3750908203879005389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/quizzies.html' title='quizzies!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6206743947713570448</id><published>2009-01-23T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:08:56.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh .. CNY CELEBRATION!</title><content type='html'>WHEEE~~&lt;br /&gt;Today SHO SUPER HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;Why? READ ON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at my usual time and sat down for silent reading n blah.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to class, first 2 periods do chinese caligraphy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;"The brush and the ink ars?"&lt;br /&gt;No larhs.&lt;br /&gt;Just normal pen and a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Then, copy a whole poem.&lt;br /&gt;It's like super long lohs ..&lt;br /&gt;Dunos how many lines.&lt;br /&gt;Then, lessons continue for 4 periods.&lt;br /&gt;[include recess]&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to hall for celebration!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!!!!!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;I was sho DAMN happy when our class won first place for sec one class deco!&lt;br /&gt;OMIIGOSH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, the hamper we got 3rd!!!&lt;br /&gt;woots!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GREAT JOB DIE DIE MUST TRY!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to class and gave out the prizes.&lt;br /&gt;Then, rushed to NCPS.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the staff room find mr lee n ms nooraina .&lt;br /&gt;den go canteen den explore the school.&lt;br /&gt;c whether hab changes or not.&lt;br /&gt;the hall change le lohs.&lt;br /&gt;den the teachers like fiercer? dunos larhs.&lt;br /&gt;go to the hall watch performance den go tuh staff room again to find kim.&lt;br /&gt;den kim was in hall . -.-"&lt;br /&gt;den yi li and kim came.&lt;br /&gt;den went to find mr lee, ms nooraina and den go find ms ng.&lt;br /&gt;den saw odelia!&lt;br /&gt;she look really diff in ZH uni.&lt;br /&gt;but den, sho does everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;ms ng show us the news thingy about the time we went to xia men!!!&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh! I was inside!&lt;br /&gt;hahs !&lt;br /&gt;den yvonne like main character.&lt;br /&gt;luckily neba interview mii, if not i seriously will faint on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;many 6D'ers came!!&lt;br /&gt;dunos how many larhs .&lt;br /&gt;jux sho super happy to see them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Must meet-up again soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okok?&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;eh, dun ask mii organise again ars ...?&lt;br /&gt;I tired liaos .&lt;br /&gt;Time to choose somebody else...&lt;br /&gt;let's c...&lt;br /&gt;aiya dunos larhs .&lt;br /&gt;jux throw ideas around then c which one best then go with it.&lt;br /&gt;YEA!!&lt;br /&gt;1D ROXXXXXXXXXXXXSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE n JOYCELYN WON THE CHINESE CALIGRAPHY THING.&lt;br /&gt;MAKE US SHO PROUD!&lt;br /&gt;DEN SOMEMORE HAB THE PREZZIES FOR WINNING DECO AND HAMPER.&lt;br /&gt;Deco: a coke-bottle shaped correction tape&lt;br /&gt;hamper: a pencil&lt;br /&gt;then, form n co-form teachers gib us ang pao wib sweets!&lt;br /&gt;den councilers oso gib us know ?&lt;br /&gt;wahh!&lt;br /&gt;sho happy HAPPY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk ..&lt;br /&gt;enuf.&lt;br /&gt;buh-byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqA-VrMbZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/6eKAUg2x-MI/s1600-h/DSC01203%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294686120385998226" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqFnHk-L_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/bVgMQJ3xNvk/s200/DSC01243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqA-rYhB4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/RRCKYKKH-LI/s1600-h/DSC01206%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294686126213236610" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqA-rYhB4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/RRCKYKKH-LI/s200/DSC01206%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqCB-xllzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SjSN8EptIGY/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294687282469902130" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqCB-xllzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SjSN8EptIGY/s200/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1710696062434075406-6206743947713570448?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6206743947713570448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6206743947713570448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6206743947713570448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6206743947713570448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahh-cny-celebration.html' title='Ahh .. CNY CELEBRATION!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXqA-VrMbZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/6eKAUg2x-MI/s72-c/DSC01203%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-6687509523025224262</id><published>2009-01-22T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:26:06.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY CNY IS RUINED!!!</title><content type='html'>ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Just found out a seriously bad news.