<?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-9547325</id><updated>2011-04-23T10:38:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boom.</title><subtitle type='html'>my random musings, thoughts.. if any material has offended you in any way. sorry. lol.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114510976044508798</id><published>2006-04-15T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:02:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday!&lt;br /&gt;had youth.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;ate subway. (i feel sad for the one cookie that wasnt :()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then THE VERY NICE grace treated us to desert!&lt;br /&gt;so we were happily eating our ice jelly cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;freezing our fingers and asses off.&lt;br /&gt;shivering,&lt;br /&gt;and hugging ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we finally finished, we choinged to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand the lady in front of us opened door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were horrified to find a man washing his hands inside!&lt;br /&gt;this cheeko ahpek.&lt;br /&gt;lady closes door and drops jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so three of us, xinghui unknown auntie and me, stood outside the toilet laughing our asses off, waiting for the cheeko to exit before we went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a rather long time the cheeko walks out unabashedly and tries to tell us that they didnt say it was the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;when the bright pink sign said: ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you cant read english, you can see that one toilet is pink and the other is blue.&lt;br /&gt;and there arent urinals in the ladies, instead you have nice blue bins.&lt;br /&gt;and the cheeko had the cheek to wash his hands happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worse part, when we finally stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;this person walked out of the toilet cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;男不像男，女不像女&lt;br /&gt;pause, think hard whether its another guy.&lt;br /&gt;so we just laughed and laughed because we were wondering what the hell happened to the ladies in united square.&lt;br /&gt;yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114510976044508798?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114510976044508798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114510976044508798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114510976044508798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114510976044508798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturday-had-youth.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114502762117292753</id><published>2006-04-14T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:13:41.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was super happy yesterday, thursday being the last school day of the week and all,&lt;br /&gt;me and jiahui were super high during training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took turns scaring amanda by hugging her legs out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;organised butt-hopping competitions (my ass hurts)&lt;br /&gt;and laughed for no apparent reason in training&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept giggling during newaza,&lt;br /&gt;its been so bloody long since the last 4-day week.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had an hiv talk! by some doctor.&lt;br /&gt;one thing i brought back:&lt;br /&gt;everything starts with CHOU NAN REN! (smellly men)&lt;br /&gt;see, they get too many wives, pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;they screw around, pass it to wives.&lt;br /&gt;they find spread to hookers, hookers spread to more men, more wives and children suffer.&lt;br /&gt;see, it all starts with them.&lt;br /&gt;the makings of a feminist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! is friday.&lt;br /&gt;goodfriday&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING gRACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun! haha we ran around singapore in (super hot) black shirts.&lt;br /&gt;my group had me yvonne xinsheng  helen sam matthew matthew's cousin john seechong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really stupid at the expo part cause nobody realised that EXPOse your senses actually meant it was at expo. gosh, we nearly went changi! then technology (and yvonne's phone) told us that it was expo! :D&lt;br /&gt;and they changed the popiah price! so we ran back and forth to prove that the popiah was the right price. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and then we went raffles area and ran some more.&lt;br /&gt;did you know that the black stamford raffles statue there has alot of stupid mosquitos?&lt;br /&gt;betcha didnt.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought nanyang was the only infested place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you where old daddy sands is?&lt;br /&gt;HA. betcha dont. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started pouring. phooey.&lt;br /&gt;mr ronald macdonald missed out a visit from us! :D&lt;br /&gt;but, we got back safely, phew.&lt;br /&gt;and waited for the rest of the groups.&lt;br /&gt;and got presents! (one of them was toilet paper shaped :X)&lt;br /&gt;and took squeezy group photo. ( i'm not scared of xinyun! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went upstairs to practise piano, cos xh and jamie are playing tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so we were loitering there, until pretty late.&lt;br /&gt;then my genius stroke of inspiration told me to go take a walk.&lt;br /&gt;so when me and zihui went downstaits we found the thing locked!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE TRAPPED in church!&lt;br /&gt;haha. zihui panicked and rattled the metal bars and shouted for help!&lt;br /&gt;(like prisoner!)&lt;br /&gt;luckily, xinyun and company were STILL in church.&lt;br /&gt;super heng.&lt;br /&gt;then dunno who realised that if you turn on the lift you can take the lift down!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so i had to turn on the lift (luckily dont need key) and take everybody down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so malu! why do malu things always happen to us huh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;first the p6/S3 camp thing, then this thing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it triggered off a whole string of events.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to kfc to talk more cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went for icky chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;wenshi and pat didnt go! pangsei me. :(&lt;br /&gt;i kept falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so the teacher kept calling me.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept maluing myself! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i sit here well-fed and watered, i feel pretty happy! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go run tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;lets hope i have the willpower to wake up before eleven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114502762117292753?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114502762117292753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114502762117292753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114502762117292753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114502762117292753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-super-happy-yesterday-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114484608673336731</id><published>2006-04-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:48:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH! i watched my sassy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SAD&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SWEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. it just makes you wanna fall in love and bury time capsules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114484608673336731?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114484608673336731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114484608673336731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114484608673336731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114484608673336731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahhh-i-watched-my-sassy-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114476593973118499</id><published>2006-04-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:32:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>osim = oh shit its monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the monday wasnt that bad, considering the week has only 4 school days! cheered me up quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i type, half the school week is almost over! :D&lt;br /&gt;cheers you up quite a bit too eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of what happened on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training, me, giggly koh and drama moo went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to go to ntuc to walk.&lt;br /&gt;alas! we saw Mrs Toh, darned dean of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slippers, shorts and pe teeshirt --&gt; not good.&lt;br /&gt;spent 5 minutes avoiding her,&lt;br /&gt;walking past the fruit section sideways while she chose her mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggled around.&lt;br /&gt;saw haagen daz sample counter!&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no auntie there! hell.&lt;br /&gt;genius gigglykoh steals sample in plastic container.&lt;br /&gt;me and drama moo act as roadblocks looking at cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! walk up and down the aisle eating melon flavoured ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;tasted like honey dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spots saralee cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;nicee. happy people buy cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;more giggles.&lt;br /&gt;spots ntuc auntie.&lt;br /&gt;"OMG, is she the ice-cream one?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hysterical laughter.&lt;br /&gt;auntie shoots us evil glare.&lt;br /&gt;three idiots&lt;br /&gt;carry cheesecake to cashier, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL. WE BUMP INTO MRS TOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs toh gives us weird look.&lt;br /&gt;the i-really-dont-want-to-know-what-you're-doing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good lor.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if it was shiryln tieh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceed to outside of ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;sit unglamly on the floor eating cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;laugh at mrs toh and her balding husband exiting ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cisco van drives by and parks.&lt;br /&gt;gigglykoh: WE'RE GOING TO JAIL! x50&lt;br /&gt;gigglykoh: THERE'S HEROINE IN THE CHEESECAKE!! x10&lt;br /&gt;in loud wailing giggly voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dont know her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we look at box in horror.&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake serves 4-5 people.&lt;br /&gt;and we finished it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love after-trainings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, had combined lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;the entire front row kept laughing at jt.&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping at the back.&lt;br /&gt;darn, missed the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rabuka is an idiot, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i wish he didnt storm into the stupid place and overthrow the government.&lt;br /&gt;now we have to do a sucky project on him.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go for piano lesson tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the worms along the way.&lt;br /&gt;all fuzzy and humongous and have a liking for ny school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not exactly super excited about good friday,&lt;br /&gt;but it sure beats a lousy school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love end of the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;maybe thursday will be happier!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm normally so drained by the power day at school that i totally collaspe during training.&lt;br /&gt;and perform like shit.&lt;br /&gt;and get the whole off-form blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still! thursday IS the end of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114476593973118499?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114476593973118499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114476593973118499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114476593973118499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114476593973118499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/osim-oh-shit-its-monday-but-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114432999262776434</id><published>2006-04-06T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:26:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "I have always been standing in your doorway. Isn't it about time somebody saved your life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quote, and i love the quote.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda reminds me of all the nice nice quotes that make you go all fuzzy and warm&lt;br /&gt;(no matter how cliched it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty sucky.&lt;br /&gt;but i think javelin's pretty fun, though the stick just refuses to get stuck sometimes, and it does somersaults occasionally! :D&lt;br /&gt;then after PE, we had math, then chinese compo, LA, biology and physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA was the only remotely interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;but i swear, JT's the only teacher that can possibly make a lesson on gay in s'pore boring.&lt;br /&gt;prude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of focusing on the content of the article, he bloody started analysing the writing style!&lt;br /&gt;anal.&lt;br /&gt;started asking the meaning of flamboyant, drag queen..&lt;br /&gt;so englishy, just that nobody was interested.&lt;br /&gt;except for the cao ah gua part! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss pt's teaching style.&lt;br /&gt;he crapped alot more,&lt;br /&gt;and it was less dry, less anal.&lt;br /&gt;and he's AMUSING(ly sick.)&lt;br /&gt;but a more fun and less uptight classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres something wrong with the dojo weighing scale.&lt;br /&gt;i havent hit the big five-zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114432999262776434?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114432999262776434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114432999262776434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114432999262776434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114432999262776434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-always-been-standing-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114418631990833346</id><published>2006-04-05T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T05:31:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello this is so weird, am blogging at 5.30 am in the morning! :D&lt;br /&gt;cause i woke up at 330 to do LA research review, blah.&lt;br /&gt;but, yes, a 3 minute blog post before i run back into the room and plonk on the bed for another half an hour! all ready for the WEDNESDAY. (mid-week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was shagged! hcpt, boo.&lt;br /&gt;actually it wasnt that bad, but i was completely dead by the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to sleep super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes! goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114418631990833346?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114418631990833346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114418631990833346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114418631990833346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114418631990833346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-this-is-so-weird-am-blogging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114372876776692072</id><published>2006-03-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:26:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, and i forgot to mention, we have to endure the ny food and funfair (HUGE) banner behind the flagpoles every morning during flag-raising for another 3 sickening months! (if you're even looking at the flagpoles during flag-raising and not some hot male teacher :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why! why! why! my gosh, they cannot do this to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its this huge, obese, paedophile-looking clown and squiggly letters that go 'nanyang food and funfair', ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now whoever drives past our school can experience the horrors of the evil clown too.&lt;br /&gt;hell, they're demented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114372876776692072?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114372876776692072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114372876776692072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114372876776692072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114372876776692072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-and-i-forgot-to-mention-we-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114372465042486532</id><published>2006-03-30T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:20:10.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF! (almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was baaaaad. cause i was super tired throughout the whole of randori after that, which kinda explains the zombie mode i was in. the juniors did pt with us! haha, super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE, school was super shagged! yes, PE, math, chinese (write compo leh!), langarts (TIMED TRIAL .beep.), bio and physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power-packed day! i dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith.                        bacardi! says:&lt;br /&gt;erm, big headline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO SLIMMING PILLS WORK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith.                        bacardi! says:&lt;br /&gt;and come up with a conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY DONT! GET  YOUR FAT ASS OFF THE COUCH AND EXERCISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith.                        bacardi! says:&lt;br /&gt;you think that'll work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful redemption  x says:&lt;br /&gt;you tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha beautiful redemption is valencia and we are trying to do math sia proposal, its a downright pain in the ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our food stocks in class are running out! i am sad, i survived lessons with cornflakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lye saw me passing the box to penny! erps. she stared for a few seconds and didnt know what to do. then she turned away and laughed. :X&lt;br /&gt;i can almost imagine my term progress report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lye: faith shows enthusiasm for food during my subject, whether this is biology-related or not, she should stop eating trix in my class cause they roll around and i rather not see colourful balls on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes! i'm in big trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114372465042486532?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114372465042486532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114372465042486532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114372465042486532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114372465042486532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/tgif-almost-training-was-baaaaad.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114354242055540997</id><published>2006-03-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:40:20.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha school was super funny/fun today! (besides the lessons)&lt;br /&gt;we were like super high throughout the whole day, because of our huge store of food! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we haddddddd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wang wang, muesli bars, pringles, cornflakes, kitkat, cuttlefish...&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember! but it was goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and ms lye was super funny with the yogurt fermenter thing. she kept doing funny actions, then said we were too noisy and she was going to get a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey! logic. if you want to cool the yogurt down, OFF THE FIRE for a while! ingenious huh. (but there was no fire, bloody hell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i ate alot, laughed alot, and didnt learn much today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114354242055540997?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114354242055540997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114354242055540997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114354242055540997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114354242055540997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahaha-school-was-super-funnyfun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114338535799024022</id><published>2006-03-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:02:38.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>koped! from eehui. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. i like alcohol. (but i cant spell it, cant figure whether they're two h-es.)&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont like school.&lt;br /&gt;3. i talk alot of shit if you know me too well. ( so, dont know me too will unless you like hearing alot of shit!)&lt;br /&gt;4. i'm not crazy over judo, but i like winning!&lt;br /&gt;5. you probably dont know me as well as you think you do.&lt;br /&gt;6. i can go super crazy over something&lt;br /&gt;7. i'm always broke (isnt everyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven celebrity crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. PRINCE WILLIAM&lt;br /&gt;2. PRINCE HARRY&lt;br /&gt;3. takeshi kaneshiro! darn.&lt;br /&gt;4. clay aiken!&lt;br /&gt;6. brad pitt with like, nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;7. in honor of eehui, hyunbin. haha, although i barely have any idea who he is. (or if i spelled his name correctly, yikes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven qualities i want in a boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;1. christian!&lt;br /&gt;2. must be tall! like tall ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;3. must have a really superb smile!