<?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-19209241</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:34:39.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monkeying ard :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-114635753557209020</id><published>2006-04-29T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T17:38:55.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coughs real badly.  damnit!!  i know it's aeons since i last step in.  lols!  too bad.  i was more into reading fanfics at fanfiction.net  (:  go there and immerse yourself in e world of fanfic characters.  hahas!!  anws..  i'm here to type my last entry at bloggers (like my last will like tt!!!  mwahahahs!!)  so if u wanna read more abt my life go to -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadjournal.com/~spit7ire"&gt;www.deadjournal.com/~spit7ire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnks!!  anws!!  i must do sth dramatic b4 i leave.  sobs.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I LOVE SHAH RUKH KHAN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  hahas!  find out why in e blog above!!  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-114635753557209020?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/114635753557209020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=114635753557209020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114635753557209020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114635753557209020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/04/coughs-real-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-114371019471272115</id><published>2006-03-30T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T01:16:34.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>donkey yrs since i last stepped in.  did i mention tt CTs' over?!  (:  oh.  miss bintan too.  i know it's donkey yrs ago but still hv to mention.  and.. WE GOT THE PROPOSAL FOR THE HAUNTED HSE!!!  mwahhahas!  i'm gonna change a lot of things now tt i've gotten e proposal for sure.  (:  kkies.  back to haunted hse research.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-114371019471272115?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/114371019471272115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=114371019471272115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114371019471272115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114371019471272115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/03/donkey-yrs-since-i-last-stepped-in.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-114147911823155931</id><published>2006-03-04T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T05:31:58.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  after e excessive numbers of time i bugged my dad to buy e "chronicals of narnia", which he bought like half an aeon ago, i finally, took a look at it today.  i wanted to watch "league of extraordinary gentlemen" but decided i needed sth tt isn't so "heavy" for my stomach.  so after hunting for an extremely long time.  i found "chronicals of narnia" (somewhere still alive.  hahas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.  i was thinking.  where is liam neeson?  i read tt he's supposed to be one of the voices in e film.  hmmms.  i was thinking is he e "santa claus" in e movie?  or is he e voice of Aslan.  hahas!  ohhh.  and i think peter (e eldest son) looks absolutely dashing.  (:  liyi, u shld be proud of me!  i think of every movie i watch, i'll go and like some guy inside.  then i do my research.  sadly.. i've no idea what's he's real name.  lols!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-114147911823155931?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/114147911823155931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=114147911823155931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114147911823155931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114147911823155931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahas-after-e-excessive-numbers-of.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-114078551640507672</id><published>2006-02-24T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T04:55:26.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm freaking pissed with HER. SHE is making me go bonkers. Since the day SHE was born, I was degraded, to be a pauper, a little no-one, lower than nothing in their eyes, from a princess. How I wish I could experience anything like those days once again. But I know, this would just remain as an unfulfiled wish. SHE made my life miserable. SHE made my mother hate me. SHE made my mother tell tales to my relatives about me. SHE took away my parents from me. Yeah, SHE's a baby, SHE needs attention, but don't I need attention as well??? People ask for materialistic shits from their folks, me? I just wish for them to be able to remember my birthday without any reminders, the day my mom brought a new life into this place. Brought me into this world, is it that tedious to remember the day you did? RAAARRRRRR. I only wanted their love and attention. Why can't I get it??!?!?! No one has the right to say that they do love me, 'cause they haven't experienced all this shit. Yeah, I asked for things, but I got none. NOTHING. They always think I have more than enough. I'm sick and tired of using hand-me-downs. I don't see why the rest of them don't have to do so. No one uses hand-me-downs as much as I do, no one gets ignored as much as I do. And after ten idiotic years of trying, I just realised that I had used the wrong way of attracting their attention. Getting super good grades, being praised by teachers in report books, having good conduct, trying to help out and doing all that shit. ALL FOR NOTHING. NOTHING. Absolutely NOTHING. Nothing works, the reason is so clear, they simply don't have me in their hearts. I'm just a little no-one. SHE just opened her mouth and requested for something and they got it for HER. Great huh. Why?!?!?!??? My grades are better, my behaviour is better, I am older. Theorectically, I need more things. But I get none. NONE NONE NONE. WHY ME. I just wanna know why me?!?!?!??? What the hell have I done?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!???? Somebody please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tt's my sister's (xiao wei's) entry on e episode. u know what? xiao rui wanted a (i) hand phone, (ii) transmitter radio, (iii) she'll think abt this ltr. then daddy went to ask his friend where to get a radio transmitter. his friend said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where got kids nowadays want a radio when they can get a mp3 player?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what? my dad got xr a mp3 player. and it's like xw and i dun even hv one! idiot! and best of all, her burfday is on e 23rd of may! when is it now?! it's not even march! much less may!! mummy said tt she can't hv a handphone coz i got mine when i'm sec3, with xw whose sec1 at tt moment. so mummy was saying tt she can only hv it when she's in sec sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fr this incident i've learnt sth. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;parents are so damn good at lying.&lt;/span&gt; they can tell u sth and then just do another. xw got 10 points for O levels and they didn't even get her anything. xr was merely whining and she got a mp3 player. at least when i passed my O levels, they said they'll get a vcd player. and mind u.. it was installed only when i'm in yr 1. well into yr 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun care abt what they promise. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it's all a pack of lies.&lt;/span&gt; who say tt whatever adults say hv more weight and authority. it's just words. words tt dun even mean anything. it's always e ygest. its always e eldest. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;why can't u guys just rmb xw's burfday for once?!&lt;/span&gt; how many yrs alr?! really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sometimes it make pple wonder why u bother carrying ur child for 9 mths and then forget e birthdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-114078551640507672?