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;My parents bought a new car somewhere last year NOV/DEC.&lt;br /&gt;Today, dad driving on main road, going straight. [cross-junction]&lt;br /&gt;The green light just turned amber.&lt;br /&gt;THIS @!$@%%^&amp;amp;!!%$ motorcyclist wanted to turn right.&lt;br /&gt;he did not wait for the green arrow light thingy.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, HE JUST TURNED!&lt;br /&gt;Then, HE BANGED INTO MY DAD'S CAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WTF![w]hat[t]he[f]ish&lt;br /&gt;Den the motorcylist go hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Den, whoever the person is, is totally fine.&lt;br /&gt;Now, THE CAR IS DAMAGED.&lt;br /&gt;I know what some of you may be thinking:&lt;br /&gt;"a small dent or what?"&lt;br /&gt;AIRBAGS, BROKEN WINDSCREEN, WADDYA THINK????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year dunnid go visit relatives ISSIT???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;if you are that motorist who crashed into a Honda Stream on 22 Jan 2009 and you are reading this post,&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened but YOU SHOULD HAVE WAITED FOR THE ARROW THINGY RIGHT!!!!????? HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you were thinking, but at least FOCUS WHEN YOU ARE DRIVING THAT MOTORCYCLE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, my parents have to claim the insurance thingy, and my mom says like dunos how many THOUSANDS of dollars !&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;THOUSANDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;small sum har?&lt;br /&gt;YOU PAY LARHS !&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, your motorcycle also damaged.&lt;br /&gt;"What? EVERYTHING MY FAULT ARHS?"&lt;br /&gt;According to this side of the story, YA LARHS !&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot turn back time now.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, my dad is alive and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you lord.&lt;br /&gt;Although it will be very inconvenient for us to go visiting this Chinese New Year, I will be content with everything I have now.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my post and won't continue.&lt;br /&gt;[pals: wan more info? talk in person barhs .]&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-6687509523025224262?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6687509523025224262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=6687509523025224262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6687509523025224262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/6687509523025224262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-cny-is-ruined.html' title='MY CNY IS RUINED!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-8974913081493430983</id><published>2009-01-19T19:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:47:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class deco. woots! so high!</title><content type='html'>Hello to all my beloved readers!&lt;br /&gt;[wow! I sound so weird!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after school, stayed back again for class decoration!&lt;br /&gt;We made fishes, words and some other stuff out of red packets.&lt;br /&gt;Then, outside the class, hang 3 red streamers.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the class, many many streamers on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;I conquered my fear of heights and climbed up the wobbly table to paste some of the streamers on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;I was like " O..MI..G..O..S..H!! " inside.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I still had to stand on tip-toes [I short larhs!] which made it even scarier.&lt;br /&gt;After almost completing the decorations, we started playing Truth, Dare or Double dare.&lt;br /&gt;The bottle spun round and round and round and then, stopped and pointed at me.&lt;br /&gt;I chose dare and changed my mind and chose double dare.&lt;br /&gt;I spun around and pointed randomly at someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Jasmine was my partner.&lt;br /&gt;The dare was to stand on the rock thingy outside and do that type of very dramatic Thank yous those er.. celebrities do.&lt;br /&gt;[The flying kisses everywhere that type. xD]&lt;br /&gt;I went out, stood on the thingy, then, flew 2 kisses and shouted thank you and DASHED back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl oso kena dare.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she had to go over to 1E with a streamer on her shoulders and say "Hi, I am Cheryl" in a flirty way. xD&lt;br /&gt;We then followed her and the 1E'tians like angry with us or something.&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about us.&lt;br /&gt;Erm... then 场面很冷lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 1E'TIANS : on behalf of those who 得罪you all.&lt;br /&gt;S-O-R-R-Y. 对-不-起. 죄함니다.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't know who did that to you guys, I'm still gonna say,&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be angry at 1D lers.. okay ? SORRY!SORRY!SORRY!SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streamers are all thanks to Belicia's dad!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping the class!&lt;br /&gt;That makes us even more DIE DIE MUST WIN! =P&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why we DIE DIE MUST WIN:&lt;br /&gt;1. Some of us stayed back till dunos wad time to decorate the class for the third time already!