&lt;br /&gt;4. must be a person of basically good character!&lt;br /&gt;5. must be able to hold your liquor!&lt;br /&gt;6. must have a super sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;7. must be a good conversationalist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;1. INSECTS. i shriek/yell/scream/faint&lt;br /&gt;2. weird noises. like fingernails on chalkboard. -cringes-&lt;br /&gt;3. people leaving, changing, dying.&lt;br /&gt;4. super heavy judokas! i start imagining them landing on me.&lt;br /&gt;5. dislocated body parts.&lt;br /&gt;6. weird guys.&lt;br /&gt;7. noisy little children with me in small room. headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven random songs at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. you raise me up --josh groban&lt;br /&gt;2. catch your wave! --click 5&lt;br /&gt;3. our lives -- the calling&lt;br /&gt;4. beautiful ones -- suede&lt;br /&gt;5. pop princess -- click 5&lt;br /&gt;6. i miss you -- blink 182&lt;br /&gt;7. walk away -- franz ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i like the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. GOD!&lt;br /&gt;2. the computer!&lt;br /&gt;3. music&lt;br /&gt;4. sappy movies.&lt;br /&gt;5. my phone.&lt;br /&gt;6. bitching around&lt;br /&gt;7. holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i plan to do before i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refer to bottom post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i say the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. haha.&lt;br /&gt;2. :D&lt;br /&gt;3. uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;4. whee.&lt;br /&gt;5. ah shit.&lt;br /&gt;6. darn.&lt;br /&gt;7. oh yay, i'm going siao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114338535799024022?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114338535799024022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114338535799024022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338535799024022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338535799024022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/koped-from-eehui.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114338202964470317</id><published>2006-03-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:07:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=faith+is+random%21"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=faith+is+random!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND DO! i will love you FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;small price to pay for my eternal love! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114338202964470317?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114338202964470317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114338202964470317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338202964470317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338202964470317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/httpkevan.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114338125561486559</id><published>2006-03-26T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:54:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>purely out of boredom, dont read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHO'S BED DID YOU SLEEP IN LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Some camp tee shirt from syfc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:HOW MANY PEOPLE ON YOUR LIST&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW 'IN REAL LIFE'?&lt;br /&gt;list of? most, anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR UNDIES&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;haha nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?&lt;br /&gt;my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:MOST RECENT MOVIE THAT YOU&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember! really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:NAME 3 THINGS THAT YOU HAVE ON&lt;br /&gt;YOU AT ALL TIMES?&lt;br /&gt;Hand phone, wallet aaaaand specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDSHEET?&lt;br /&gt;haha its red and it keeps coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:HOW MUCH CASH DO YOU HAVE ON&lt;br /&gt;YOU RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHO'S THE 4TH PERSON ON YOUR&lt;br /&gt;RECEIVED CALL LIST?&lt;br /&gt;beatty poppins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT'S YOUR MAIN RINGTONE ON YOUR&lt;br /&gt;PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;silent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT WERE YOU D0ING AT&lt;br /&gt;MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT&lt;br /&gt;MESSAGE ON YOUR CELL PHONE SAY?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What's your favorite town/ city?&lt;br /&gt;orchard. wait, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait to....?&lt;br /&gt;graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:When was the last time you saw your&lt;br /&gt;mom?&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What did you have for dinner LAST&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:How long have you been at your&lt;br /&gt;current job?&lt;br /&gt;i've been schooling since forever and i'm totally done with it, just that its not really done with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What's the last thing u said just now?&lt;br /&gt;nope, not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Look to your LEFT. What's there?&lt;br /&gt;a chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is the last thing/ person you spent&lt;br /&gt;over $100 on?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm attempting to save money! but i think it was the crumpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is the last item of clothing you&lt;br /&gt;borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh. some obs thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What website(s) do you visit the most&lt;br /&gt;during the day?&lt;br /&gt;my email aaaaaaaand blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Do you have an air freshener in your&lt;br /&gt;car?&lt;br /&gt;Yes theres air freshener, no its not my car. yes, it stinks. no, i didnt choose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:If you could drink anything right now&lt;br /&gt;what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;bacardi! or something really alchoholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Does anything hurt on your body right&lt;br /&gt;now?&lt;br /&gt;my knee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Where was your last taxi cab ride to?&lt;br /&gt;cannot remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What's your favorite Starbucks drink?&lt;br /&gt;something coffee and caramel and whipped cream!&lt;br /&gt;frappucino! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Recent time you were really upset?&lt;br /&gt;recent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Admit something about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;dude! i'm a moth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114338125561486559?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114338125561486559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114338125561486559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338125561486559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114338125561486559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/purely-out-of-boredom-dont-read.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114336815651258752</id><published>2006-03-26T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:15:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided! on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things i HAVE to do before i die(:X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;play for team singapore&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;meet the queen (or prince william!)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;meet cherm again&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;cut my hair REAL short. (team this year? haha!)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;fall in, and out of love.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;get really really shit drunk&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;run a full marathorn&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;wash clothes on somebody's washboard six-pack XD&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;get my own power abs.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;bungee jump! (i have to do this last so that even if i die doing it, i'll still complete everything on my list.)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; (weekends are BORING.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114336815651258752?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114336815651258752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114336815651258752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114336815651258752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114336815651258752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-decided-on-10-things-i-have-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114311996235885554</id><published>2006-03-23T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:19:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nationals indivs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings? haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes, a very nice gold medal, but was it worth its weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, i dont really know. part of me just wants to heck indivs, tell myself i've done a relatively good job and get on training for team events. and i think i'm going to do just that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLUG. i got my knee injured, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;thank you ms _____.&lt;br /&gt;and my bloody toenail! :/&lt;br /&gt;(i think it might come off soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think that 24hours ago i was freaking out big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ambulance came twice today! like once for this fajar girl who shrieked the entire hall down after injuring her wrist then continued playing. its either super determination or faking it. (but she lost eventually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theres this girl who got thrown then her shoulder was (eurgh!) popping out at a weird angle!! i was super freaked out. and she still could walk out of the dojo to the chair, my gosh! i would faint if i ever saw my shoulder like out of its socket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people must be thinking what the hell is wrong with hougang sec cause if tan ser chen injured herself there too, its the third ambulance to come by recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114311996235885554?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114311996235885554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114311996235885554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114311996235885554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114311996235885554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/nationals-indivs-today.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114294892257015373</id><published>2006-03-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:48:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 48 school days to the end of the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you take away the sabbaticals, and the 2 holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 41!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds much better huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never good to lie to yourself, but hey! who really cares.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel happier anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for nationals, whoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114294892257015373?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114294892257015373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114294892257015373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114294892257015373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114294892257015373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-48-school-days-to-end-of-term.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114286525034771358</id><published>2006-03-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:34:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aw shucks. i hate mondays!&lt;br /&gt;especially after 2 weeks of no lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally wasted 2 hours: physics and math!&lt;br /&gt;spent it: 1. copying xiaorui's paper&lt;br /&gt;                   2. passing stupid notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks. i really do not understand math and physics these days! and i'm already counting down to the end of the term.&lt;br /&gt;its 49 more school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt sound that bad this way, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we had slacker lessons like SIA consultation and special interest lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the horrors of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shudders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept through the special interest lecture, something about boxplots and statistics, until felicia elbowed me awake to clap for the speaker leaving the stage. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i slept very well, i kept hearing high heels in my head walking towards me!&lt;br /&gt;tsk, how wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mondays. eurgh!! ultimately depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is by far how i feel throughout the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: let meeeeeeeee offffffff... notice the drag. monday blues! i felt like the queen of sian today.&lt;br /&gt;quote: "One more bloody math worksheet and i'm going to breathe chickens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: settling into quiet resentment and acceptance of the long week ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;quote: "shit lah, i dont really care already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: mid-week crisis. worst day after monday! yuck.&lt;br /&gt;quote: "i am not doing homework. try and make me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: wahlao teachers all want homework in before weekend, got training got alot of work super shagged!&lt;br /&gt;quote: "mam siao liao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: TGIF. (thank god its friday!) hold on, dont give a damn about school work or due dates anymore, because tomorrow is saturday!&lt;br /&gt;quote: "heck lah. i'm not going tuition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sums up my school week.&lt;br /&gt;saturday's not that bad, cause training's only 2 hours. and sundays okay cause i dont really get stressed until the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicious cycle/circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with full-time education dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114286525034771358?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114286525034771358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114286525034771358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114286525034771358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114286525034771358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/aw-shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114260644837028624</id><published>2006-03-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:40:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POP. goes the weasel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had flag day today!&lt;br /&gt;now when i look at innocent passerby, i immediately start to bet whether he would donate money.&lt;br /&gt;haha, the generous people are generally grouped into a few categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the awkward looking middle-aged worker who just cannot bear to turn you down, they just want to get it over and DONE with. looked happily at the collarpin.&lt;br /&gt;they absolutely rock. one given gave me a 5dollar note when he didnt have change for 2dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the generous curious angmoh tourist who asks what you're doing here. again, super nice. they even turn down the collarpin and try to give you 6dollors, only to find that its incredibly hard to stuff inside. but who can blame them! they have a super duper thick wad of BLUE notes in the same compartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the taitai. whips out her louis vuitton wallet and takes her 2dollar note out like its next to nothing. smiles kindly! although this is rather rare because alot of the richer people i met are super niao! trust me,  you can tell even from behind their calvin klein HUGE shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the mother with little kids who think the collarpin is ABSOLUTELY adorable! (it looks like a kid who underwent chemo, and i think its supposed to be, it being the childrens cancer foundation and all..) cleverly avoids commotion or just nice enough to please her child. takes forever to find the two one dollor coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed that smokers generally dont donate! i think they spend too much money on their lights already. dont bother with students, because hardly any student along orchard road would donate 2 dollars when it can get them a mac chicken! :D the extremely well dressed business man probably wont spare you anything either, how niao. and the elderly angmoh couples generally wont either, they ask alot of questions then go: i'll donate to my own country, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114260644837028624?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114242106858588682</id><published>2006-03-15T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:11:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am eating obs mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they taste strangely sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114242106858588682?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114242106858588682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114242106858588682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114242106858588682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114242106858588682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-eating-obs-mushrooms.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114240660356501177</id><published>2006-03-15T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T15:10:03.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there love, tonight&lt;br /&gt; When everyone's dreaming&lt;br /&gt; Of a better life&lt;br /&gt; In this world&lt;br /&gt; Divided by fear&lt;br /&gt; We've got to believe that&lt;br /&gt; There's a reason we're here&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, there's a reason that we're here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These are the days worth living&lt;br /&gt; These are the years we're given&lt;br /&gt; And these are the moments&lt;br /&gt; These are the times&lt;br /&gt; Let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; See the truth, all around&lt;br /&gt; Our faith can be broken&lt;br /&gt; And our hands can be bound&lt;br /&gt; But open our hearts&lt;br /&gt; And fill up the emptiness&lt;br /&gt; With nothing to stop us&lt;br /&gt; Is it not worth the risk?&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, is it not worth the risk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These are the days worth living&lt;br /&gt; These are the years we're given&lt;br /&gt; And these are the moments&lt;br /&gt; These are the times&lt;br /&gt; Let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And even if hope were shattered&lt;br /&gt; I know it wouldn't matter&lt;br /&gt; Cause these moments&lt;br /&gt; These are the times&lt;br /&gt; Let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We can't go on&lt;br /&gt; Thinking it's wrong to speak our minds&lt;br /&gt; I've got to let out what's inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is there love, tonight&lt;br /&gt; When everyone's dreaming&lt;br /&gt; Can we get it right?&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, well can we get it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These are the days worth living&lt;br /&gt; These are the years we're given&lt;br /&gt; And these are the moments&lt;br /&gt; These are the times&lt;br /&gt; Let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And even if hope were shattered&lt;br /&gt; I know it wouldn't matter&lt;br /&gt; Cause these moments&lt;br /&gt; These are the times&lt;br /&gt; Let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah, let's make the best out of our lives&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah, let's make the best out of our lives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114240660356501177?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114240660356501177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114240660356501177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114240660356501177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114240660356501177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-there-love-tonight-when-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114240444154137600</id><published>2006-03-15T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:34:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;HAVE&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;FRICKING&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEMATIC&lt;br /&gt;MOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;one week ago at this time,&lt;br /&gt;i was furiously kayaking to camp 1,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the nice food and bath&lt;br /&gt;the instructors bribed us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one week later,&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;blogging nonsensical trash.&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;lousy chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trying to make the font bigger so i wont have to write so much)&lt;br /&gt;but i think linlaoshi will kill me if i submit to her half a page of font size 18 work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i shall get on with the proclaimation of how great motherly love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm against it or something, just that writing a page of chinese about it is getting kinda boring when you only have a total of 3 adjectives and you keep repeating them. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurgh. training tomorrow! and farewell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of work to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114240444154137600?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114240444154137600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114240444154137600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114240444154137600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114240444154137600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-fricking-problematic-mouse.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114239464789519193</id><published>2006-03-15T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:50:47.