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/114078551640507672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=114078551640507672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114078551640507672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/114078551640507672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-freaking-pissed-with-her.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113961715331251949</id><published>2006-02-10T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T16:19:13.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lil black bird died.  ):  my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113961715331251949?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113961715331251949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113961715331251949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113961715331251949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113961715331251949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-lil-black-bird-died.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113810437402552418</id><published>2006-01-24T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T04:06:14.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grins widely!!  ms loh isn't here today agn.  ideal was so upset i guess.  he was saying things like "no life", "so boring", "where is she?!?!?"  (:  we'd 3 periods of econs today.  since our class split into 2, my grp (which only hv 6 pple!!) went to e lib.  tt's just e 1st period.  e next 2 periods coz very bored if we stay in lib so decided to stay for mr chee's lesson in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mr chee's teaching!  i think he is so much more fun and funky!  (:  somehow, mr chee was talking abt his pri sch days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: .. i was talking and talking at my seat when my teacher came along and made me eat a chalk.&lt;br /&gt;(yeps, u read correctly, he ate a piece of chalk!!  (: )&lt;br /&gt;class: wows!!!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: well, if tt ever happens to my boy (bangs e table then glare ard for emphasis) i'll make sure my letter reaches e highest person in MOE. &lt;br /&gt;class: hahas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnations!!  he's so funny la!  some of us were discussing to go visit mr chee's hse for CNY!  and see his adorable lil baby boy.  i wonder if he's a baby or a toddler now.  i think it's toddler.  coz like e yr b4, i saw this cute lil baby boy's pic as mr chee's desktop pic.  so cute right~!  hehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkies, then i heard fr mr chee's class pple (actually, i heard fr ima and soofrina) tt during mr chee's lesson on monday, he was talking abt some rumours and whatnots.  then ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: .. rumours are normally not true..&lt;br /&gt;ideal: so mr chee!  are u saying tt e rumour tt soofrina likes you is not true?!  are you saying tt i don't like ms loh?!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: (fr what ima describe) frozen.  stared a while.  stuck.  (: &lt;br /&gt;soofrina: throwing daggers at ideal.  hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tt's so funny!  i was laughing really loudly in e morning.  lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what happened today during mr chee's class agn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: i'm sure you know this!  it's in ur sec 1/2 geo!!  "e judicious identification of s_ _ _ _ s _ industries"&lt;br /&gt;rosne: what's e second letter?&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: su_ _ _ s_&lt;br /&gt;rosne: what's e third letter?!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: laughs!! tt's not hang man if i told u everything!!&lt;br /&gt;me: L!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: draws one line for e hang man :(&lt;br /&gt;ibrahim: M!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: draws another line for e hang man  :(  i'm sure you guys know this word!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: (muttering w huda abt what on earth word is tt) hahas!  e only thing i can think of is "sunrise" but where got sunrise inds?!&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: i heard e word!  xiao xuan what did u say just now?!&lt;br /&gt;me: (faints!) sunrise?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;mr chee: (looks stuck for a while) YESH! TT'S CORRECT!&lt;br /&gt;me: ROFLS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahahahs!  i think econs is so fun la!!  (:  i miss mr chee!!  no more mr chee tmr!!  rahhhs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113810437402552418?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113810437402552418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113810437402552418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113810437402552418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113810437402552418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/grins-widely-ms-loh-isnt-here-today.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113792108458403410</id><published>2006-01-22T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:11:24.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The Wonders Involving Nostalgic Studying (TWINS)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The royal pranksters bearing the names Ping Pong and Pong Ping (also known as Marauders) will take full responsibility of the contents below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall take into consideration that since the approaching disaster (also known as A-levels) is reaching in 9 months time, these restrictions should be addressed to with zest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i)                   The studying of relevant materials after school until 1745 hours, preferably in the 2nd level of the school library.  With the exception of Wednesdays and Fridays as Marauder Pong Ping have CCA.  Full studying sessions will take place after the passing over of CCA responsibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii)                 Computer usage of only 3 hours per week, please abide to this strictly or be prosecuted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii)                Marauder Ping Pong sleeps from 2230 to 0500.  Marauder Pong Ping sleeps from 2100 to 0430.   Please do not disturb at the above stated timings.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv)                Regarding TV viewing, Ping Pong is allowed to watch one hour of Charmed per week from 2030 to 2130.  Of course, one movie per week is also acceptable.  Poor Pong Ping does not like to watch TV unless it’s on weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v)                  Picnic style of food consumption in school.  Pong Ping is in charge of fruits (example, apples or oranges).  Then each Marauder brings her own lunch and whatnots.  Please remember that less carbohydrates and fats in food is deem to be healthier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vi)                Finance management of 2 dollars each day.  Offenders will be severely punished (example, no more pocket money for the next day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vii)               Printing of past year papers from the library will be done only after the completion of the previous booklet.  Each subject will have one booklet printed first.  Marauder Ping Pong’s Dad will help us bind the booklet in his office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(viii)             Penalties are unavoidable if the regulations stated are neglected.  Bear in mind that any late-coming in studying a certain topic/chapter will cause less time to be spent on other topics/chapters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ix)               The completion of revision of all year 1 and 2 topics is forecasted to be in early May.  Marauders are to ensure that during June holidays, ample time is spent on the printed booklets of past year papers.  Library will be an ideal place for studying during the holidays and of course, catching up with one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x)                 MOTIVATION RATE MUST NEVER FALTER!!!  (:  We will motivate one another in horrible times like this (approaching disaster of A-levels is bad enough already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(xi)               Pong Ping would like to comment that although this is not a rule, it is our ambition to be admitted into NUS for the faculty of Arts &amp; Social Science, preferably into the Psychology course.  Thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly presented to you by Messrs Ping Pong and Pong Ping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________     &amp;     ____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;isn't this adorable?!  (:  i simple can't wait to do all these stuff and scare e hell out of myself.  it's in 9 mths time!  rahhhs!  i'm gg to die!!!  wails!!  hmmms.  i've to visit liyana aka pongping and poksy's blog.  i still hv lots of things nt done!  i'm so gg to die.  grins!!  (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113792108458403410?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113792108458403410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113792108458403410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113792108458403410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113792108458403410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/wonders-involving-nostalgic-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113788342505509545</id><published>2006-01-21T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:43:45.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  i'm in this page for a long long time yet, didn't type anything.  coz i'm typing e timetable for e marauders.  lols!  just like moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs in harry potter.  anws, liyana and i are hv this "kingdom worth of proposal" called "The Wonders Involving Nostalgic Studying (TWINS)".  we are aka marauders.  nice what e word!  (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.. i was typing out e contract.  we muz sign somemore.  but i think it's damn cute esp all e DOs and DON'Ts.  (:  w this.. we are bound to finish all e yr 1 and 2 topics by early May, start e fulltime doing of past yr papers by june hols.  of coz, while discussing this, we were also talking abt hving a class outing in june to sentosa agn!!  i'm so gonna &lt;3 this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went out w xue &amp; pok.  damns!  we can't find a nice top!  (or rather, i was really picky)  but who cares, we are gg back to westmall's giodarno to get e racerback top w a cute pic of piglet in front.  and we're gonna wear tt to ms wee's hse!  she's gonna comment on this man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pok &amp; xue:  u know what we talked abt in KFC?  abt e conversation pok overheard in e mrt on her way home w e rest of e pple?  guess what?  i was thinking abt it.  actually, i was expecting sth like tt to happen.  so i wasn't really bothered by it.  at tt moment when u told me, i was sad la!  but now it's like nth.  hahas!  i shld hv known.  muz get immuned to all these things after StC!!  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113788342505509545?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113788342505509545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113788342505509545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113788342505509545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113788342505509545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/hahas-im-in-this-page-for-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113668136002772551</id><published>2006-01-07T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T16:49:20.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! LOLS!!!! there's this fan listing grp tt's for remus lupin. guess what it is? it's called S.P.E.L.L and it stands for Society for the Prevention of Ending Lupin's Life! so cute la! hahas! so what am i doing now? i'm .. i was up in e morning at 6. then did lots of erm.. drawing and whatnots. b4 coming online to look for pics of wolves. (did i ever mention tt i absolutely love wolves?) kkies. then fr searching for wolfie pics, i went on to search for info on remus. :) damnations! i love all this rhetorications! nuts i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the SPELL's affiliations are there's S.O.S which stands for SQUASH OLD SNAPE or save our snape. i of coz wld dearly prefer the former. and last but not least, they hv this CUB affiliate too, which is CRASH UMBRIDGE BRIGADE!!!  mwahahahas!!  so adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dead.  just a few more days.  and i'm gg to die terribly.  welldone.  did i add?  "it's all a pack of lies".  hahas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113668136002772551?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113668136002772551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113668136002772551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113668136002772551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113668136002772551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg-lols-theres-this-fan-listing-grp.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113662590183310871</id><published>2006-01-07T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:25:06.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so xw had finally finished her orientation.  i was so pissed off w e entire bunch of Orians who were just outside my class cheering and cheering like there's no tmr while i'm just inside studying.  and they took e chairs.  lols!  but tt's alright i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xw's currently at taka's art friends to get some stuff for me.  there goes all e money i'd saved this week.  hahas!  "coming soon" real soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of changing my blog skin.  i kinda like this.  i want to find sth tt looks like this then.  hahas!  anws.. just wanna say tt whatever i write here is like rubbish i think my dJ (deadjournal la) is a much better blog altho i can't change e backgrd and hv cool skins like this.  hmphfs!  kkies, off to look for skins!  (sounds as if i can like change my real skin as and when i like.  lols!!  :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113662590183310871?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113662590183310871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113662590183310871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113662590183310871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113662590183310871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-xw-had-finally-finished-her.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113620458121109651</id><published>2006-01-02T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T04:23:01.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSS!!!  there goes my hols.  and guess what?  i've been naughty this hols!  i didn't study AT ALL.  mwahhahas!  well done.  just when A-lvls are coming for me.  hmphfs!!  (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.. i've found out tt i'm NOT gg to be in e grd floor next yr!  i was hoping to get a grd floor class so tt i can just stroll to e canteen.  BUT NO!  i got e second floor.  just above e "supposed" class rms tt i wld damn wanna be in.  hahas!  but nvm!  i pray hard tt someone (or me, i dun mind too!) will break their leg in class next yr.  this means tt i'll get e grd floor class rms  :)  mwahahas!  man, i'm evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bugger.  dJ's down.  so i'm here agn.  i know i know.  i hvn't been updating my dJ.  but i'm updating here so tt i can back-date my entries ltr in dJ  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST SAW STH IN E NEWSPAPERS YTD!!!  LIAM NEESON IS IN CHRONICLES OF NARNIA!!!!  faints!  so, i've set up an appointment to watch e aboved mentioned movie w yinghuan, shiyi and xW this week.  someday.  just one of e days.  lols!  yinghuan's an OGL.  xW's attending SA's orientation.  shiyi and i are both waiting for them.  hahas!  anws.  i found out tt david w thewlis (remus lupin) and liam neeson (qui-gon jinn) were in e same movie!  