&lt;br /&gt;2. We sweat liked crazy when decorating.&lt;br /&gt;3. We put in 100% and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, all of the classes also did all those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... oh well, we just have to see wad the judges think.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the looooooooooooong awaited pictures!&lt;br /&gt;[My blog loooong never put pics le hors...?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnryBrtNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WYIbkD_lB9g/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969463928042706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnryBrtNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WYIbkD_lB9g/s200/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnr_E87AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J0rPAQ6IZTw/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969467431414786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnr_E87AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J0rPAQ6IZTw/s200/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsPTSUZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oD4YR_9_tFU/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969471786504594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsPTSUZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oD4YR_9_tFU/s200/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hanging up streamers and sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;amp; 3. The outside of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsPmBRTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9T7hy8vU4_0/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969471865079090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsPmBRTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9T7hy8vU4_0/s200/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsWoPbgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/iKODs0IsYYQ/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969473753443842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnsWoPbgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/iKODs0IsYYQ/s200/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn2phI07I/AAAAAAAAAVs/NYr2jLd_yO0/s1600-h/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969650622616498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn2phI07I/AAAAAAAAAVs/NYr2jLd_yO0/s200/DSC01188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The streamers on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;2. Zinn laughing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Aww... Shy Hamper designers.&lt;br /&gt;[I did not take a picture of the beautifully decorated hamper.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3CDNHKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/47zpxt4hrAg/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969657207954594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3CDNHKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/47zpxt4hrAg/s200/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3LMm0gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/jpAm-pS4sPA/s1600-h/DSC01190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969659663307266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3LMm0gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/jpAm-pS4sPA/s200/DSC01190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3T3CgNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OImAJAytEXE/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969661988765906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3T3CgNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OImAJAytEXE/s200/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. More decorating.&lt;br /&gt;2.SMILEY Clair!&lt;br /&gt;3.SMILEY Belicia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3TuaLeI/AAAAAAAAAWM/y83ygg1hvzI/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292969661952568802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRn3TuaLeI/AAAAAAAAAWM/y83ygg1hvzI/s200/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRodzTm16I/AAAAAAAAAWU/0pfIEm2c6WY/s1600-h/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970323265116066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRodzTm16I/AAAAAAAAAWU/0pfIEm2c6WY/s200/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeNcprDI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sVvbEQNi5X0/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970330282372146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeNcprDI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sVvbEQNi5X0/s200/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Michelle T busy busy bee.&lt;br /&gt;2. SMILEY Zinn.&lt;br /&gt;3. Clair and I.&lt;br /&gt;[WAH! I look sho toot with my fringe clipped up!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeoxfbrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XSRYnjcBmRA/s1600-h/DSC01197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970337617538738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeoxfbrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XSRYnjcBmRA/s200/DSC01197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeu7QmcI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-oYmr5QKAPI/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970339269122498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoeu7QmcI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-oYmr5QKAPI/s200/DSC01198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRo1_N3EhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UbBjd4YgoLQ/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970738779099666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRo1_N3EhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UbBjd4YgoLQ/s200/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zinn and the super toot me.