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hell, my mouse is screwed and i dont like using touchpad! eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its midweek! almost midday and i havent got ANYTHING done. damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took out the chem worksheet. and blanked!&lt;br /&gt;but i did manage to read the chinese essay thing, but i havent done the reflections.&lt;br /&gt;i took out the huge stack of math worksheets but i have no idea what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a failure!&lt;br /&gt;i eat therefore i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114239464789519193?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114239464789519193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114239464789519193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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all. pt was terrifying! mam was ready to drive us to our erm, toilets to puke? heck. then during gi training my blistered heel started bleeding like nobody's business. wahlao, its like i leaked or something, darned gross. and today's training is like, hiong. got a nice collection of bruises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch after training was kinda fun. we talked alot of obs shit! glug.&lt;br /&gt;am reading sushi for beginners! its about a few women leading rather crummy lives too.&lt;br /&gt;how crummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make matters worse, my house has a serious lack of real junk food. theres health food and all, but NOBODY pigs out on health food. will run down and get some trash later to last me the march hols. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am your ultimate crum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114224591853779423?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114217435361120692</id><published>2006-03-12T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:39:13.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i thought i was done missing obs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i surfed around, eug's blog, and siyu's blog and btan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided i miss obs again! and daphne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurgh. eurgh. eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really bad, coming back to mainland singapore.&lt;br /&gt;only to face training, SIAs, homework and endless rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;theres this weird chant going on in my head whenever i close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to sound like 'nats! nats! nats!'&lt;br /&gt;i'll take the monk singing karoke in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;any day.&lt;br /&gt;so much for reality!&lt;br /&gt;i dont like reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should like poke daphne into meeting up with us again.&lt;br /&gt;or we can ambush her while journalling! HA.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm all up for a battuta reunion!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;aye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114217435361120692?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114217435361120692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114217435361120692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114217435361120692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114217435361120692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-i-thought-i-was-done-missing-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114199254413063658</id><published>2006-03-10T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:45:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss obs.&lt;br /&gt;like alot ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my instructor, i miss my watch- battuta!&lt;br /&gt;its sad to spend practically 4 and a half days with a complete stranger than say goodbye at the end of it, knowing you probably never see her again.&lt;br /&gt;instructors have it tough man, they do it every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: dont read it! its a long-winded post about obs and its purely for my own memories sake. dont like read it than go: like who wants to read about her life in obs lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, you dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories like water trickling furiously out of my cupped palms.&lt;br /&gt;writing it out before it becomes barely a faint memory of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the boat from punggol jetty to ubin, waited super long for everything.&lt;br /&gt;we cheered like siao when we found out we were mobile.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously questioned this reaction when we visited the residential camp two days later.&lt;br /&gt;met our instructor- daphne!&lt;br /&gt;was rather disappointed at first cos we wanted the small (supposedly) hot guy.&lt;br /&gt;daphne was pretty strict, but we soon got to know her better.&lt;br /&gt;and like her alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the administrative stuff and such, we learnt belaying!&lt;br /&gt;hoho. then it started raining halfway and daph left her helmet outside.&lt;br /&gt;it got all wet. :|&lt;br /&gt;we tried climbing the small rock wall, but the main purpose was for us to learn how to belay others, so we werent allowed past the 3 metre mark.&lt;br /&gt;the entire columbus was complaining because they climbed the 1o1 steps then it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;so they had to go all the way down again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt how to cook outdoors, pitch tents and roll them.&lt;br /&gt;had to settle to store!! aiyo, it was like super confusing because there are just too many things.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me, i didnt know store manager was that bad a job, especially on the first day. :/&lt;br /&gt;ate chewy (half-cooked) rice, with nice peanuts and baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;and we thought it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose everything's nice when you're hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to pack for expedition the next day, because we were going out to sea!&lt;br /&gt;daphne was pretty nice, cos she gave us this packing list to refer to, to make sure we brought the right stuff! :DD&lt;br /&gt;its really nice to sit on the open grounds under the dim light, together with the rest of the watch trying to figure out what to bring to sea expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night was pretty okay, except for the weird singing voices at 0530 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;we ate raisins! and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;daphne came over and shook our tents.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep eventually, after alot of raisins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met for morning circle in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;daph's story of the day (or the gist of it at least): once there was caterpillar on a leaf. he saw a beautiful butterfly flying past. he sighed to his other caterpillar friend, "how i wish to become like that beautiful butterfly.." guess what his friend said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so we came out with this long list of cliched answers like perseverance and patience shit after one round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daph's answer:  "Dude, your mom's a moth!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. i was very amused by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we climbed the 101 steps to go flying fox! it was darned high. like 6 vertical square (huge) boxes. about 4/5 stories? hm. then daph started tying ropes and getting ready the stuff, while columbus had their morning circle.&lt;br /&gt;we bitched/talked alot of rubbish, about ny teachers and her and other instructors and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;shes really nice, and we tried to guess her secondary school. we got her jc right!&lt;br /&gt;njc! how smart. it used to be like the best last time, i heard.&lt;br /&gt;cos the ex 207 people started talking about gg, daph was trying to tell us how obs instructors are much hotter.&lt;br /&gt;then the short HL guy came to mind, then we were saying what a pity it was, cos hes too short and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what she said.&lt;br /&gt;"lie down all the same one lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ffox was nice! i got quite freaked out at the top, cos it was so high and all.&lt;br /&gt;its like commiting suicide!&lt;br /&gt;just that you (probably) dont die.&lt;br /&gt;huiyi started hyperventilating! cos heights and all.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, after screaming in daphne's ear, she slided down!&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo. how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went out for sea expedition! travelled with columbus.&lt;br /&gt;daphne taught us how to kayak! some basic theory and how to capsize and uncapsize and all.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i knew how to kayak already! but i never knew how to uncapsize.&lt;br /&gt;they made us all capsize! yikes. i dont like salt in my nose and mouth.&lt;br /&gt;then you think of all the people who peed into the same sea&lt;br /&gt;and freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got the banana kayaks! super heavy. :/&lt;br /&gt;did some drills and all, then kayaked to our next destination.&lt;br /&gt;some ulu part of ubin where its really rocky and sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there late. cos the safety boat had to rescue like 4 pairs who couldnt manage to rescue themselves, and sam concluded that we made history.&lt;br /&gt;cos the max number of rescues they made previously was ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt bathe at that campsite! cos it was completely facility-less.&lt;br /&gt;had to keep watch at night and mass powder bath!&lt;br /&gt;the grass around was really long, so i was pretty freaked out by snakes and all.&lt;br /&gt;the beach was really scary and we all screamed like siao when a plastic bag dropped from the tree.&lt;br /&gt;i was very housesick! i missed all my baths and proper food and all.&lt;br /&gt;had to keep talking throughout the night or you'll hear funny noises.&lt;br /&gt;slept on the blue tarp in the open in the end cos our tent collasped :X&lt;br /&gt;fricking cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up effing early! 0430!&lt;br /&gt;siao ting tong.&lt;br /&gt;barely slept the previous night and we had to unpitch our sandy tents groggily.&lt;br /&gt;hell, we kayaked for like 7plus 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be about 10 hours, i heard. but we were fast!&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo, navigator jolyn was super high blood pressured! and paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;cos she kept screaming at us not to over take her!&lt;br /&gt;couldnt help it, we just drifted past her.&lt;br /&gt;who ask them so muscle/heavy! didnt drift at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paddle until siao.&lt;br /&gt;and then the canal part i completely dieded.&lt;br /&gt;cos it was just straight. and the scenery was just stone, and just all the same.&lt;br /&gt;and our damned kayak kept going all slanted.&lt;br /&gt;and the back person, ME, had to keep stern ruddering.&lt;br /&gt;got a darned lot of bruises, cos the arm kept hitting the side of the kayak.&lt;br /&gt;hit my nails alot of times too, cursed alot.&lt;br /&gt;went super pale and lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;but i saw a jellyfish!&lt;br /&gt;i swear it looked like a mushroom with tentacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the channel crossings were super scary.&lt;br /&gt;cos there're huge tankers crossing.&lt;br /&gt;and we looked so primitive in our yellow kayaks.&lt;br /&gt;and especially the last crossing. it seemed never ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about 8 hours, we rounded two islands, made two channel crossings and travelled a total of 15/16 km!!&lt;br /&gt;pioneer batch somemore, for that route! haha.&lt;br /&gt;the safety boat was super far away, so we were pretty much alone, except for the channel crossings.&lt;br /&gt;scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camped over the camp 1, the resi one.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao! they have it super nice.&lt;br /&gt;like bunks and fans and cupboards and nice catered food and proper toilets.&lt;br /&gt;eurgh. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;looking at it from another angle, you didnt come to obs to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;you went for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;and i think the mobile people got a more memorable experience. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started gushing at the smallest things! like the table and the chair and the plate.&lt;br /&gt;cos we realised how long hadnt we sat on a chair, ate at a table and from a plate.&lt;br /&gt;and there was like curry chicken and soup and trays.&lt;br /&gt;heaven! and honeydew drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night was really fun, we learnt some delta plus model and played games!&lt;br /&gt;i was super dehydrated and kept floating around on land.&lt;br /&gt;seasick! on land.&lt;br /&gt;played captains on board! haha funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;i lasted till like the second last round, then i decided to say bye cos i felt bad, cos bernice and rouhui walked out the previous round to keep me in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captains ball is for sad sailors stuck without women! xD&lt;br /&gt;haha they threatened to throw us into the training pool as a forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;but it was pretty obvious they were faking it!&lt;br /&gt;some people freaked out. cos we just bathed and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pluses and deltas thing was just drowsy. i tried to copy what she was drawing but ended up surrendering my paper to eehui to write datou lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt help that the marker kept running out of ink either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to hear the guy singing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was like the super fun day.&lt;br /&gt;did rock climbing in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;did the easy one at the side, then tried to do the middle one.&lt;br /&gt;failed when i reached the imitation of the natural rock formation part.&lt;br /&gt;super hard lah!&lt;br /&gt;even sam who was an ex national rock climber had difficulty scaling that part to unstuck a string.&lt;br /&gt;i am proud of myself cos i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kayaked a super short distance, from camp 1 to camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;in like only half an hour in total, carrying kayaks included!&lt;br /&gt;the tide was super nice cos we could move super fast even though the wind was against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did jetty jump! damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;daphne was really nice cos she stood behind us before we jumped to encourage us!&lt;br /&gt;and she demostrated too! yay.&lt;br /&gt;super big splash! my fbts floated around and up.&lt;br /&gt;scratched myself on the stupid barnacle.&lt;br /&gt;no where as bad as bernice's cut though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stood in a circle and said some stuff to end our expedition!&lt;br /&gt;intangible satisfaction! ahh.&lt;br /&gt;3 days of kayaking- done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we washed up our kayaks and paddles.&lt;br /&gt;daphne was super funny cos when she was washing the kayaks she was happily mumbling about ducktours.&lt;br /&gt;then it became dicktours!&lt;br /&gt;and she looked really amused.&lt;br /&gt;dicktours and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad rush to pack at night!&lt;br /&gt;and bathe and cook and eat.&lt;br /&gt;whoah. damned scary, cos daph and sam came over to scold us for taking our own very sweet time. and being late.&lt;br /&gt;super bad! kena scolded until like.. shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then at like 10pm we met up again for some lessons and they were super happy again.&lt;br /&gt;daph started cracking jokes about how pretty and smart she was but we were too shagged to laugh man.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like the same person who was yelling at us barely an hour before.&lt;br /&gt;we were freaked.&lt;br /&gt;like: uhhh, should we laugh or be solemn?&lt;br /&gt;johari's window! coool. i like my orange window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camped at the same campsite as the first night!&lt;br /&gt;it was really scary cos huiyi slept in our tent.&lt;br /&gt;then the instructors came to find her.&lt;br /&gt;and sam was like, "is huiyi here?"&lt;br /&gt;ALOT OF TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;and i was trying to pretend to be asleep.&lt;br /&gt;then i poked bernice tan, who was also trying to pretend to be asleep!&lt;br /&gt;yikes.&lt;br /&gt;then finally when we could no longer ignore her, siyu poked huiyi up and she went: huh?&lt;br /&gt;and formulated this brilliant thing in her head.&lt;br /&gt;about mosquito repellent in our tent then falling asleep here.&lt;br /&gt;super zai. just wake up also can think up some crap like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to cover beattie up, cos she was in our tent too!&lt;br /&gt;and we didnt want to get into any more trouble we were in already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad! super sad the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;cos its the last. so contagious!&lt;br /&gt;pinyan started crying that siyu and bernice and me did too! eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll really miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. daph told us a few stories.&lt;br /&gt;although some of it was really familiar, it just sounded so real coming from her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;like the time bank and the giving tree and the wishing you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurgh! esp the last story- i wish you enough.&lt;br /&gt;really sad. cos she wished us enough too.&lt;br /&gt;its like wishing you enough success, but also enough failures to appreciate the success.&lt;br /&gt;and enough joys, but enough pain to experience the joy to its fullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sad parting, i laughed and cried at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;we bought a obs shirt for daph, and wrote stuff on it. and we used markers to write ' i love daph!' on our fore arms and showed it to her.&lt;br /&gt;i think she was touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt get to say a proper goodbye though, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;shes not exactly the very huggie kind, we think.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps we shall stalk out the coffee houses in the weekend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how when i was there i was furiously planning what to do when i got back to s'pore. like eating and bathing and sleeping. but now that i'm back the only thing i want to do is go back.&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going for sabah. :( but i'll feel even sadder when i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;i think we grew up alot during obs, became more sensible and on-task and caring.&lt;br /&gt;its a really really good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing it loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to serve to strive and not to yield?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.O.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114199254413063658?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114199254413063658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114199254413063658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114199254413063658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114199254413063658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-obs.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114148361476147343</id><published>2006-03-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:46:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beautiful ones - suede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine&lt;br /&gt; Shaking their bits to the hits,&lt;br /&gt; Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suits you hide&lt;br /&gt; Staining his name again,&lt;br /&gt; Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue&lt;br /&gt; Lost it to bostik, yeah,&lt;br /&gt; Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to kill&lt;br /&gt; Get into bands and gangs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Loved up, doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town&lt;br /&gt; Shaking their meat to the beat,&lt;br /&gt; High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine&lt;br /&gt; Shaking their bits to the hits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You don't think about it,&lt;br /&gt; You don't do without it,&lt;br /&gt; Because you'e beautiful,&lt;br /&gt; And if your baby's going crazy&lt;br /&gt; That's how you made me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; La, la, la, la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114148361476147343?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114148361476147343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114148361476147343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114148361476147343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114148361476147343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/beautiful-ones-suede-high-on-diesel.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114148337847779079</id><published>2006-03-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:42:58.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suede - beautiful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its makes you feel happier!&lt;br /&gt;well, it works on me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, its not the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;i just like the tune! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114148337847779079?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114148337847779079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114148337847779079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114148337847779079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114148337847779079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/03/suede-beautiful-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114148238358860578</id><published>2006-03-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:26:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want birkenstocks!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sponser me, i will love you forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114148238358860578?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114148238358860578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114147455707285199</id><published>2006-03-04T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:15:57.