and tt's KINGDOM OF HEAVEN!!!  david was e hospitaler.  tt's what e article said anws.  of coz, we know tt liam's e king of (god-knows-how-to-spell-this-word).  hehs!  pardon my rhetorications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know do you know do you know?!?!?!?!  there's this new show at kids central!!!  it's called "Groom My Room".  contestants can "groom" their rms within 3 days, w 2 lifelines, and they'll get 100 bucks extra if they can keep to e rules.  then e interior designer to help them was this guy called jeff.  HE LOOKS LIKE REMUS LUPIN!!!  swoons!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113620458121109651?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113620458121109651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113620458121109651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113620458121109651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113620458121109651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/rrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113612488426229951</id><published>2006-01-01T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T06:14:44.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  guess what?  today yinghuan, shiyi, auntie, uncle and someone else (if i'm correct, it's their cousin) came to my hse!!!  (:  coz (i) e comp was down  (ii) i loaned shiyi my calculator for her NTU exams.  (:  hahas!  then when they came, we asked uncle to teach us mahjong!  lols!  so funneh la!  we were playing in e afternoon, and at night too.  who cares anws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.  i'm just so sad.  damnit.  i dun give a damn anymore.  just do whatever you want.  i'll just rot here.  hahas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113612488426229951?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113612488426229951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113612488426229951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113612488426229951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113612488426229951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2006/01/hahas-guess-what-today-yinghuan-shiyi.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113577719607222774</id><published>2005-12-28T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T05:39:56.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my comp is working agn!!  yays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113577719607222774?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113577719607222774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113577719607222774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113577719607222774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113577719607222774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-comp-is-working-agn-yays.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113574444473117434</id><published>2005-12-27T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:35:03.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spelling Nazi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 92 Spelling smarts! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Okay so you've either cheated, or you know all the vocabulary rules by now. "I before E, except after c." bla bla bla. Great job. You know how to spell, and you might be a bit anal retentive about it too. Not a bad thing mind you, but I get picked on for it. An answer key is what you're after? &lt;a href="http://quizanswerkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://quizanswerkey.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/184/152/18415372695710878840/mt1122393072.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;rev and i did this.  hahas! &lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113574444473117434?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113574444473117434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113574444473117434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113574444473117434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113574444473117434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/spelling-nazi-you-scored-92-spelling.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113574242683916587</id><published>2005-12-27T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:00:26.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi skinnnnnnnnny!!!!  &lt;-rev.  oh ya.  i forgot to intro this damsel beside me.  her name is rev.   damn, she's irritating.  `(~fine, so nice)  hahas!  but anws, she was telling me to update my blog coz it's so dusty here.  hahas!  okies fine.  she's trying to interrupt my peaceful typing of entry.  :)  kkies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: at least i'm helping you w your spelling. &lt;br /&gt;me:  :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkies.  so what happened for e past god-knows-how-many-days.  we went to ms wee's hse to see her CUTE LIL BABY BOY!!!  wanna see?  hahas!  hvn't upload yet.  coz my comp is down.  tt's  why i'm at rev's hse!!!  duh~!  kkies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: so you come here to use my comp and not to see me? &lt;br /&gt;me:  yups!!!  (: &lt;br /&gt;rev: /smacks my hand.  SO BADDD!!!!!  so bad!  &lt;br /&gt;me:  hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to e topic.  baby was cute, handsome, yadah yadah.  but still.  i still like e baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: e baby was cute, unlike you. &lt;br /&gt;me: ya la!  so bad to me!  abuse of e damsel's most helpful imp.  hmphfs!!!&lt;br /&gt;rev: laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, who were there?  farid, huda, xue, luq, ningma, amanda, claris, shirlyn, jasmine, tuankiak and me!!!  moi!!!  (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: ya okie fine. &lt;br /&gt;me: coughs real badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kies, we were walking and running towards e hse.  well, pple in front seem to be running leaving ningma, xue and i behind like some slow coaches.  what to do.  irritating brats.  walk so fast for what?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: walk so fast?  think what? marathon? race?  stupid!&lt;br /&gt;me: i agree. &lt;br /&gt;rev: whoever who reads your blog is gg to hate me&lt;br /&gt;me: i agree too.  hahas!  (:&lt;br /&gt;rev: i hate you as well, bcoz you are writing this. &lt;br /&gt;(she changes her mind)&lt;br /&gt;rev: i dun hate you.  how i can i hate my darling skinny imp.  (:  eh, "skinny imp" tt's sucha cute nickname!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: /changes my nick to "skinny imp" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop all the damsel-ish digressions!!!  we drank some drinks, carry e baby boy (i carried too!!!! e first!), took plentiful of photos!   :)   afterwhich, i went to bugis w tuankiak, luq, farid and huda.  i need to (SUPPOSED TO) meet rev at bugis, (or rather,)  SHE'S SUPPOSED TO GET ON E TRAIN AT TIONG!!  but.. as usual, e damsel nv got onto e train unless it's far far away fr e stop tt's she's supposed to get on.  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: it was raining okies!  u cannot blame me!  then i was scared to run after e bus coz it's slippery. &lt;br /&gt;me: hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;rev: ya whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;kkies.  in e end, i waited for e damsel at bugis. i stoned.  and i greeted her w a very very black face.  and she felt ttly guilty and she nv felt this guilty b4.  but after seeing her i was so damn happy.  rev always brightens up my day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(as narrated by rev, it hv nth to do w me!!!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to walkwalk.  we went to "lovely land" and "A`NBC" (:  to look for x'mas prezies.  damnations.  so tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev:  (picks up e phone to call priya)  do you hv to type everything i do?!  (gets up to take her hp now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.  i was hungry.  rev was torturing me by saying tt she dun wanna eat lunch.  