&lt;br /&gt;[LOOKKIIE!!!! A GHOST behind us!! xD]&lt;br /&gt;2.Cannot see wad the masking tape says.&lt;br /&gt;It said "1D's Chairperson" .&lt;br /&gt;[not real chairperson, is ah long! xP]&lt;br /&gt;3. wanted 新年快乐 but not enough space den change to 新年好.&lt;br /&gt;weird right?&lt;br /&gt;There's 2 bamboo at the side made using red packets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoetuJ-nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/hYO_aPNurwU/s1600-h/DSC01196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970338945727090" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRoetuJ-nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/hYO_aPNurwU/s200/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yalah Yalah. I toot larhs ! Suddenly cannot think of poses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk ending with a BIG goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;GOODBYE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/FONT-SIZE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-8974913081493430983?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8974913081493430983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=8974913081493430983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8974913081493430983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/8974913081493430983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/class-deco-woots-so-high.html' title='Class deco. woots! so high!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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/_Mnqvew4Lhi8/SXRnryBrtNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WYIbkD_lB9g/s72-c/DSC01183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-9046791267600065476</id><published>2009-01-18T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:06:52.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz~!</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;a href="http://silent-loveedion.blogspot.com/"&gt;dion&lt;/a&gt;'s blog and saw that she tagged me this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Err, sho...&lt;br /&gt;do lohs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;￬￬￬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Have you done any of this today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/78.gif" border="0" /&gt; Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... In the morning lohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/79.gif" border="0" /&gt;Daydream?&lt;br /&gt;A bit. At church. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/80.gif" border="0" /&gt;Draw?&lt;br /&gt;Right now! xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/81.gif" border="0" /&gt;Eat?&lt;br /&gt;Nono. I'm "STARVING"! [ What a silly Q. sia.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/82.gif" border="0" /&gt;Burp ?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think of it, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you HATE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="=" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/78.gif" border="0" /&gt;Rats?&lt;br /&gt;Like those in rubbish dumps? YEA!&lt;br /&gt;But those cute little ones as pets, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="=" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/79.gif" border="0" /&gt;Cockroaches?&lt;br /&gt;I just encountered a HUGE one last week in my kitchen and almost screamed.&lt;br /&gt;[ERR... I just ran out of the kitchen, ok?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="=" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/80.gif" border="0" /&gt;Spiders?&lt;br /&gt;Okay barhs.&lt;br /&gt;Hairy hairy tarantulas sho FREAKIN' scary!&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ones still ok... [cannot really see it xP]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Love Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/78.gif" border="0" /&gt;Have you ever liked any of your friends and hinted to them that you like them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Err... No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/79.gif" border="0" /&gt;Will you hate a guy that dumped you for your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of course! How dare that DUMBO dump my friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll call a gang and go beat him up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*bish bish* *punch punch* *kick* &lt;a href="mailto:*!@%&amp;amp;*!%$"&gt;*!@%&amp;amp;*!%$&lt;/a&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay... maybe just slap him in the face, kick and then RUN! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/80.gif" border="0" /&gt;Have you ever made a heart break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm... I can honestly say: NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="=" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/81.gif" border="0" /&gt;When was the last time you and your date went out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o.o? I have a date?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/78.gif" border="0" /&gt;Strawberry or Blueberry? BOTH are LOVED!! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/79.gif" border="0" /&gt;Freedom or Happiness? Freedom = Happiness. Happiness = Freedom? isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.In the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="=" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/78.gif" border="0" /&gt;Will you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NOT EVER! NEVER! It is a stupid thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/79.gif" border="0" /&gt;Will you be a flirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EWW! NONONO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/80.gif" border="0" /&gt;Will you take care of your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of course!  Whether they want it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/81.gif" border="0" /&gt;-Will you change sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm happy being a girl!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/82.gif" border="0" /&gt;-Will you haf children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Erm... HELLO! I'm 13! Ask me ? How I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 7 people to do this quiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;1.Zinnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;2.Charmian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/3.gif" border="0" /&gt;3.Xiao Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;4.Clare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/5.gif" border="0" /&gt;5.Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;6.Yi Jia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/7.gif" border="0" /&gt;7.Lynette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-9046791267600065476?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9046791267600065476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=9046791267600065476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9046791267600065476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/9046791267600065476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz.html' title='Quiz~!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-5062148064347386477</id><published>2009-01-16T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:34:27.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMiss6D'ers! ♥1D'IANS Status: Listening to mostly english songs.</title><content type='html'>Heyo!&lt;br /&gt;6D'ers! Miss ya guys! Must REALLY TRY your BEST to go back to NCPS on 23 Jan. I wanna see ya guys again! As in those who are not in NCHS one larhs. But then those in NCHS one also go! I wanna see the whole class together. Or at least 3/4 of the class. Aiya. Help you guys do the math. -Calculating...- *DING!* 31-32 people. Hmmm... Aiya, give you all discount. At least 30 people come can? Including me. That means 29 other people come. -Visualising...- Wah! Then like a lot of people. Whatevers. The more the merrier, right? Now, to a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15th January 2009, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh, today very tired can?&lt;br /&gt;First lesson, PE.&lt;br /&gt;Played with basketballs.&lt;br /&gt;We dribbled about and passed the Bballs and played Bball catching.&lt;br /&gt;"What catching!?"&lt;br /&gt;Yalar. Bball catching.&lt;br /&gt;It's like "Police and Theif".&lt;br /&gt;Only the catchers dribble the ball while they run around and tap the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See, explain a game using 2 sentences only. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PE, we had EL.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Art.&lt;br /&gt;We did a worksheet on shading.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we got 2 pieces of paper and were allowed to get out of the classroom to get textures.&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?! What thing?!"&lt;br /&gt;Bring a pencil and the paper. Then, go find something. E.g. Rock Chair. Then, put the paper on the chair and use the pencil and shade the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wah! Why this one take 4 sentences to explain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, bell rang and went for recess with Zinn, Serene and clare.&lt;br /&gt;[Eh? Zinn's nickname rhyme wib Serene. xP]&lt;br /&gt;Ate sandwiches and then went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;[Bell haben rang]&lt;br /&gt;Got a bit high liaos!&lt;br /&gt;HooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;But den neba sot diaos.&lt;br /&gt;NBM! ITS GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;*DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!*&lt;br /&gt;[As LT teacher will describe the way the bell rings. DING not RING.]&lt;br /&gt;Recess over lers.&lt;br /&gt;It was History lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Then, MT lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Did the newspaper report thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Then write compo.&lt;br /&gt;Hais..&lt;br /&gt;Then, Chinese History and Culture.[CHC]&lt;br /&gt;After that, MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;MOST HIGH DER LESSON EVER!&lt;br /&gt;We first sang the school song.&lt;br /&gt;First time allowed to hold paper 2nd time, NO.&lt;br /&gt;[sing for 6 years, first time sing sho happily.&gt;&lt;" actually not really larhs.]&lt;br /&gt;den a test.&lt;br /&gt;Test our listening skills.&lt;br /&gt;'Cher gave us 2 questions before she played the song.&lt;br /&gt;1. How many Singers are there?&lt;br /&gt;2. How many INSTRUMENTS can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Then, she played the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Ponyo, Ponyo, sakana noko~!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to LAUGH OUT LOUD !&lt;br /&gt;but cannot.&lt;br /&gt;TEST.