<?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-14685005</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:45:47.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x-\\ Crazy Poop Killer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14685005.post-112800058546982768</id><published>2005-09-29T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T06:29:45.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia Sets In</title><content type='html'>Sigh, I don't know what is wrong with me. Is it just me or is it true that all my friends are backing out on me. I don't know, I want answers. I want to know if I'm actually surrounded by true friends. A few true friends I can actually count on is Ray(Though we have stupid petty quarrels at times and we create a mountain out of a molehill on several minute issues, you're a trustworthy person, a person whom I can actually trust), Maxine(Albeit I knew you for a short time, you've earned my trust by giving constructive advices. Sometimes I do things to anger you and you do to =P, you're still very trustworthy, I trust you with my secrets.), Marlisa(My very best disturb partner who actually has the patience to put up with me, you rarely do things to annoy me, and when you do, it starts from me.). Are these all the people I can trust?&lt;br /&gt;My school life isn't very good. I've no confidence in my weakest subject, Physics. Just took my Chinese test and I'd say that it didn't go very well. And I'm addicted to online games that I just can't break free from the hold these manipulative games have on me. People just don't bother understanding each other anymore. Its always "every man for himself". I mean what is going on with the world? Why are there so much conflicts, why can't people co-exist and live in harmony. Everyone has flaws, but some people just seem completely oblivious to these flaws. My friend, which I have no intention to disclose his name, has just taken a complete different attitude towards me. 3 years of friendship and suddenly, his every sentence drips with sarcasm, every single word is a snide remark, hitting back at me. I just don't know if I can actually trust him, I don't know if he is my true friend. I don't know.(Plenty of Internal Conflict within me at the moment, pardon me for that) Why is it so that people can be so hypocritical, so hypocritical that the entire society is now such a scary place to live in? Recurring images of my friends and me keep flashing inside my head. Is this a premonition? Is my life at its peak or at its abyss? My future is completly bleak to me, I can't see anything. I don't know anything. My Final Year Examinations is going to be a complete washout. Why am I such a failure? I don't know. I need answers, I want answers. Someone please help me. Lord Please help me, Please watch over me. Please help me tide over this perilous period of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112800058546982768?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112800058546982768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112800058546982768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112800058546982768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112800058546982768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/09/paranoia-sets-in.html' title='Paranoia Sets In'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14685005.post-112652729044499147</id><published>2005-09-12T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T05:14:50.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you to everyone in 3Unity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, finally decided to start blogging after a long break. Well, I do not want to be part of the class disputes anymore, it's really been getting irksome and laborious. I've decided to take a neutral stand against everyone in this class. Hopefully it lasts. No more open wars or whatsoever from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I really do understand why people are so sick of the never-ending disputes in our class, finally experienced the melancholy and detriment experienced by the targets of these brutal and malicious verbal attacks. I'm really elated and gratified that someone yanked that viel away from my eyes to see the actually clear and sharp personality which doesn't prove to be so bovine and prosaic anymore. This post is written in gratitude to everyone who was trying to change the unknown efficacy of this seemingly "eternal" conflict and dispute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll bear a neutral attitude if not positive disposition towards every single individual in the class, thus contributing to the travails towards a united class, living up to our name of 3UNITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After today, it was a completely different outlook I had to the class compared to that of what I had when I entered school this morning. It was a complete bleak day for me in school, until I realised that I actually have friends that care and people who are particularly petty and spread whatever you tell them. It's a great day today and I think I've grown closer to the class by abit and its such a wonderful day. When I left school today, I was thinking to myself, "If tomorrow will be as good as today, I'll anticipate coming to this institute of learning everyday!" Hopefully school is as good as today tomorrow! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112652729044499147?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112652729044499147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112652729044499147' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112652729044499147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112652729044499147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/09/thank-you-to-everyone-in-3unity.html' title='Thank you to everyone in 3Unity.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14685005.post-112550177904026162</id><published>2005-08-31T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T04:46:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Originality ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;Well, most people could be wondering why did we include the "Please do not depict any part of our skit without 3U's consent, originality rocks!". Hmm, I do wonder why indeed. Please if you’re one of those people who actually wheedled out the song we included in our 3Unity’s Racial Harmony Day Skit, go far away in case you get really peeved after reading my fantastic blog entry about your class and a particular person, whose name I’ll not disclose, hoping that he has enough common sense to realize his mistakes. The song “Ojos Asi” you might argue is not OUR song, but it is a song we have used, please give us due respect and ask for our consent or at least tell us before including it in your skit.&lt;br /&gt;How would I define the word “skit”. To me a skit is more acting than dancing. Yes I admit that the 3Unity’s skit had a lot of dance parts as well. But do you dare say you acted better than us? Sadly, No, you did not. It was just a messy and haphazard plip plop splat splot pile on stage with constant slapdash mixtures of songs. I’ve made my point very obvious, and you know who I am aiming at. The song already gave a big hint. If you still don’t get it, I’m amazed as such dense people actually exist in this world, co-existing with me. Why don’t you take the time to reflect upon your actions, making you look despicable and inane? Why are you so desperate to plagiarize a song that we have used not a few years back but a few months? Where is your originality?! The word “ORIGINALITY” is something that is being emphasized and emblazoned everywhere in Singapore and what are you doing about it? Nothing, apparently nothing but trying to go against it. And none of you buggers actually bothered to raise any objections against the actions of what you people have done? NONE OF YOU?! Don’t give me that bullshit that no one in your class has a sense of originality. The song has not made you stand out from the rest but made you sink lower and less obvious. One more reasons why the councilors liked you people so much is because of …….