being her one and only skinny imp, i've to be "skinny" to be her imp.  so i was being obedient in short, i skipped my lunch too.  BUT in e end,  we'd cravings for e sweet potatoes and chicken fr bugis village.  hahahs!  walked there to eat.  or rather, take-away.  walked back to bugis and did some more walkings.  finally, me being e "maid of e day" had to take all e prezies back to wrap for rev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: ur always my maid!!&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm liyi's maid too.  i'm stcmb's maid too.  hmphfs&lt;br /&gt;rev: so it's not "maid of the day" it's "maid of the century"  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkies.  went home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT DAY..&lt;br /&gt;i quarrelled w tt irritating bitch of e century, my sister namely xw.  well done and congrats, you hv managed to piss e hell out of me.  thnk u so much. merci beau coup.  i shall keep tt in mind and MIND YOU!!!!!!  i'll rmb tt for e end of my centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, i really pity all e hsewives on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: (currently reading e msges in my hp) there's nth to read!  it's so boring!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue fr above, imagine me hving to do all e f***ing hsewk for 2 mths and you being e "scholar" shld also help!!!  i dun care if u got e scholarship or not!  it's only right tt u shld  sometimes help w e hsewk and not help ONLY when daddy or mummy is ard kies!  i'm not meant for bullying purposes!  i do hv my life too!  so ur e only one who can go out w/o daddy, mummy or popo's nugging!  whenever i want to go out, i've to do all e hsewk 1st b4 i can even step out of e hse.  u?!  no!!! u just step out as and when you like!  IS THIS FAIR?!  no!  nth's fine in this whole wide world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: now, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, on a more happier note, REV IS BESIDE ME!!  (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to grumpy stuff, as i was saying, xr is following xw's footstep.  i've no comments on whatever stuff u guys wanna do.  i just lead my life and i just keep quiet.  isn't tt gd?  i always keep quiet when i'm hurt.  sad.  whatever.  who can give me a hug?!  hmphfs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: (continues reading e hp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.  what's next?  VERONICA'S X'MAS GATHERING!!!  (:  i miss tt freaking human! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: you wanted to say sth else! &lt;br /&gt;me:  ..&lt;br /&gt;rev: only i know what u wanted to say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st we met at tiong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: this time i was early okie!&lt;br /&gt;me: i was earlier than u!!&lt;br /&gt;rev: i got there b4 e meeting time and u were too early!&lt;br /&gt;me:  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;rev: you forever "hmphfs" lor, you got no other reactions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to JP.  bought some more stuff to "enhance" veron's prezie.  hahas!  then met rita b4 we walked to veron's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man mans, so crowded!   like terrible!  all her JC friends were there.  i think it's her classmateys.  but anws, sharon low and shareen were there too.  i thot i wld see sally john too but nopes, she's not there.  anws, there was bryani rice w chicken, mutton and whatnots.  e JC pple started playing uno.  we gathered ard e sofa and started taking photos and chatting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: and i've nv seen you so vain.&lt;br /&gt;me: really?&lt;br /&gt;rev: coz every photo i took then you'll say not nice, tak agn.  usuallly I'M THE ONE saying take agn!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: what to do?! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmms.  then we craps and watched 10 mins of Princess Diaries b4 we left.  hahas!  rev went to her auntie's hse at dover while i met daddy at tiong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;i met kwanzie and liyi at stcmb  (:  mr wong still rmbs me but he only know it's "xiao..."  then jacinta had to say "xx!!!"  so tt mr wong rmbs me as "xiao xuan".  sighs.  anws, by e time i arrive, they went out for lunch.  by e time i left, they came back for band -.-''  sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rev: it's like crazy la.  8-5.  i think we went thr worse.&lt;br /&gt;me: of coz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmphfs.  after which, we left for town to meet surong at dhoby gaut.  (rev spells wrongly.)  anws, after meeting surong.  we met agnes.  then we met eunice.  hahas!  so in e end, one big grp of 6 pple went to take neos at cine.  (:  then eunice left w her bf.  so all of us went home.  sighs.  i left my x'mas prezie fr kwanzie in kwanzie's bag!  sobs!  it's a chip and dale crystal ball w glitters flying inside.  !!!!!!  rahhhs!!!!!  kkies..  rev's bored.  i must end here.  ciaos.  wait till my comp is up then i'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113574242683916587?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113574242683916587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113574242683916587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113574242683916587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113574242683916587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi-skinnnnnnnnny-rev.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113491139924758878</id><published>2005-12-18T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T05:09:59.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesh yesh.  dJ's down.  tt's why i'm blogging here.  hmphfs.  as i was saying.. shiyi, yinghuan and auntie came over today.  hahas!  shiyi got this levi's jean for xW and i!  of coz, we're sharing it.  same size what.  just tt my butt is bigger.  gulps.  anws.  i was so tired!   :(  i wanna play badminton but alas, no.  xW's gonna collect her scholarship tmr.  me dun hv bursery coz hse income more than $3000 per mth.  both of us hv eagles but need to go sch to collect.  xR got gd progress.  hahas!  family full of this stuff.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired coz i painted my door frame.  daddy was watching me paint.  not bad kies.  this entire hols was spent on mopping floor, washing e windows, painting, chopping of vegetables.  and guess what?  i'm e only idiot doing it.  asked xW to mop floor, she claims tt e floor is perfectly alright.  can mop next time.  and when next time comes, she said she's tired so she didn't mop, she sweep.  damnations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xR is also e same.  well done.  i'm sucha idiot.  and know what?  popo, daddy and mummy chose to tap into this "weakness" of mine so tt they can get things done.  great!  i'm sucha loser.  hmphfs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113491139924758878?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113491139924758878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113491139924758878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113491139924758878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113491139924758878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesh-yesh.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113482999665595881</id><published>2005-12-17T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T06:33:16.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  went to town today w xR, xW and mummie.  i was checking out all e stuff for x'mas prezie.  damnations.  i thot spotlight 'll hv copper sheets!~  BUT NO!  they dun hv anything like tt.  i was looking at this whole rack of papers, (which are made to look some how metallic).  i realized tt it's just paper.   metallic looking paper.  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to buy 2 blouses for popo!  she liked e one tt i chose for her!  yays!  mwahahahs!  xR was jealous!  hehs!  too bad.  it's me.  what to do?!  (:  kkies, i wanted to watch lotr.  but now i'm just reading fanfic on lupintonks.  (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever mention tt i've read 75% of e fanfics under starwars, under qui-gon jinn.  e rest of e 25% i didn't bother reading coz (i) they are not worth it, (ii) it's slash.  hahs!  so i'm now starting on lupintonks.  out of 35 pages, i've read 21!!  so it's like.. just a while more and i'm done. but not to worry!  tt's just fanfiction.com.  just hv this harry potter webby which i've not started at all.  (:  i just realized tt most of the lupintonks fanfic are less then 100 words.  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, of coz, there's some which are in the 15000+ words.  but tt's a lil too wordy.  it's alright.  i've all e time in e world to do tt  (:  lols!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113482999665595881?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113482999665595881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113482999665595881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113482999665595881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113482999665595881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahas-went-to-town-today-w-xr-xw-and.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113438926935116729</id><published>2005-12-12T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T04:07:49.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nownow!  ur gonna laff!  liam neeson aka jedi master qui-gon jinn from starwars is 1.93m.  then david thewlis aka professor remus john lupin from harry potter is ALSO 1.93m tall!  :)  gosh!  so accurate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113438926935116729?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113438926935116729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113438926935116729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113438926935116729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113438926935116729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/nownow-ur-gonna-laff-liam-neeson-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113429355323558684</id><published>2005-12-11T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:32:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i was saying! hahas! tuankiak sent me this email abt this lady who found this guy during someone's funeral cute.  but alas, she forgotten to ask for his number.  she tried hunting for him but cldn't find him.  then she killed her sis.  e qn is, what's e motive.  i mean!  e ans is so simple!  she wished tt he'll appear at e funeral agn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked tuankiak if he got e correct ans, he said no.  then he threatened to call e police!   hahas!  i was like "YOU BETTER BE EXTRA NICE TO ME.. ELSE!!!!"  :)  such spastic emails can really work up nerves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113429355323558684?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113429355323558684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113429355323558684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113429355323558684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113429355323558684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-i-was-saying-hahas-tuankiak-sent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113427065377552676</id><published>2005-12-10T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:10:53.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahs!  new skin!  nice right?  i spotted it for quite a long time.  but didn't really liked it b4.  but NOW~!  i &lt;3 it!! hahas!  mwhahahahs!  am i an idiot?!  YESH I AM!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnations!  fanfic rawks my life ttly.  makes my life more interesting coz it's down in e dumps recently.  well.. kinda i guess.  just some light here and there.  not much.  but still.  happie enuff!  i'm feelin much better now since i fainted ytd.  hahas!  SCARED E HELL OUT OF MY MUM!  uncle was bathing when i fainted and he came running out w soap in his ears.  mwahahas!  but i'm alright.  alrightey now!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm rambling.  no no.  my stomach's rambling.  i can't ramble.  i can only sprout rhetoric sentences out to annoy pple.  I'M GG FOR LUNCH NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113427065377552676?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113427065377552676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113427065377552676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113427065377552676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113427065377552676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahs-new-skin-nice-right-i-spotted-it.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113412453286992222</id><published>2005-12-09T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T02:35:32.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SA/SAI/saintgirl11/1132886348_upin_hppoa.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8d7599c)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remus LupinYou are looking for someone sweet, intelligent, and&lt;br /&gt;understanding.  Although he may have big&lt;br /&gt;troubles to overcome, with you by his side this&lt;br /&gt;wolfman will at least have a non-judgmental,&lt;br /&gt;loving romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/saintgirl11/quizzes/Who%20is%20your%20Harry%20Potter%20love%20match%3F%20(for%20girls)/"&gt; Who is your Harry Potter love match? (for girls)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas!  my first reaction to this was "YESHHHHHhhhhhh~!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting this actually. &lt;br /&gt;remus was e tops la!  23% got this result and it's e highest ranking. &lt;br /&gt;followed by e twins, fred and george at 15%&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 remus lupin!!!  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113412453286992222?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113412453286992222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113412453286992222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113412453286992222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113412453286992222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/12/remus-lupinyou-are-looking-for-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113325609725771856</id><published>2005-11-29T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:21:37.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!!  irritating day!  damnations kies!  i dun see why syarif just dun understand the meaning of a "team".  he asked ms peng (lab teacher) what time e lab opens.  ms peng says tt she'll be there at 0630,  officially starts at 0700.  then syarif went to say, "why dun we start at 0700?"  then i counteered w "you know our grp is famous for late-coming". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.  every session of aroma chem (excluding e first one) syarif was late.  tt includes e rest of my grp too.  i was late once too.  today's session starts at 1000.  i was there at 0945.  e next was syarif at 1020.  then wenyu at 1030.  tresa was e last.  it's like.. this is NORMAL behavior for them.  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as we were extracting e scent, he went on to adding in new scents which we did not discussed abt.  i know it's gd.  but sometimes, certain scents are really out of point.  or rather, it doesn't really smell nice.  (my opinion, that is) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting my thumbdrive today.  well, i got it alr.  e pt is, i'm supposed to get it in sch.  then i'd to meet luq at marsiling.  hmphfs.  nvm.  on account of his cute lil siblings.. damnations!  they are adorable!  comparable to gaurav!  his K1 sister is damn cute la!  mwahahahs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growls.  my stomach.  i was rushing to finish up e business proposal while wenyu was doing e slideshow.  then i rush over to marsiling.  grabbed some bread fr e bakery.  :)  ate it all e way back.  raining and i'm eating.  crossing e road, i'm still eating.  all e way till the front door of my hse.  lols! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gg m'sia on thurs.  yet.. there's no feeling of excitment gg overseas.  