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am done with the term!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to slack around and do my favourite thing: absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a suckier side, sir said some stuff today which we didnt really like.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i think training's gonna be worse.&lt;br /&gt;(i didnt know it could get any worse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder side, sister angi's emigrating!&lt;br /&gt;boo. she was one of the really nice sisters.&lt;br /&gt;imagine living in germany and the only thing you can say in german is one to ten.&lt;br /&gt;haha, good luck. we'll miss you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more philosophical side, i was thinking about life, and how its full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;people come and go, things change, whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;and the only thing that remains is God.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i have him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114147455707285199?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114147455707285199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114147455707285199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114147455707285199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114147455707285199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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brighter side, training was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;mam took pt, and we did lots of weights.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt do kataguruma squats, cos my back hurts like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith yawns and searches about periscope principals to aid stupid student in understanding light!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114131049332014030?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114131049332014030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114131049332014030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114131049332014030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114113214886925691</id><published>2006-02-28T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:09:08.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was extremely bored today, after physics test and all, so am feeling rather lethargic and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;so i started surfing friendster and blog and all those stupid things you never really bothered to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am shocked because of the way people write, people spell and how they attempt to create this imagine of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXY FLIRT&lt;/span&gt; (they so fail miserably at.) or this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angsty guilt ridden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saddened lonely&lt;/span&gt; girl against the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG BAD&lt;/span&gt; world! and label their pictures without something so cliched like: we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;with some totally irrelevant picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuckyuckyuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cringe!&lt;br /&gt;i will never torture myself by surfing friendster again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jun&lt;/b&gt;: harlo. being snrs mean dat they hv had gone thru more den u hv. they hv lived thru worse den u hv and dat give s dem the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right to what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically, they might be older than us,  thats rather undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt; they older than us? you look at the way they (SOME) behave/talk/write and i seriously doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then you look inside, and you ask: who is the stronger person, who is the one that doesnt give up easily, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is the one that is more deserving of the respect? &lt;/span&gt;who is the one that is truly leading and pushing others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you ask, who are the seniors that we respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you gone through more then us? or lived through worse than us? (it actually means the same thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why we caught up with you in a matter of one, maybe two years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114113214886925691?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114113214886925691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114113214886925691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114113214886925691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114113214886925691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-extremely-bored-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114094533123897358</id><published>2006-02-26T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:15:31.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent one whole wasted hour lying on the sofa doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping, but feeling my back get worse and my cough develop.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have developed a cough, bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i feel like shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all to escape from the wrath of RAFT.&lt;br /&gt;why in the world would somebody want to impersonate an enzyme?&lt;br /&gt;goodness. and write to somebody about the trashy disorders you cause.&lt;br /&gt;brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not in a very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;sunday afternoons and evenings are uber depressing.&lt;br /&gt;cause you wait the entire week for friday and not long after, you HAVE to go back to school again.&lt;br /&gt;so you spend sunday mulling around wondering how you're going to survive the next week, and trying to push studying and homework out of your cluttered but blank mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114094533123897358?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114094533123897358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114094533123897358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114094533123897358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114094533123897358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-spent-one-whole-wasted-hour-lying-on.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114093463112807061</id><published>2006-02-26T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T14:17:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised why the term has gone (or almost) pass in such a haste.&lt;br /&gt;because i was barely drifting through the months, doing what i was supposed to do: study, homework, train.&lt;br /&gt;its like you're just dreaming through time when you sudden wake up and find out that its been 2months. and what have you achieved? nothing much you can remember.&lt;br /&gt;what were you doing last week at this time?&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember. but knowing me, probably choinging some homework or mugging for some test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it frustrates me, knowing that nothing i've done in the last two months are worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vast shipwreck of my life?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps LA's rubbing off me, what isolation and alienation shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sounding so terribly angsty and 'lets go eat worms!' kind of thing, but the last two months have just been a terrible blur. is there any sense in doing the same thing everyday, because there's barely any meaning to what i'm doing. (which is ironically the same thing everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i'll never get a mundane job next time, doing the same thing everyday. or i'll deader than the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, saturday training was rather fun, because we spent more time talking and watching video than training.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what mam said, i dont think i'll ever want to be the tyrannical &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt; senior she described that orders her juniors around like she's god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant we just live harmoniously like friends and not some absurd hierachy thing.&lt;br /&gt;besides, i rather go training to a place where i know there're people i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt; The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt; The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt; We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt; Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt; We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt; And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt; We'll wish this never ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114093463112807061?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114093463112807061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114093463112807061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114093463112807061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114093463112807061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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the full impact of her uchimata. :|&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after hearing funny things about chaoqun's knee shattering i feel rather worried.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didnt shatter my spine.&lt;br /&gt;although i'll probably be paralysed by now if it did shatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if something does happen, do donate to my fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i did donate to the SWTF, or the SCAF.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am a sad sod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to my brother, he is eight today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114086914581487178?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114086914581487178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Franz Ferdinand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114053384137890902?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114053384137890902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114053384137890902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114053384137890902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114053384137890902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/02/franz-ferdinand.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-114053381166313079</id><published>2006-02-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:56:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stab of stiletto on a silent night&lt;br /&gt;Stalin smiles and Hitler laughs&lt;br /&gt;Churchill claps Mao Tse-Tung on the back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114053381166313079?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-114053369015558334</id><published>2006-02-21T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:54:50.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, you've already been&lt;br /&gt; We've already seen&lt;br /&gt; That the fallen are the virtuous among us&lt;br /&gt; Walk among us&lt;br /&gt; If you judge us&lt;br /&gt; We're all damned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114053369015558334?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114053369015558334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114053369015558334' 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one pathetic ZUOWEN by youjin (who incidentally reminds me of james tan, i dont know why though) the night before the chinese test improve your chinese standard, if i even had any chinese standard in me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really doubt it. what are the chances that the phrase you read will appear in tomorrow's test? and that you'll actually remember how to use it? its as likely as a glucose and dropping on your stuck out tongue. (ms lye! inside joke) Damned substrates of chinese GOUCIs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am debating whether to publicise my blog. But heck, i dont really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese and math tomorrow? :D&lt;br /&gt;Lets die. I just fininshed doing a couple of math questions and screwed them all up.&lt;br /&gt;Tangents and trash.&lt;br /&gt;Dont even get me started on chinese. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be collecting our team shirt too! Yay, i think its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot wait for the term to end. I think its two more weeks?&lt;br /&gt;The tests and trash are just coming and coming. Thank goodness they're pretty staggered so i can worry about them seperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRASH AND BURN? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pointless sighing. my friend's nickname keeps popping up (should be something wrong with the connection haha) and it says: ALL THOSE NOT STUDYING STAND UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit and what the hell am i doing here when my linear inequalities and ZHONGHETIANKONGs are in dire straits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114053313689547128?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114053313689547128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114053313689547128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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somebody who trains the shit out of him/her loses to a down and out slacker?&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;a combination of talent, luck and sheer ability?&lt;br /&gt;or is it in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasted my entire sunday (9hours?!) there to play 4 bouts. 3 of which were rather disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a matter of whether you win or not, its a matter of how you win.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114035986693008549?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114035986693008549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114035986693008549' title='0 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-114035943015005942?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/114035943015005942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=114035943015005942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114035943015005942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/114035943015005942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-changed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113731399294304334</id><published>2006-01-15T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:33:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my printer is going  bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;i'm printing out every note possible.&lt;br /&gt;HUGE PILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113731399294304334?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-113675701760720345</id><published>2006-01-09T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T05:50:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder who blogs at 5:48am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am, setting a record because i forgot to print some commonwealth essay draft out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EURGH.&lt;br /&gt;i look like ._. this.&lt;br /&gt;groggily stumbling everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, shall go eat my mash potato pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this post took 2 minutes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113675701760720345?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-113664469648549826</id><published>2006-01-07T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:30:42.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;environment changes people, and somehow i dont think we're the ones that are changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113664469648549826?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113664469648549826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;selfish reasons? partially. i guess we're just sick of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its gonna be a long phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113664152262571722?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113664152262571722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113664152262571722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113664152262571722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113664152262571722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/01/selfish-reasons-partially.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113629616769360657</id><published>2006-01-03T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:49:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am freaked by 302. its not like the people arent nice or some other absurd reason (i dont know them yet, actually), but they are FREAKING smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dang! math lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i had barely finished the first sum when, pui! person is up at the board writing down solution for 2nd question. i was super freaked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i had never EVER been able to replace fractions with alphabets in my ENTIRE math life. Never had i ever had the capacity to do something the teacher hasnt taught, or told us to do, in math class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i admit, i'm a complete airhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WAIT TILL YOU SEE ME IN CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113629616769360657?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113629616769360657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113629616769360657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113629616769360657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113629616769360657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-freaked-by-302.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113612429492738787</id><published>2006-01-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T22:04:54.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh goody, resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a closer walk with God&lt;br /&gt;less broke, more often&lt;br /&gt;msg 1.5!&lt;br /&gt;be a friendlier person! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. am on the way back from ossyria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113612429492738787?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113612429492738787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113612429492738787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113612429492738787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113612429492738787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-oh-goody-resolutions.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113604071074698382</id><published>2005-12-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:51:50.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor. Energetic and fun-loving, you're a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it's no surprise that orange also symbolizes attraction. Orange is an extraordinary color — for an extraordinary person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MY ASS. i am extradinary! :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113604071074698382?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113604071074698382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113604071074698382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113604071074698382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113604071074698382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/orange-youre-bold-confident-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113567503921732197</id><published>2005-12-27T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:17:19.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i just feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escapade from the mundane realms of dreary commonwealth essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113567503921732197?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113567503921732197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113567503921732197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113567503921732197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113567503921732197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113567449273383445</id><published>2005-12-27T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:08:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello world&lt;br /&gt;bye cherm&lt;br /&gt;we'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toured orchard and east coast with cherm, jan, gil, and aud. Dont know when i'll see them next, but i have a feeling its gonna be real long, especially with chermie gone. guess i cannot help but feel sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the wonderful aud, i took a record number of 4 neoprints at one shot. insanity, blew loads of money. ate beef bowl again at yoshi again! haha wanted to pool after that but no ic. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited the sick-in-the-morning gillian toh! :D she seemed quite fine, apart from the erm, messy house! HAHAHA. it was the same as last year i think, just that we didnt see the room. Hoho, i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to east coast park but it started to RAIN. dear cherm tried to hunch in an attempt to be shorter than me! not get struck by lightning. HA! :DDD Well, none of us got struck. Went to siglap to eat macs, after trying to decide for AGES. sat there and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love us.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113567449273383445?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113567449273383445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113567449273383445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113567449273383445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113567449273383445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-world-bye-cherm-well-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113543430850500621</id><published>2005-12-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:25:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more red wine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the title is totally random. dadda finished the rest of my red wine, and i'm lazy to get somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a huge (i mean huge!) thank you to everybody who has given me a present, or two, and everybody who has wished me merry christmas. yay, love ya'll loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy new year soon, darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. my speaker is making weird sounds even though its not on :/ i wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113543430850500621?