&lt;br /&gt;soo...&lt;br /&gt;SHH...&lt;br /&gt;Then, Sing 贺新年!!&lt;br /&gt;There was an interlude and then hab BARNEY SONG!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;"Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination and when we (something) he's what we (something) a (something something something)!"&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the lyrics to the SIMPLEST SONG EVER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaw! we all marched during the interlude.&lt;br /&gt;den 'cher tell us to sing the song without singing 年.&lt;br /&gt;den those who sing hab to sing solo in front.&lt;br /&gt;den later, cannot sing 新 and 年.&lt;br /&gt;hahas .&lt;br /&gt;laff like sot ?&lt;br /&gt;den went back to class .&lt;br /&gt;den few 1D'ians and I stayed back and decorated the class.&lt;br /&gt;den 10 mins later, I followed Clair and Vannessa go chii dance audii.&lt;br /&gt;den, ii got pre-selected!&lt;br /&gt;omiigosh!&lt;br /&gt;clair too! den we rushed back down.&lt;br /&gt;[a bit cos scared of chairman]&lt;br /&gt;den, we locked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;some guys too. den jux sat outside n wait lohs .&lt;br /&gt;den dey came.&lt;br /&gt;den put up the background .&lt;br /&gt;den 5+ went home. late sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; okay, now. wad did I wanted to say ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;16th January 2009, Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling WIDE awake!&lt;br /&gt;Wahh! 1:D not really responsive that morning.&lt;br /&gt;Science lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Still WIDE awake!&lt;br /&gt;Geography.&lt;br /&gt;Still WIDE awake!&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;Who feels tired during recess anyway?&lt;br /&gt;English.&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit tired liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Half asleep lerhs.&lt;br /&gt;Then, stayed back again to decorate the class.&lt;br /&gt;Took out the decorations and used blue tack to stick them on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what we started with.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;There is '1D' on the wall outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Made using hong baos.&lt;br /&gt;Then, a thingy on top of the windows.&lt;br /&gt;Then, some banners here and there in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Used up almost everything. [deco ii mean]&lt;br /&gt;The class still looked bare.&lt;br /&gt;what to do ?&lt;br /&gt;go home and leave the rest till Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-5062148064347386477?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5062148064347386477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=5062148064347386477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5062148064347386477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/5062148064347386477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/imiss6ders-1dians-status-listening-to.html' title='IMiss6D&apos;ers! ♥1D&apos;IANS Status: Listening to mostly english songs.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-824826289707392732</id><published>2009-01-13T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:59:38.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new type of ordinary day?</title><content type='html'>heyy everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class doesn't really hab that much class spirit but I'm sure we can multiply it by a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;Hais... I need to chat more. Too quiet lately.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now, let's see how many people from my class can I name.&lt;br /&gt;▪ Christine ▪ Jocelyn ▪ Cheryl ▪ Cheryl ▪ Clare Ching ▪ Jolene ▪ Claire Ng ▪ Isabelle ▪ Yu Fang ▪ Vanessa ▪ Rachael ▪ Serene ▪ Le'schane ▪MichelleT▪ Zinnia▪ Pei Zhen ▪ Charmain ▪ Junice ▪ Jasmine ▪ Madeline ▪ Joanna ▪ Belicia ▪ Gladys ▪ Cheryl ▪ Jane Min ▪ Yi Jia ▪ Wei Lin ▪ Daphne ▪ Maegan ▪ Alvin ▪ Darren ▪ Yew Teng ▪ Bao Long ▪ Chun Ming ▪ Clarence ▪ Chia Jin ▪ Shi Yong ▪ Wee Kien ▪ Zhuo Lin ▪ Zhong Heng&lt;br /&gt;-Again, I'm sorry if any names spelt wrong. Just tell me, I edit kay?-&lt;br /&gt;#These names are not in any seqeunce, okay?#&lt;br /&gt;okay... everyone expt mii! xP&lt;br /&gt;hope this class will b as tight as 6D.&lt;br /&gt;hmm .. HOPE .&lt;br /&gt;HEART the fwens ii made.&lt;br /&gt;[wonder yy ii dare say datt ars ? neba rly talk tu guys wad .. hahs.]&lt;br /&gt;I really should talk to some of th 1D'ians more.&lt;br /&gt;ai ya..&lt;br /&gt;I sho busy busy busy!&lt;br /&gt;den weekends like getting shorter !&lt;br /&gt;waahh .. T-T&lt;br /&gt;ii want longer weekends!&lt;br /&gt;announce Fridays also a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;no work , no school!&lt;br /&gt;zZz not enough sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;and oso quite blur sia.&lt;br /&gt;everyday forget bring water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;den todeh foroget my wallet!&lt;br /&gt;den HW pile up on my table everyday.&lt;br /&gt;" Like datt still have time to blog mehs? "&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing it later ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6D'ers!! meet-up at NCPS 23 Jan 09!&lt;br /&gt;I'll most likely be eating lunch in school. [NCHS DEFINITELY LONG LINES]&lt;br /&gt;6CIANS oso join us lehs .&lt;br /&gt;wait. that doesn't sound right.&lt;br /&gt;P6s 2008 go bac tuh skool!&lt;br /&gt;hahs . sound beta a bit ?&lt;br /&gt;Even though some of my pals are with me, I don't really feel the way I used to during in 6D.