given tt i hardly go overseas.  hehs!  still.. no excitment.  i'm just busy downloading songs agn.  lols!  just viewed two videos.  damnations!  god i wish i'm as gd as tt!  hmphfs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113325609725771856?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113325609725771856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113325609725771856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113325609725771856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113325609725771856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahas-irritating-day-damnations-kies-i.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113313821000627640</id><published>2005-11-27T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T16:36:50.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  this is e week man!  i'm gg to ipoh and penang!  mwahhahahs!  finally finally!  :)  somehow or another, i managed to pack my bag within 15 minutes.  for 4 days and 3 nights.  lols!  well.. just the clothoes only.  all rolled up and stuffed into my travel bag!  hahas!  actually, i asked mummy to roll it for me.  i can't roll it well enuff so tt there's no crumples along the way.  hehs!  e power of motherhood (i'm refering to my mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to shiok now!  so long nv talk to her alr!  it's like i used to be so close to her last time!  heading to tiong or great world to jalan jalan and crap.  w rev and e rest of e horn sect.  so much tt mardi always complain tt it seems i belong to e horn section instead of e bones.  lols!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113313821000627640?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113313821000627640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113313821000627640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113313821000627640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113313821000627640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahas-this-is-e-week-man-im-gg-to-ipoh.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113301527093093444</id><published>2005-11-26T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T06:27:50.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  i've this really cool marching band medley from drumline!!  it's FANTASTIC!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113301527093093444?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113301527093093444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113301527093093444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113301527093093444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113301527093093444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahas-ive-this-really-cool-marching.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113292685469462685</id><published>2005-11-25T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T05:54:14.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine day today was.  hmphfs.  Seriously, I felt all sorts of funny feelings today.  As usual, my early morning "awaker" is my daily dose of fanfiction.  Currently reading on Obi The Kid series of fanfics.  hahas!  Okies, back to the serious stuff.  Today is Xiao Wei's graduation day!  :)  "Supposed" to be a happie event, but it turned out to be upsetting.  hmphfs.  Irritating buggers in StC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, as I was saying.  Today is Xiao Wei's grad.  She went to school first, then Daddy came back to pick Mum and I.  We were happy that Xiao Wei's graduatng.  Who would not be proud of your daughter, (sister in my case), who topped the level for perlims, was Band Major in Band, looking so chio in her white top and skirt?  Then the horror begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sng and Mrs Jo Phang didn't allow her to go up stage to get her cert because of her short skirt.  Let's be unbiased and try to analyze this out carefully.  This is based purely on my observations and what xW had told me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  xW should know better (she mentioned that there are going to be 3 spotchecks on their attire before the assembly) to wear such short skirts for graduation.  Even Mummy, Daddy and PoPo were saying that her skirt is too short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Although there were checks on the photo-taking day, there were mention about her very short skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No one mentioned that the skirts must be around knee-lengthed until THIS MORNING.  Mr Sng implemented it himself.  Well done.  So much for being informative and specific in your instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Mrs Phang was the one who didn't allow xW up onto stage.  You know what?  I don't care if your my aunt or whatnot.  I believe, as a teacher (which you did not act up to your abilities), you should try to SOLVE the problem instead of AGGREVATING the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, in case you guys didn't realize, xW borrowed a pair of skirts.  Somehow, the teachers (I'm not sure Mr Sng or Mrs Phang) didn't allow her to go up to stage as they feel that it is unfair for those who came in proper attire.  Now, I believe for one, the "knee-length" rule was mentioned only in the morning, and this is a GRADUATION for god's sake.  Ain't you supposed to help your students graduate HAPPILY out of StC?  Where's the Simple In Virtue, &lt;b&gt;Steadfast In Duty&lt;/b&gt;?  As I have said before, SOLVE the problem but not to AGGREVATE it.  hpmphfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was sitting there waiting for the ceremony to begin, xW called using MaySi's phone I think, and she was wailing and crying at the same time.  Stand in my shoes, MY OWN &lt;s&gt;SPASTIC&lt;/s&gt; AUNT IS STOPPING MY OWN BELOVED SISTER FROM GRADUATING FROM STC?!  Oh yeah!  I forgot!  Mummy told me not to ever mention that she's my aunt in front of any Theresians!  Plz IGNORE the previous sentence, IF YOU ARE A THERESIAN. &lt;br /&gt;So, I went down to the Band Room to look for xW.  She's there with Maysi too.  Both of them were FORBIDDEN to step up the stage coz of short skirts.  You know what?  Maysi's skirt isn't that short!  It's just about 2/3 inches above the knee cap!  I think that is still "alright".  But as I have said before, they should know better to wear this type of short skirts.  Did I mention that xW was using the mallets to whack the Bass Drum?  damnations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my own grad, I have people wearing micro skirts and dresses which are so short that they practically expose themselves and yet, I don't see much complaints about all these!  (Well, that's in the past so I guess it doesn't matter at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Mrs Vani Shanker called just before the ceremony to check on her and demanded that she reports up to the hall immediately with the borrowed pair of skirts.  Sad for Maysi, her teacher (Mdm Zuraida) didn't do so.  Or maybe, in my opinion, didn't even care to do so.  Whatever.  So now, Maysi can only perform for the concert item.  SO MUCH FOR GRADUATION!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert items?  I wonder what's wrong with the school sometimes.  I know I'm from StC and I love it.  I LOVE THE OLD STC WHERE PEOPLE ARE ABOUT TO PUT DOWN THE DIFFERENCES AND WORK TOGETHER.  Not the ones now whereby everyone seems to avoid Band just because they think we suck.  Well, you know what?  I must comment on the bravery of the 8 graduads who DARED to go up to stage and play Romanceque in front of everyone.  At least, in my eyes, you are better than the Choir/Guitar/Dance coz they performed together.  It seems to me that they are performing just for the sake of performing.  YOU ARE THE ONLY ITEM THAT IS MADE UP OF GRADUADS (though Bee Chng and Michelle are not graduads) BUT STILL!  YOU STOOD UP TO WHAT YOU THINK IS RIGHT, PERFORMING ON LAST TIME FOR THE PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on another note, please remember to tune the instruments before any performance and of coz, warm-ups are important too.  