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113543430850500621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113543430850500621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113543430850500621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113543430850500621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-more-red-wine.html' title='no more red wine.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113525582301523580</id><published>2005-12-22T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T20:50:23.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i died, during chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;我倒了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;didnt sleep the entire night, gar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there was absolutely nothing to do at night, because our bikes mysteriously disappeared! (wow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we just sat there and watched tv, until it smelt so bad in the room we migrated to the benches outside to watch the open air show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the whole fiasco with people drinking like siao and looking like ahpeks in the kopitiam. just that ahpeks in the kopitiam dont normally throw up after drinking, and they dont normally drink vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as a side note, if you cant drink/hold your liquor, dont. you'll end up making a fool of yourself and leaving others to clean up after you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(this is NOT directed at anybody in particular but its just a general opinion after watching the episode yesterday night.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when they finally moved over the alchohol, spilled a good lot of money too, we got to play our mahjong. i learnt! (thanks to everyone who TRIED to teach me, i know i'm kinda.. slow.)bwahaha. but i'm still confused over the pong thing. and just about everything else. but nevermind, i think i kinda got the gist of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shucks, amanda went on a winning spree and won a whole lot of money. whee, must have been me sitting beside her. drunk people cant play mahjong! :D (or tipsy, either way its still the same) sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we played until morning, then i headed over to macs to join my teamates. had breakfast with yk and zn! haha. i was zonking out. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we tried very hard to sleep outside, but there was this annoying crow that kept making loud calling noises in tune with the music at macs, and i got so pissed cause i couldnt sleep. and when we woke up, the stupid bird stopped. EURGH. idiot thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stoned there until like 8 something then went to cycle around. and visited the jetty, which was rather nice. returned the bikes and went to ber's house! woah. i felt so happy after i bathed. in pt's words, euphoric. everybody fell asleep in ber's room. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went to parkway for lunch, where there's NO MORE FIRE. :D wahaha. we were all pretty much stoned, and went home after that. continued zonking out at tp macs, until jiahui had to learn how to cook a rice burger. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gah, i'm sleepy. goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont believe in the cliched bedbugs biting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113525582301523580?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113525582301523580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113525582301523580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113525582301523580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113525582301523580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/chalet.html' title='chalet.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113472786857353104</id><published>2005-12-16T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:11:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gr gar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i cannot stand this my mother is purposely frying all sorts of nice smelling food, knowing that i cannot eat them. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113472786857353104?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113472786857353104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113472786857353104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113472786857353104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113472786857353104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/gr-gar.html' title='gr gar.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113472772932633212</id><published>2005-12-16T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:33:31.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my will</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just in case i die of stomach flu, or the doctor annouces that i can never eat again and you find my in a puddle of blood with a knife, yeah. go ahead, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;MY WILL&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;FAITH’S ITEMS AND MONEY WILL ALL GO TO HER PARENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER GI PANTS WILL GO THE BEATRICE, HER TRAINING PARTNER THAT WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER GI WILL GO TO JIAHUI, HER TRAINING PARTNER THAT IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER CRUMPLER WILL GO TO WHOEVER MAKES THE HIGHEST BID FOR IT, OR IF NOBODY BIDS, XINGHUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER MAPLE ACCOUNT WILL GO TO HOPE LEONG ENZE, WHO WILL USE IT UNDER STRICT SUPERVISION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER CLOTHES, OR LACK OF IT, WILL GO TO THE CHURCH PEOPLE, AND THEY WILL TAKE WHATEVER THEY WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;HER PENCIL CASE, STATIONARY AND RANDOM ITEMS (LIKE SOCKS&amp;SHOES, SHOEBAG….) WILL GO TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;EEHUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;LYDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, YUMEI AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;VALENCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HER K700i WILL GO TO LYDEEEEEA, FOR CALLING ME A PIG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;SHE WILL BE BURIED WITH HER BELT, BIBLE, CHOCOLATES AND FOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;SORRY IF I DIDNT LEAVE YOU ANYTHING, I JUST THINK YOU HAVE EVERYTHING ALREADY. YOU CAN RANSACK THE ROOM ONCE MY PARENTS ARE DONE WITH IT. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;CHOCOLATE, SWEETS, BALLOONS AND GOODIE BAGS WILL BE GIVEN OUT AT HER FUNERAL, WHICH WILL PLAY GC, THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE. THERE WILL BE NO PEANUTS OR UGLY MINERAL WATER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;YOU CAN DANCE, SING AND GO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; JUST DON’T DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113472772932633212?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113472772932633212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113472772932633212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113472772932633212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113472772932633212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-will.html' title='my will'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113455267282017779</id><published>2005-12-14T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:31:12.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM STILL SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am still super sick. puked ALOT. no solids. nothing except for stinking rice water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have developed a serious phobia for my new phone, whenever i look at it or think about it i have this puke-feeling. now i can add k700i to my list of gastric phobias which includes green pea snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the docs this morning, he was completely useless except to give my medication. he told me i could drink juice. juice=citric acid? gastric is like too much acid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. i could barely make the journey to the docs and back. kept sitting on the benches like an old man, the old man that feeds cats. thats probably why this super fat cat started meowing at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, no food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113455267282017779?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113455267282017779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113455267282017779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113455267282017779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113455267282017779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-still-sick.html' title='I AM STILL SICK'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113448189884872881</id><published>2005-12-13T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:51:38.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SICK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am sick. GASTRIC. FEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the freaking virus is attacking my poor joints. my knees and my hips. the temperature reached a high of 39.3, which is considered okay. cause i've been a frying 40.2 before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love my thermometer. i love my panadol. i just cant stand the acrid taste that lingers in our mouth after you're done puking. nope. not nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i've developed a morbid sense of humor. suspect its the fever that has addled my brains, i got sok-ed. when a helicopter flew past i happily announced to startled family members that we were going to get bombed! and when some innocent neighbour went out to throw the rubbish i declared we were going to be MURDERED. yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to top things of dear auntie visited and dropped of a nice box of dove chocolates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the wonderful commonwealth essay is so damned vague i am left clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there goes my resolution to complete my homework by this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;c'mon, make my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. see you at training on thursday, or not.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113448189884872881?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113448189884872881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113448189884872881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113448189884872881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113448189884872881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-sick.html' title='I AM SICK.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113336056266741549</id><published>2005-11-30T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:22:42.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;training camp sucked, really. because my teamates were few, because i'm injured, because my training partner abandoned my for stingray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should have heard me scream in the toilet just now as the sharp pain seared through my very battered elbow. wonderful pulling! i dont wanna go tomorrow. beatrice is not going, jiahui, zj, jiayu (probably). at least sir didnt think you were heavyweight today! Tomorrow's gonna be like shit. my knee feels like theres a rubberband above it, snapping soon thanks to our frog/star jumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an entire 8 hours of weights, physical training, newaza and tachiwaza to look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love judo (when we dont train)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113336056266741549?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113336056266741549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113336056266741549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113336056266741549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113336056266741549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/11/training-camp.html' title='training camp.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113204041672588208</id><published>2005-11-15T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:40:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports doc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just came back from orchard, not from shopping but from my visit to the wonderful Doctor Low. I gathered up all my injuries and told him there.  He didnt have enough space to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, acc to him, my ankle is rather inflammed, i need to wear an arch cause some bone is growing weirdly. elbow is something wrong too, probably pulling at the tendons shit. my knees are overused and need rest. my hip is real bad and the muscle might be tearing away from the bone and i had to be x-rayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$136&lt;br /&gt;for one pack of medicine and CONSULTATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you if the entire ny and hc judo team goes for diagnosis he doesnt need to work for one month already.&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to go back on saturday to see if i wanna fit the 90bucks arches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUDO IS DRAINING ME DRY.&lt;br /&gt;even if i do get 2years worth of eagles awards it still wont be able to cover my medical fees.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not seeing you guys on thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113204041672588208?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113204041672588208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113204041672588208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113204041672588208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113204041672588208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/11/sports-doc.html' title='sports doc!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-113135932812996033</id><published>2005-11-07T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:28:48.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;updating in school now, where theres no maple to distract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so many things have happened since i last posted so its kinda :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, I'M IN IP! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hahaha. its nice to know i'm going hc, if i pass everything properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the results are supposed to be out tomorrow, heck. but they're so fast i better check the class allocation on the 17th too! lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haven't eaten dinner, just finished training, am hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-113135932812996033?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/113135932812996033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=113135932812996033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113135932812996033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/113135932812996033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112754381410066366</id><published>2005-09-24T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T14:36:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need a break. not that i'm done studying or anything like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm just plain SICK of mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cramming chem stuff! cant rembr those negative ion formulas and whatnots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;who really cares whether they have melting points even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wanna quit school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;CHEM IS CHEEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went for colours award yesterday! haha it was darn boring listening to them talk but yeah, i went there for some lousy iron on thing that said 'west zone colours award 2nd award!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(penny and mel went there for the food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not exactly, but i cant remember. then for the team thing hci is now combined so they have an even longer list than usual so velden stood on stage for like a full 5 minutes before they finished saying everything. then some funny hci people decided they looked cooler without their jackets/coats/blazers whatever you call it and they went up without it. tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and mel started doing math hmk beside me and had to DROP her calculator so the hci girls in front were looking at her weirdly. i was trying not to sleep! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then after the thing FINALLY finished we had to take pictures. so ungentlemanly of acjc and hci! we had to go after them. but then hci had some important people in their photo. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everybodys grown fat! esp. somebody! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nichola's got a fifty buck haircut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wasted 50 bucks in me and ber's opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we tried to refrain from eating, considering we're looking rather FLACCID nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but the guys stationed themselves near the reception table! i think we're (girls) actually more concerned over our loss of muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;judo people are obsessed with muscles! noticed one of my classmates last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112754381410066366?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112754381410066366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112754381410066366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112754381410066366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112754381410066366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/cram.html' title='CRAM'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112713114834590896</id><published>2005-09-19T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:59:08.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EURGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still do not get why the school is so. weird. right not we're choinging SO many projects we dont have time to STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm going to fail. go into o level track. or worse still, RETAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i want to start PROPER studying. cause i dont have all the time in the world anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i'm wasting my time panicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112713114834590896?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112713114834590896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112713114834590896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112713114834590896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112713114834590896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/eurgh.html' title='EURGH'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112687763216577739</id><published>2005-09-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:33:52.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohnooo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ohno. just now in the middle-end of dinner, my uncle called my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my grandmother's sick, like hospital-sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;something about the heart's beating too fast, so the doctor told them to call an ambulance to sgh. and shes been experiencing heart aches and stuff lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so they called my momo and my dad drove them to hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shucks, i'm really worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cause she's like the only living blood-related grandparent left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and then just now when i was bathing my brother (whos seven) and my other uncle called to ask for my momo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pray for her, hope nothing serious happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112687763216577739?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112687763216577739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112687763216577739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112687763216577739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112687763216577739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/ohnooo.html' title='ohnooo.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112686387781037800</id><published>2005-09-16T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:44:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith has chosen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, i've handed in the option form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Chose triple science, despite me liking humanities better, because i think my phys and chem and bio is not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess i wont find out if i regret it untill next year, if i get into ip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Somehow, i'm wishing i get into o-levels. and take phys and chem and lit and geog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A bio short of my ideal combination, but i guess its better than taking triple science and ss and langarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wish they'll let me drop chinese, considering i'm not good at it, at all. and ngohsengkeong just dropped the bombshell on me today. cause theres no ZAOJU and theres no TIANXIEHANZI. which were the two components you can actually study for. so basically this just tests your chinese standard, mine is wayyyy low. sigh, i'm gonna fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;chinese. my downfall to ip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112686387781037800?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112686387781037800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112686387781037800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112686387781037800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112686387781037800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/faith-has-chosen.html' title='Faith has chosen.