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the noise .. waa.. wanna cry!&lt;br /&gt;ok. now, I'll "motivate" 1D'ers to be high .&lt;br /&gt;eh? how ars ?&lt;br /&gt;Shout '1D!' till your throats go sore.&lt;br /&gt;wait that's no good...&lt;br /&gt;eek!&lt;br /&gt;pressure ! *panting* *heart-attack* *faint* *wakes up in the year 300* *surrounded with water&lt;br /&gt;but dry .* *built a time machine and came back to the year 2009* * told my pals about it* * no one believes me!!!* * cant build another machine cos dun hab the equipment n stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk . ii goin sot .&lt;br /&gt;its all the hmwk's fault ii tell eu!&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE HOMEWORK!&lt;br /&gt;THE HOMEWORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HOMEWORK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to this cruel cruel world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/: THIS IS POST NO. 77!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-824826289707392732?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/824826289707392732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=824826289707392732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/824826289707392732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710696062434075406/posts/default/824826289707392732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-type-of-ordinary-day.html' title='a new type of ordinary day?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14788596942648318974</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710696062434075406.post-7732461439501052007</id><published>2009-01-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:44:31.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NCHS...</title><content type='html'>Heyy everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Just had dinner and now am gonna blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd January 2009, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL! May 2009 be a fun-filled year for you! xD Why am I typing so diffrently than usual? No reason actually. Anyway, its the first day of school today and it was fun, I guess. Woke up in the morning before the sun even rose and got ready for school. Then, went to school with Jess. Walked in by the side gate and Jess met her friends. Woah, so many people in the school and I only recognised a few from NCPS. Saw it and was like shaking inside. Totally no idea whatsoever where what was. [Ok, even I'm not sure why that last sentence has so many 'W's . xD] Later, Jess brought me to my class, 1D. Ok, It is SERIOUSLY boring sitting in the front. Nothing to do except look around. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, sang anthem and said pledge. Sat back down and then moved up to the hall. The Principal then talked to us. Then a presentation before going to class. Moved all the tables to the sides of the class and stacked them up. Pulled all the chairs to the center and made a circle. Then played some ice breakers. Hmm... Not as fun as I expected but still fun. Not gonna talk about the games cos don't feel like it. Then, went for a break. The canteen is so full lohs. Wahh.. only sec ones seh. Only drank apple juice. =X Then, zi dong went back up to the hall. A few more presentations later, went back to class and made our class poster. Oh ya, I forgot to tell ya guys something. The classes have to come up with a name starting with the letter of the class larhs. E.g. my class, 1D, then the name have to start with a 'D' lohs. Then guess what's our name. Go on, GUESS! hahas. Did ya all think of something like diligence, dog and blah? hahs . &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAR FROM THAT!&lt;/span&gt; Our name is 'DIE DIE MUST TRY'! LOL! I can't imagine our class tee! '1 Die Die Must Try' imagine that! OKOK. Back to the post. We then went for lunch while the student council helped us coulour and finish the poster. Nice people sehs! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what? I am lost! I forgot what happened! EEK!!! Never mind, skip to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd January 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in PE attire. Went to the hall. Chatted with Michelle &lt;span style="colour:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; and Vanessa. Never even read my storybook at all. Then a presentation. Then went down to the quadrangle to watch a parade by the uniform groups. Saw someone from SKMC in NCC. Then went 1A - 1E went to the canteen to look at the stalls by the different CCAs while the rest went up to the hall. Then, switched places. Then sooner or later, the classes came up and we filled up a feedback form before going back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayy, Now for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th January 2009, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day at D'anchor today and it was fun! I only know some of the people there but still had fun! Let's see... First,some announcements. Then said some prayers and then we split into 5 groups and then started playing games! Woots! Now, lazy to go into details but you can read some other people's blogs right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710696062434075406-7732461439501052007?l=meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meechiaolaughsatyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7732461439501052007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710696062434075406&amp;postID=7732461439501052007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' h