Not you practising on the instrument, but you blowing hot air into the instruments so that it's warmed up.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, we were supposed to lunch outside.  But since there's reception in the canteen, (being typical Singaporeans), we decided to eat whatever they offered there.  There were really nice snacks, lemon cheesecakes and apricot brownies-like-thingys.  But the rest of the food is as usual.  My fave is still the mini little sandwiches of egg mayo and tuna.  :)  Being Theresian have shown me to know exactly what type of food is nice when you just take a glance at it.  lols! &lt;br /&gt;Went home.  Did major downloading of jazz, big band, swing music.  awww!  I really love them~!  No wonder my relatives think that I'm so like my Dad.  grins!  Must keep that in mind.  They even think I walk like Daddy.  Okies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xW's now enjoying herself at her friend's apartment near town.  Since they are ALL not going for prom tonight, they are waiting for Jade to come back from the prom.  hahas!  I was telling xW (when she called back just now) to ask Jade to meet them somewhere so that they can take a cab down and fetch her back.  Come on!  They wanted to walk to town and fetch Jade!  It's like.. 11 plus when prom will "end" (the serious part of it that is, all the eating and whatnots) then the dance would begin.  And they wanted to walk to town at 11 plus?!  I wouldn't allow her to step out.  So, yeps, my advice to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel that xR (Xiao Rui) gets whatever she wants.  You know when your having a cough, your not supposed to.. drink cold drinks (esp if they are fuzzy)?!  She was shouting and screaming when I was pouring out a cup of F&amp;N.  rahhs!  Daddy was so angry that he yelled at her and then poured a cup of it for her.  [?!?!?]  Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad thing.  I'm not getting the bursery this year.  I got the letter!  I don't understand why they bother sending me the bursery letter when I'm not eligible for it!  Last year I got it because Mummy's job was temporary!  This year, her job is permanent!  And bcoz of that I'm not getting the bursery.  sighs.  I know I shouldn't be complaining.  But stand in my shoes for a while?  Throughout primary school, I was unable to get the bursery bcoz of the same problem.  (But the job is more important, I know)  I just feel sometimes it's so wasted that just bcoz of that, you are unable to get bursery after you had worked so hard for the whole year.  hmphfs.  Yesh, the money can go to the people who needs it more than I do.  And I wonder (I know I'm thickskinned) why can't I get the Scholarship?  xW told me the top 5 in the school can get it.  I'm in the fifth.  But I think it's not good enough.  At least, for Scholarship, there's no limits on your household income.  hmphfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of this?!  When I told my parents that I've promoted, fifth in the level, they said they will treat me.  NO TREATS AT ALL, (if you take just going to the hawker centre as a treat then be it).  When xW said she topped the level, and she's going to SAJC, they treated her.  Yeps, bias parents are the worst on earth.  I'm in MI, she's going to SAJC.  There's nothing to compare.  She topped the level, I'm just fifth.  Nothing to compare at all.  What's the use right?!  hahas!  It's so hard for me to motivate myself sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113292685469462685?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113292685469462685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113292685469462685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113292685469462685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113292685469462685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/fine-day-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113275527779693084</id><published>2005-11-23T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T06:14:37.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas!  went out for aroma chem meeting today.  tmr is e presentation!  rahhhs!  hahas!  we were all late.  or rather, i wasn't late.. late bcoz i didn't know how to get to selegie kopitiam and had to wait for tresa to fetch me.  lols!  okies.. packaging prob is finally solved.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tresa came up w e design of e bottle and i came up w e design of e logo (maybe i shld just design logos for e rest of my life.  lols)  anws, i was just using a penknife to shave the excess sponge off my model of the bottle.  coughs.  then i inhaled too much.. sponge.  now my throat's all scratchy and painful  :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas!  i've this sudden great idea of looking thr all the starwars fanfic tt i'd and i found this two songs in "swing it, jedi"  :)  mack the knife and fly me to the moon.  downloading them now.  hahas!  so nice so nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met xW at lucky plaze's bus-stop.  i'm so accurate!  just as i walked up e steps, 65 came and xW stepped out  :)  then we went macs to eat.  went to wisma to get tuankiak's burfday prezie.   went to &lt;a href="mailto:library@orchard"&gt;library@orchard&lt;/a&gt; to get books.  then art's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; saw mardi and elisabeth there.  sighs.  mardi and i are like so far apart now compared to last time's "SL!!!".  there's only "hello" and "goodbye" now.  saddening kies!  and i just rmb-ed tt tmr's her burfday.  w her everchanging telephone number, i highly doubt i can even contact her.  hmphfs.  :(  miss stcmb so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113275527779693084?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113275527779693084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113275527779693084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113275527779693084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113275527779693084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahas-went-out-for-aroma-chem-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19209241.post-113267008438144934</id><published>2005-11-22T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:57:09.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;testing testing! mwahahhas! god knows how many blogs i've in blogspot in which i merely used for "a while" coz i like e blogskins nowadays :) but still.. i'm gg to look for better ones. tmr gonna meet e aroma chem pple for our presentation on thurs. :) sighs. sometimes i just wish tt syarif isn't in my grp. i dun mind my team at all. sometimes tt is. u know.. mood swings seriously sucks horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. meeting them like 9 in e morning at douby mrt station. then ltr hv to meet xW at e StC bus-stop so tt we can pop by town to get someone's burfday watch. hmphfs. seriously. till now hvn't got an answer as to what colour watch tuankiak likes. lols! must find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erms.. what do u think abt a theme called nirvana? then to wenyu it means serenity. to me.. it's like sth cool. -&gt; i came up w e packaging idea of having our perfume in a glass bottle shaped like an ice-cube. sth tt's cool. alas, wenyu wants to target e working executives while syarif wants e teens. if it's teens, ice-cube will be fine. i think it'll be cool. but for working executives? an ice-cube for perfume? erms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19209241-113267008438144934?l=selfcastigation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/feeds/113267008438144934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19209241&amp;postID=113267008438144934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113267008438144934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19209241/posts/default/113267008438144934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfcastigation.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-came-up-w-e-packaging-idea-of-having.html' title=''/><author><name>where everything tt matters here is my business</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08446004079318466417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