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112661849997726951</id><published>2005-09-13T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T21:34:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In light of the steadily approaching end-of-year examinations, We have pledged to blog frequently in STANDARD English. Together with my capital letters and appropriate punctuation, and a splash of bombastic words I have only so much of. However, the main and most glaring reason that i am forced to bore everyone who strolls past my blog with such dull stuff is because (as far as i can remember) the last composition we actually WROTE for language arts was in last year's examinations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks for the practice, pt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On to worse stuff jostling for attention in the puny thing between my ears, is the subject combinations. According to pt again, he has latest news that it might be possible to take three sciences and one humans- lit. For reasons unknown to him, its only lit. Or at least for now. But if his source is actually reliable, I'm going for it. Anyway, i was deciding between geog and lit. Geog because i have taken a sudden liking for the subject ever since i got back my last test paper.:D And then i recalled i did pretty well for it last year too, for the written exams at least. Because the geog teacher gave us really low for all the assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And i really have to complete my assignments, well. Because science SIA is due this friday, and is worth 30% of our overall. Or something like that, so i HAVE to start writing the darned poem about casual sex. PHOOEY. I have given up on my non-academic subjects like ite and home econs a long time ago, but i think it'll look much better on the results slip if i scrap a pass. Therefore, i should attempt to do the funny research paper for home econs, and the assignments i owe ms chi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shes the one i'm mortally afraid of now, having owed her the most number of ite assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To quote eehui, i have no more reason to run away from the tsunami hair, anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Its my ambition to fit every other teacher's name into that sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;John mackintosh was in an absolutely hilarious mood today. He kept saying SUGAR! throughout the lesson and become totally shy after we asked him about his girlfriend. He flashed a picture in his wallet really quickly so nobody saw it, and he has a new ring on his fourth finger! Albeit on his right hand. But really, he's the only reason I'll take history next year. (which i probably will not.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112661849997726951?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112661849997726951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112661849997726951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112661849997726951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112661849997726951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/language.html' title='Language.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112644812627983487</id><published>2005-09-11T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:15:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i read yumei's blog. and felt like i evapourated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;guess, i kinda forgot theres chinese essay for homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and its 2213, my brother has just said goodnight to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sorry ngohsengkeong, i guess you'll get the essay one day late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*proceeds to sweat profusely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;somebody PLEASE tell me what homework there is/ was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;before i start breaking out in rashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112644812627983487?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112644812627983487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112644812627983487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112644812627983487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112644812627983487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112644735600412624</id><published>2005-09-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:02:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orange!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm in orange belter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think. the person wouldnt say if we passed or not, but nobody got pulled out, so i guess passed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112644735600412624?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112644735600412624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112644735600412624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112644735600412624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112644735600412624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/orange.html' title='orange!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112618666289258854</id><published>2005-09-08T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:37:42.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i give up. i've reduced to watching happy tree friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after almost a week of ATTEMPTING to study, i've GIVEN up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;phooey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love happy tree friends! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112618666289258854?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112618666289258854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112618666289258854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112618666289258854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112618666289258854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112593140947689087</id><published>2005-09-05T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:51:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to eugenia's cousin's house for bbq for she and her sisters and some other random cousins birthday. penny was late when we met in macs, and we saw eugenia's TWIN. it really really freaked me out, because everything was so similar to eugenia! and i see eugenia every weekday. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to the house place which was actually very far but i think we were all too preoccupied with the sandy slippers we wanted to get there, quick. and we went to steal alot of fishballs and jellly and funny nice stuff to eat. and lament about how fat we were getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the folds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we actually went to the bbq place we didnt eat much (except for jelly) and sneaked off with two cans of beer and a cup of red wine! yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiger classic is nicer than the original :] with its crystal malt shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we started playing dares. i need not elaborate. to all who were FORTUNATE enough to get a call for your darlings, well. it was a handy stress buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to people who didnt appreciate it that much, well. we were amused. to amanda who was watching a movie, sorry! jiangyue was really sporting! but she had piano lesson, we couldnt proceed with the much funn-er part of the prank. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/ber%20and%20penny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i swear it was a dare. bernice sticking her hand up penny's shirt. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/nice%20picture..jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/nice%20picture..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the nice picture of us! not drunk after the beer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112593140947689087?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112593140947689087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112593140947689087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112593140947689087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112593140947689087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/bbq.html' title='BBQ!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112566922835281419</id><published>2005-09-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:58:24.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die X|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Die. die XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;is uppersec history reallly &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and should i take e lit if since i'm already taking LANG ARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and can i take a humanities if i take triple science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;is it hard to pick up bio in jc if i actually take 2 sciences now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;somebody tell me what subjects to take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112566922835281419?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112566922835281419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112566922835281419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112566922835281419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112566922835281419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/die-x.html' title='die X|'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112562767201092664</id><published>2005-09-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T10:21:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fooodie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heheh. okay atan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ij food is way cheap. i bought noodles for like what? 50 CENTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and it was darn nicer than ny food! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the parent volunteers were like super duper nice cause they gave us alot of free food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;spagetti and jelly and drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and we got to eat the TEACHERS DAY CAKE, with the toppings and all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YAY. i felt so full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112562767201092664?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112562767201092664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112562767201092664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112562767201092664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112562767201092664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/09/fooodie.html' title='fooodie.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112549465558237562</id><published>2005-08-31T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:04:05.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>: |</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now the day is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Father bless us everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;See us safely home we pray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thank you for your grace today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the goodbye prayer! we heard it over the PA system, when they were dismissed by eugenie tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went back to ijprimary for teachers day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Very nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met all my form teachers who taught me from p1 to p6. mrs lim siew choo actually recognised us after walking past us three times, i changed alot, according to her. Did i? Also met davina lee, the teacher who took 20 mins to solve a 3mark psle math question. (we timed) she feels old cause we're already sec2, and will soon be sec4. i feel older! and also met mrs morier, after waiting for her for about 2 hours? in which we toured the school. kinda sad to meet mrs morier cause it reminds me how much time has passed since she actually taught me from p1 to p4. she looked exactly the same, (perhaps fatter?) as compared to when i was this tiny skinny blue spectacled thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont believe i was THAT tiny. i stepped on one of the tiny's foot. it wasnt my fault! i couldnt see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met up with cheryl, janice, yaru, heiyi and hweiming! rgs changes people! yaru has become so amusing.janice is the same, really! shes very funnynice. i will miss cheryl yeo when she goes to melbourne, sigh. sniffles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;toured ij! it brought back alot of memories,the music rooms, the bridges, our old classrooms and stuff. And the music room which we used to get scolded by ms nina mark ALOT, still has the poster that says: dont be flat! holds an entirely new meaning for me now. :D we saw our art pieces around, gillian's amazing thailand drawing framed up outside the gym.. And we sat in our old seats, taking pictures with the board and all, we wrote on the already graffitied wall 'P6 Lily '03 our legacy upholds' in VERY small font.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rather sad, cause this might very well be the last time we're visiting the old campus, which holds alot of memories for us. As compared to the new renovated one i probably wont be able to find my way around, much less rembr where i sat. and the structure of the new secondary school part is like a two-block nanyang, very cage. its terribly inconvenient to get from one block to another, soon they will find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;go back there to teach one day? yeah, definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i want to be p6 again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rather sappy me today? haha. i still dont know what subject combinations to take. cause if i do take two sciences, i can only take one humanities, considering the wonderful new ip syllabus. i feel so cheated, taking so few subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112549465558237562?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112549465558237562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112549465558237562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112549465558237562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112549465558237562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_31.html' title=': |'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112532665372316706</id><published>2005-08-29T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:44:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;considering that we've been looking forward to this training ever since nationals ended, its kinda weird knowing that i've finished training for the entire 2005 season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and since we play like four seasons in secondary school, i guess i've finished half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WOAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it feels so EURGHHMPPPF(!cliche.) detached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;part of the legendary batch that helped to clinch 5 championship cups this year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we're definitely legendary! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and we're going to make more history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and now i cant be bothered to do my LA homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;penny's hair looks like astroboy! her reputation is totally GONE. even sir knows now! about what she does in her sleep. tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i still dont know what combination to take. feel like taking triple science, but darned unbalanced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont see myself becoming some zonked zombie calculating science/math, with only ss as humanities. but i dont exactly want to do two sciences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;even if i do, i have no idea if i should take e lit or history. or geog, considering that its supposedly easier to score. but i do like lit and history better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ARGH. i need help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112532665372316706?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112532665372316706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112532665372316706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112532665372316706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112532665372316706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-training.html' title='last training!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112521562823215766</id><published>2005-08-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:53:48.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha, went for training at spans yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was quite cool, i guess. missed church ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there was this whole group of jap people that came and there were PRETTY BOYS! :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and two girls who looked rather young in their gis then when they changed.. woah they looked 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i got a SHOCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the jap guys apparently had this culture where they just STRIP in the dojo! woah, i saw boxers. and what looked like an ass. poor jiahui, she missed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the short pretty boy was very cute! at least to me and audrey :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sir was weird. he kept telling us to turn around cause we were resolutely looking the other way when the japs were stripping. then he started telling zijing why she shouldnt look so lesbian/guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we stole jiangyue's ezlink card. she got pretty flustered! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and we passed it to hindarto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she had to bribe us with two large fries from mos :DD poor thing, so broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AM FAT! *wails*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;momo had a nightmare that i became kingkong sized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think i'm getting too fat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;contact me to join the jian fei club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112521562823215766?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112521562823215766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112521562823215766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112521562823215766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112521562823215766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/jap.html' title='JAP!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-112472027709236782</id><published>2005-08-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:17:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, no matter how much shit we have to go through, we have US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it matters, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cause we'll be there for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(shit) trainings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;punishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;laughter joy fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and today, thanks for letting me cry on you jh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112472027709236782?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112472027709236782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112472027709236782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112472027709236782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112472027709236782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112446214867125379</id><published>2005-08-19T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:36:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHaTS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its an acronym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you can ask me, but i probably wont tell you; why bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i cant stand all this shit anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont think we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112446214867125379?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112446214867125379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112446214867125379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112446214867125379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112446214867125379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats.html' title='WHaTS.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112446188708440824</id><published>2005-08-19T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:31:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-country!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cross-country wasnt THAT badd. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we forced the person who banged into the gate to lead warm-ups at macritchie! :DDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she was SHIT embarrassed. and we made sure we counted SUPER loudly, to worsen it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HEHEHEHEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm actually rather proud of myself, even though we didnt get anything (except for eugenia!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I RAN ALL THE WAY! YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we sprawled around and started practising KATA/GATA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we tried to slide down the hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we did handstands until the vice-principal told us to go home soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we went to tp to go home! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but the run itself was terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112446188708440824?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112446188708440824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112446188708440824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112446188708440824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112446188708440824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/x-country.html' title='X-country!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112403140901033973</id><published>2005-08-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:03:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHEM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YIKES. theres like 73 days to the end of school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i've started counting down. which is slightly more than 2 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, i love my teamates! to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope nothing bad happens (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112403140901033973?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112403140901033973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112403140901033973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112403140901033973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112403140901033973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahem.html' title='AHEM.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9547325.post-112391363883314024</id><published>2005-08-13T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T14:13:58.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And majun and huiru! and yashan cause i just found out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wheeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thank yous to everybody who wished me so/gave me something/IS ABOUT TO GIVE ME SOMETHING! (yumei!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hahahaha. thanks a trillion! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on a rather grave note, i worry for our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have this inkling we're becoming more like the (pardon me for saying so, but.) seniors batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we're starting to bear uncanny resemblances to their batch i fear, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we are not THAT united as the seniors probably think we are, something i hope will change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;really, cause my teamates are the BESTEST friends i'll probably ever have. and we're going to spend 4 years, maybe 6 together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we have to get along well, if we want to win anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope our team doesnt fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112391363883314024?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112391363883314024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112391363883314024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112391363883314024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112391363883314024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112357661197806802</id><published>2005-08-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:36:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M 40 ARE YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes its national day! Haha. While i'm trying to get my break, i cannot help but procrastinate studying for physics test! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have miserably failed all my quizes with like a 5/12 and i have a really bad feeling that i'm not going to do too well for the upcoming test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on a happier note, went to acsi boarding school today for some church thing! was randomly playing badminton while we tried to introduce zihui's erm, training lessons! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i knew she wanted to learn from someone! yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway the guys were super pro, whacking the shuttle. and grunting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm not looking forward to the rest of august, (except 12th!) cause theres a truckload of tests coming up and its sickening stuff like physics and math. theres absolutely nothing to look forward to! although i guess thats how i get the motivation to continue studying and training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think the stress is getting into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;list of things to look forward to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;teachers day! go back to chij!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after EOYs, where i will start living again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;december hols! going to cheryl's house to camp over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FREE TIME during the december hols to do random shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;church camp this december? might be the only time i'm going out of the country!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i shall visit this post whenever i need reminding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112357661197806802?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112357661197806802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112357661197806802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112357661197806802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112357661197806802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-40-are-you.html' title='I&apos;M 40 ARE YOU?'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112351397756562784</id><published>2005-08-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:12:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENNY IS OBSCENE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Penny is obscene. She does funny stuff in her sleepy stupor. For more information, come for thursday's training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Video will be screened, heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well. we had national day celebrations today! we (judo teamates) ran off together to the library in which i attempted to read this weird book on why the male gender is going to go extinct. how sad, we will all become like lizards! but then CMH had to announce over the PA that ALL STUDENTS SHOULD BE IN THE HALL OR AROUND IT. shucks, we had to run back and stone in the very stuffed hall, where the band tried to play weird national day songs. none of which reached the ultimate bimbo level of rui en, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(look! different line! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pheywa for that matter! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I DIDNT WATCH CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY ): wanted badly to though, but the dentist was waiting. Am taking off my braces on the 31st august! i shall not open my mouth for fear of yellow teeth before i clean them! uhuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my retainers cost 680 bucks! yikes. i can almost envision myself tearing them accidentally already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112351397756562784?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112351397756562784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112351397756562784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112351397756562784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112351397756562784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/penny-is-obscene.html' title='PENNY IS OBSCENE.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112337217726307283</id><published>2005-08-07T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:56:02.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gradmag's photo rocked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ask me why? because the cover page photo was of a very blurred me and bernice! so cool right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway gradnight overall was pretty nice. i didnt eat my 35 bucks worth of food, which i vowed to after watching my teamates eat brocoli last year, and last year's was 60 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to put it in melly/smelly's terms, so wasted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and neither did the sec4s cry! me and penny were betting that they would, with amanda the first. but, how unexpected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the performances were okay! ours was one of the best i think. cause the hc guys one was supposed to be funny but none of us understood it. the c boys was.. inunderstandable. hcgirls not bad. ours was GOOOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the presents from the j2s to the j1s were AWESOME. wini should have stayed back two years! really pretty stuff! considering that its 3 juniors to 4 seniors. the sec4s were utterly shocked at our gifts. well, we're UNIQUE! they gave us pretty coke bottles with messages inside and a photo of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how did they make the coke bottles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he dance part was pretty dull. cause none of my teamates were dancing! then amanda was like 'move leh! move leh!', my teamates all ran off to play songs. i realise that the guys like the generally perverse songs like toxic and getting hot in here. well, they seemed to have more fun stripping jackets and looking pretty gay! :D but honestly, at least they could dance. pheywa turned even more bimbo! in a good way, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the slow songs part was more bearable, cause there were actually people to dance with. instead off running off to the bunker to sing stand up for singapore totally off-key with choonmin. heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then we went for post-gradnight celebrations. we were actually supposed to go zijing's house, but last minute change of plans, we went orchard. at 12 in the morning, wanting to sing kbox. BUT BUT BUT the rates were sky high, like 25bucks after you add gst and stuff up. so we went subway and sat there and eat until like 3 then we called a cab back to zijings house and stayed the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;choonmin sneezed the entire night! :))) and penny the CHEEKO decided to tuck in her shirt before sleeping so as to adopt more obscene poses! tsktsk. and everybody's SLEEPING now, and i'm blogging cause i cant get back to sleep after seeing choonmin leave for west coast park. booo.have to go to church later! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;might be late considering i feel like golden pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112337217726307283?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112337217726307283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112337217726307283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112337217726307283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112337217726307283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/gradmags-photo-rocked.html' title='gradmag&apos;s photo rocked!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112316766118568579</id><published>2005-08-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:16:02.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orange-belter to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoho. we spent a good half an hour during training learning kata! we shall be taking grading in september, it will finally match my blog's colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;which i have been wanting to change for quite some time. but cannot find another one. phooey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GOOD NEWS FOR PHEYWA THE BIMBO WHOS SCARED OF BALLOONS! we have almost finished our script but we dont know how to end! we are waiting for the script director to come and HELP(!) us. But you were sick today ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;darn. we are so last minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, am so completely shited. the tests/exams are all coming up! history, geog, science, MATH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my math sucks completely. i dont want to fail again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cleaning the dojo yesterday was EXHAUSTING. it was like our batch with a few people missing and the 2 sec3s. makes 10! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we sprayed the whole place and flooded it and poured floor cleaner everywhere. with the genius wipers and plentiful mops, a result of me and bernice's genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love the wipers :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then the mats were bloody hard to squeeze back into place, we all injured our ankles kicking them. my ankle squealed out to me in ebi/pulling today, gr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we made the sec1s clean the place today! but they ran off before we even left. we were rehearsing gradnight skit. jiangyue and nichola laughed their asses off, it SHOULD be funny, i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gah. choonmin smsed me something about gradnight. i have no idea. tell me what you were talking about okay? i catch no ball DARLING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112316766118568579?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112316766118568579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112316766118568579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112316766118568579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112316766118568579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/orange-belter-to-be.html' title='orange-belter to be.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112298911739612805</id><published>2005-08-02T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:25:17.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese test is OVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Refering to title, CHINESE TEST IS OVER. dont know what i would have done without my teamates.(and their wonderful chinese teachers) also had physics quiz today, FAILED. phooey, should start mugging! its after the national day holidays ]: SUCKS, doesnt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i havent completed my LA homework! what kind of language homework requires you to draw?! About a book like robinson crusoe no less. EURGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;training on monday was one word - MORBID. i have nothing but huge backaches to prove it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sit ups suspended in the air? 100 squats with person your weight SITTING on your SHOULDERS?! tsk, and if running on concrete floors is bad for your knees, think jumping on concrete floors! wahh, we ALL need a break, rather badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nationals has JUST finished, and we're training harder than before already? yes, theres no time to slack cause people will be improving when we do, but sometimes i just want a thursday or monday of school knowing that i will be able to chiong home and rest/sleep/study. and catch up on my multitudes of untouched, overdue work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i rather have a break than watch kungfu hustle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112298911739612805?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112298911739612805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112298911739612805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112298911739612805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112298911739612805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/08/chinese-test-is-over.html' title='chinese test is OVER.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112282148055883106</id><published>2005-07-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:51:20.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why teamates are better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me answer someone's question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why I'm so close to my teammates? Cos we endure all that shit training together. And we shed blood and sweat and whatever else together, we win we cry, lose also cry and we get all that satisfaction out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are like, extremely important to me, and no matter how nice a classmate can be, she'll never understand the satisfaction we got out of our double golds or 5 ippons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would not like to say it, I think my classmates are &lt;strong&gt;mostly&lt;/strong&gt; a huge whinny bunch whom I don't agree with. Penny's right. I don't want to be anymore than hi-bye friends with 203.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for next year. When all that changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Bernice's blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i agree with the middle section. Cause nobody's asking me any question and i'm okay with my class, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But its true how honest to the point of being blunt we are to each other, at least you know we're really close and we feel happy hanging out with each other. Cause your teamates accept you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112282148055883106?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112282148055883106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112282148055883106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112282148055883106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112282148055883106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-teamates-are-better.html' title='Why teamates are better.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112281745316377575</id><published>2005-07-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:10:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH IS GOING TO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FAIL CHINESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am so darn stressed i smsed AMANDA to tell her to meet pheywa after school tmr to show her our item. and amanda's graduating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and smsed bernice 3 times the same message. and choonmin too, even though shes NOT performing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am seriously screwed up :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on a happier note, sonic fest rocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i went on friday, because both sonicflood and planet shakers were playing. i swear it rocked the house down. all you sad sods who missed it (eugenia!) i shall be more than happy to tell you what happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we got lost. we went the wrong way with lydia and her church people. i decided they should be throughly glad that we (i and lydia) went cause we were the only two with maps! so we mainly figured out which way to go. men cant read maps! :D proven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then when we eventually got there it was like two singaporean bands playing then everybody was just sitting down on the grass looking sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then when night fell. planet shakers came on. lydia and me and her church people migrated to wayyyy front. like 3rd/4th row. and it was super duper loud but super good. they actually decided to display lyrics :) and then there was sonicflood. the lead singer was sharing testimony and alot of people were touched i could tell. then because i was in the front people left front and back were falling on their knees and started praying, i felt so awkwardly tall : (lydia was on my right) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but it was generally a VERY good worship. i'm going festival of praise this friday! please tell me EEHUI (who pangseied us for sonicfest) is going. its FREE. you cant miss it. or i shall judo you out of the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;eugenia! you better go too. or i shall keep rubbing it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then on saturday i studied the whole morning until we went out to buy gradnight presents. i assure you its very nice :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and we went to check out the gradnight place. penny was being super chikopek the whole time there and jiahui was trying to hit/kick jiangyue's ass the whole time. (they arranged an ass hitting match on monday after training i think) and pheywa was being an absolutely bimbo the whole time :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shes scared of balloons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway the gradnight place is quite nice lah. and we're probably going to west coast park to spend the night! or just wander aimlessly untill the next morning. or go choonmin's house. whatever! it should be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;remember to bring balloons to scare pheywa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112281745316377575?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112281745316377575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112281745316377575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112281745316377575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112281745316377575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/faith-is-going-to.html' title='FAITH IS GOING TO'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112255978575989624</id><published>2005-07-28T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:09:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hongkies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hello hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The exchange students from hongkong joined our training today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;they were so smart, i wish they were our juniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They learned how to do ogoshi, ippon and osoto in one lesson, rather effectively too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, we watched ghost in the shell for today's sabbaticals! it was rather M18 for violence, nudity and.. themes. well, at least thats what the teacher said. i just found out today that her name's ms tan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was okayy lahh that kind of movie. rather interesting but draggish. and the ending was WAY too abrupt. we're watching the matrix tomorrow! KEANU REEVES. whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hoho. i'm having a splitting headache. and the only thing i did during pft (say pftt!) today was write 10 reasons why eehui should go for sonic fest with us (YOU MUST DUDE!) and play funny pyramidish games on notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and watched the very amusing episode of friends they screened. although i have zlich idea why a 2200 comedy has much to do with PHILOSOPHY. i bet you the teachers just wanted to watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;humph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;training was cooool. with the exception of pt, which was as bad as mondays. the hongkongers were really funny and they talked super loudly to sir in cantonese. it was like being in spans again with the joking/ laughing sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think we must all be total dorks, the way sir talks to us. its like we have never laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I HAVE YOUR GI HOSTAGE KATRINA! i demand ransom :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112255978575989624?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112255978575989624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112255978575989624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112255978575989624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112255978575989624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hongkies.html' title='hongkies!'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112247204046833387</id><published>2005-07-27T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T21:47:20.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grin and bear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Phooey. theres training tmr! Sir's new and improved pt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;us being used as weights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm not looking forward to it AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We're being worked to the bone and nats are just over ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THIS IS SO SHIT ITS SUPPOSED TO BE SLACK CAUSE ITS SABBATICALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but we're like bogged down with a million things including my worst subject - chinese test next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and theres like people making us watch snippets of the matrix and not the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ending off with "how do you know you're in the real world? (and not a matrix)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dude, i know because i know. Doctor evil wont let me figure the word 'matrix' is i was in one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and we were supposed to write a lousy explanation on that and hand it in. gahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;still coughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have a generous array of tags! and i thought looney tunes tissue paper was expensive auntie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112247204046833387?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112247204046833387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112247204046833387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112247204046833387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112247204046833387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/grin-and-bear.html' title='grin and bear.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112221711449536519</id><published>2005-07-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:58:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FEST! i should be going!&lt;br /&gt;all three day passes for 22.50! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kudos to eehui and her church people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Heheh. the past week was terrible. by tuesday i thought it should have been thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was plagued by the flu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and so were some of my teamates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i basically was swimming in a pool of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but. its sabbaticals week! and i'm completely happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cause i SHOULD be going sonic fest! and i'm doing mangamania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you just sit there and watch movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am so looking forward to sonic fest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112221711449536519?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112221711449536519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112221711449536519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112221711449536519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112221711449536519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonic.html' title='SONIC'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112195789476174552</id><published>2005-07-21T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:58:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK x|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WE ARE all shite sick. my teamates, classmates, teachers and seniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i couldnt have passed it ALL to them right. Maybe my teamates, and classmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and seniors, possibly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In between training can see us hurrying to the tissue, which incidentally is very amusing with looney tunes on it, to blow our noses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;t was kinda pathetic, the number of people training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4 pairs doing nagekomi only. Everybody is SICK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sir: Ya'll must take care of yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Us: random person blows nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sir: My children seldom fall sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Us: Three people sniff at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sir: Normal people don't fall sick often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Us: SUPER COUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jiangyue did an amusing impersonation of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The irony of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ANYWAY, i think the sec1s better pull up your socks if you want to win the c cup next year! TRAIN HARDER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112195789476174552?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112195789476174552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112195789476174552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112195789476174552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112195789476174552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick-x.html' title='SICK x|'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112177778386161420</id><published>2005-07-19T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:56:23.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR DOC,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You officially suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How wonderfully caring you are, to bestow upon me the worst cough syrup i've ever tried in my 14 years of asthmatic life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SUCKER ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its silomat. horrible thing, horrible aftertaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;training yesterday left my old injury completely reinjured. No idea how, who, when. But i was limping around after dinner ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;plus i still cannot figure out what exercise left me with muscle ache behind the thighs. i mean normally star jumps have the front of your legs feeling all jelly and unable to walk down stairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But the BACK of my thighs, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;training was WEIRD without the sec4s. like nobody echoing, nobody cheering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And sir had this thing going on about ny-hc relationships, how he disapproved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoho, and showed us the taped video of the channel u programmed concerning the 16 year old guy who jumped down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Rather sad, but hey, tragedies do happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, why was he sleeping with her at the age of 16 huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tsk, so immoral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(have been hearing alot of that word lately yeah?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i can feel the fever in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112177778386161420?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112177778386161420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112177778386161420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112177778386161420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112177778386161420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-doc.html' title='DEAR DOC,'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112166093083099920</id><published>2005-07-18T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T12:28:50.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;TSK. I'm down with the worst flu ever to hit me in one year. Or 14 years, cant exactly remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Between a flu and a fever. shouldnt have bothered to come to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel like shit :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The math sia file simply refuses to be downloaded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its raining piglets, i dont wanna train. So sick. The idea of running with this water pipe of a nose is absolutely terrible. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE TODAY. Am super duper hungry and sick and chinese worksheetless which means i either have to find it or photocopy. AND THE STUPID PHOTOCOPYING THING HAS TO CHANGE TO A NEW CARD, which means i cant use my current one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HELL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112166093083099920?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112166093083099920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112166093083099920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112166093083099920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112166093083099920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112160833128691920</id><published>2005-07-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T22:54:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sniff. Am down with the flu again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Choinging math sia due tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Forgot to bring home geog and history textbooks, despite the fact that tuesday and wednesday are the tests respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The information for the topic is overload, and terribly hard to understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eurgh, this sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Really ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my nose is leaking like theres no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes, i wont need to complete my sucky project! Gr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How cool would it be if tomorrow never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm talking trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hate PHI and your DIVINITY. shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so angsty, me. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm feeling like complete shite anyway. and its almost 11, super tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its the FLU. and my sad lumps of tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sore throat. maybe i shall just pon school tomorrow because i am so bloody sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112160833128691920?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112160833128691920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112160833128691920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112160833128691920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112160833128691920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hoho.html' title='Hoho'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112126100971482524</id><published>2005-07-13T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:23:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARLINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/c%20div%20black%20and%20white3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/c%20div%20black%20and%20white3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; WE ARE THE CHAMPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/C,%20B%20and%20A%20div!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/C%2C%20B%20and%20A%20div%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, B AND C DIV! WITH ALL OUR TROPHIES! ZAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/C%20and%20B%20div.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/C%20and%20B%20div.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;B and C div together! See the lizard behind? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/c%20div%20with%20flag%20the%20wrong%20way!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/c%20div%20with%20flag%20the%20wrong%20way%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I KNOW THE FLAGS THE WRONG WAY! YIKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/1600/c%20div%20with%20yeecheng.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3602/523/320/c%20div%20with%20yeecheng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE THE CHALLENGE TROPHY? YEECHENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/9547325-112126100971482524?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112126100971482524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112126100971482524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112126100971482524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112126100971482524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/darlings.html' title='DARLINGS'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112121517158829974</id><published>2005-07-13T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T08:41:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ROCKED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Totally rocked the dojo! It was super duper coool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hwa Chong was totally over-obsessive over their banners, had about 40 banners, including the 'HUA ZHONG SPIRIT ALIVE!' and the HUGE 'CHENG BA' thing, the 'DREAM' one, and alot of yellow and red logos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nanyang and Hwa Chong totally trashed our opponents! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like 15 bouts, 14 ipons! We rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We won 5 out of 6 championship trophies! Whooha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess the B boys were like really taken aback by the sudden loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But i guess it was undeniable that the RI boys were better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;TRAIN HARDER to win next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, after we took our 'BIG FAMILY PHOTO' and alot of other photos, we went for DINNER! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At ubi, Zhongning's father's restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Took bus 8 there, the guys CHEAT OUR FEELINGS! Say the bus ride 20 minutes, it turned out to be like 40 minutes ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they insisted they couldnt do anything about the jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we visited the toilet TONNES of times, i think 6 times in the dinner, cause everybody wanted to pee, really badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The food was pretty good! Like squid, jellyfish for appetizers, and fish, and SHARKS FIN, and the kind of stuff you eat for your grandmothers birthday party. The expensive kind :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sec4s were being super lame, like 'LOOK AT US FEED THE FISH!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then they put spring onions into the fish's mouth :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then they guys bought red wine and poured it into our championship cups and drank it all up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They paid =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was super cool, cause we were passing the cup around, and we felt super bonded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE MY TEAMATES :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Choonmin got hopelessly drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After two sips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the rest of us drank gulps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that we wanted to go to the Singapore River to TALK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was rather late, we had school the next day, and our bus arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we just went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Choonmin totally zonked, with the 'where are we, when did we get on?' thing. She was sleeping on my gi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did i mention that i dropped it on the WET FLOOR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was really fun, overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda sad that nats is over, and our sec4s are passing out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112121517158829974?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112121517158829974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112121517158829974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112121517158829974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112121517158829974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-rocked.html' title='WE ROCKED'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112104788247105316</id><published>2005-07-11T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T10:11:22.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the bell just rang! its some random sad class that i have to  attend, but will not pay attention to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its art! lim kok boon is a wayyyy cool teacher but i dont exactly do my homework eh? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think rgjudo and nyjudo can be friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;except on the dojo. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112104788247105316?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112104788247105316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112104788247105316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112104788247105316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112104788247105316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-xd.html' title='hello xD'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112099362378783019</id><published>2005-07-10T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:07:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GARH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm in the phrase when i just dont want to do anything, dont have anything to do. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its the worst time possible to have nothing to do - before dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;theres nothng to eat, cant sleep, nobody on msn to talk to. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so sleepy. theres training tmr! hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not supposed to blog about nats but one thing - i think rgs and nygh deserve to be in the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i shall mope around until tuesday is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the super cliched phrase: life's bloody boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont even know what homework there is. how pathetic i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LOOK AT ME. I NEED SOMEONE TO PROVOKE ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not some lousy chilean earthquake to do a ppt slide on, even if it did kill 3000 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SUCKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i cant wait for 12th july, or gradnight, or anything that is remotely exciting to get me out of the school daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on the 8th july, which was team prelims, i was teetering on the verge of a nervous breakdown, hugging everybody in sight, and then screaming and crying like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wonderful day yeah? well, i want to feel human. not zombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;look at stupid school. -faints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;havent touched homework since nats started i think, pre-occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i want my hair to grow longggggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112099362378783019?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112099362378783019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112099362378783019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112099362378783019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112099362378783019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/garh.html' title='GARH'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112074473568918896</id><published>2005-07-07T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:58:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tomorrow's the day we've been training for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rembr the times when pt was so terrible that me and beatrice would encourage each other with: C CUP! JIAYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;man, those were the days when we were kinda obssessed. my training partner that was, sigh. i suddenly feel old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;in less than half a years time, we would be upper sec! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i feel sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pretty depressed. its tomorrow, i really dont want to leave hougang sec feeling like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i want us to win the C cup, our last chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dont screw it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you dont get a second chance in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;even if the referee we get is totally kayu, we better be twice as good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAVE FAITH IN OURSELVES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112074473568918896?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112074473568918896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112074473568918896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112074473568918896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112074473568918896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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-9547325.post-112061832404261579</id><published>2005-07-06T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:52:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mouse spoiled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;suckers! the school's computer's mouse spoiled. and they banned friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the font is like SUPER DUPER BIG amd i'm stuck here sticking my finger into the mouse because miss joanne loo isnt here ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the sounded wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had training last night at spans. SUPER HOT. the weather. i drank a hell lot of tap water. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;teamates were busy recounting how they saw erm, ij lesbians screw each other in mos burgers. heh. me and amanda didnt know where to bury our faces :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so bored. very bad day. two hours of english, one hour of geog, chinese. only good thing is that pe teacher didnt come. but badminton is fun, better than us pitterpattering away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;glugg. team prelims this friday. but i was dropped for a few schools ): at least i dont have to play jiahui. think i'm more relaxed about this cause we actually have an inkling of who we are playing, yeah? but no complacence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jiayou for us! thursday training will be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9547325-112061832404261579?l=darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/feeds/112061832404261579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9547325&amp;postID=112061832404261579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112061832404261579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9547325/posts/default/112061832404261579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkofthe-matinee.blogspot.com/2005/07/mouse-spoiled.html' title='the mouse spoiled.'/><author><name>faith!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00020473261758939222</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></feed>