&lt;br /&gt;Shawna Rocks! I do not know what I am trying to say, its for me to know and for you to find out, apparently it could be too much for your pea-sized brain to handle but please, handle your brain with caution, it’s a most delicate matter you might ever possess. Why do they like you to the extent to put you guys up for BOTH performances? Is it because of your dancing? Because that’s the only thing that is actually proficient in your entire performance of haphazard slapdash monstrosities. Just because of your dancing? Dancing hardly makes up the majority of the skit, it’s the acting, creativity. Which you have none, ZILCH.&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to the dictionary for the meaning of any words you do not know. Given the handful of brain cells you have, its no wonder you have to refer to a dictionary to check what I was actually referring to.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I’m may and may not be referring to the whole class, to those people who wanted to speak up but feared some dumbass, please muster up your courage harder next time. Thanks. Btw, you stupid fucking parrot, you suck and please go look for a better person to BUG. Please find the definition for bugger and you’ll know what I mean by BUG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112550177904026162?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112550177904026162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112550177904026162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112550177904026162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112550177904026162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/originality-rocks_31.html' title='Originality ROCKS!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112505945847896449</id><published>2005-08-26T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T05:30:58.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yes, You’ve probably guessed it right, this is a post to defend the so-called “bitches and bastards of 3U”. This blog post is on behalf of another reason, the issue that set the whole of 3Unity apart, the united class has rearranged itself to a 3Untied. This controversial issue has been making people take stands, the question “which side are you on?” have been asked and heard many a times in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;You may think why we hate this particular person, Reuben so much. Why I wonder? Some people may think that its because of sheer prejudice, other people think its because of biasness, just because we cannot see things his way. Well, its reverse psychology. If its our fault because WE cannot see things HIS way, thus why isn’t it his fault that HE cannot see things OUR way? That’s a bit out of the topic, fine. Digression. What I do not like about him is not because of his face, etc. etc. The reasons which for I hate him, which for I dislike him, is because of things that you do to me since secondary 1 that have been accumulating, thus my paramount hate for you. I do not wish to disclose such personal reasons. You know what you’ve done in secondary 1 to make me hate you so much Reuben. You do. YOU DO =). According to the information I’ve been getting from your considerably close friends, names I will not disclose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Your bad points:&lt;br /&gt;-You lie to save your hide (Even though the lie makes you betray your friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You throw your integrity away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You tell things to selected people for certain reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You backstab people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You push the blame to other people when it comes to responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You do not listen to people’s advice no matter how they phrase it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Your Good Points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You’re a good listener for people’s problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;-You face life with a positive outlook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Well, you keep bringing to the point that I don’t care for your feelings. You tell Liana you’re breaking down on the inside because of all the snide remarks I’ve made about you. Many of these “bitches and bastards” have realised that you tell these supposedly breaking down stuff to a Liana for a reason. Only just have you started hanging around with Marlisa, Geraldine, Diyana, Liana, Qing Jun and Renu? Why of all these 6 people you’ve chose Liana. There are many reasons that we’ve thought off. Is it because she is Ryan’s girlfriend? Thus she’d be easier to influence? Did you tell her because you know in that whole clique, Diyana and Qing Jun hates you, Marlisa and Geraldine are neutral, Renu and Liana are taking sides with you. So of course, being the furtive fumbler, you crossed Diyana and Qing Jun out of your list, because they hate you. Then you moved on to Marlisa and Geraldine, they’re easier for you to talk through, but even though they take a stand and side you, they will not be able to do much as they’re very quiet and recluse in class. So you crossed them out of your list as well. Onto Renu and Liana, you know that Renu is more garrulous then Liana, thus Renu’s words aren’t very credible. So you crossed her out of the list. Using the method of elimination, you’ve found your cream of the crop, Liana. She and Ryan together, makes it more to your advantage, you are now more influential because of Ryan’s relationship with Liana. Thus you chose Liana to tell to, telling that you’re all breaking down on the inside because of my malicious remarks, now Marlisa was defending you when I was illuminating them on my opinion of you while we were in the bus. She wanted to say “On the defence of Reuben…). I cut her off, I wasn’t done, I explained everything on the bus ride from Simpang Bedok, to Tampines Interchange, and I spent another 10 minutes justifying my hate for you and carefully mitigating every single ambivalent points that described my hate for you that have been etched deeply in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Post Note: To a certain someone who spread this controversial issue to certain people, I believe you know who you are. I hope that you’ll be able to keep this problem within 3Unity, as this is a problem WITHIN our class. Keep it to yourself; I hope you’ll stomach my extremely unwarranted demands as your impression of this person must be pretty good to stand up for him even though the mistakes he have made is so blatant. &lt;/span&gt;&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/14685005-112505945847896449?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112505945847896449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112505945847896449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112505945847896449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112505945847896449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/yes-youve-probably-guessed-it-right.html' title=''/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112472215013408262</id><published>2005-08-22T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T04:42:05.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to our FAVORITE teacher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today was a fantastic day until homework time. I am going to rant for quite awhile and it is going to be nasty. Wee! Here we go! No more holding back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After a seemingly long 8 weeks, the term is coming to an end. Today in class, a few of us have perceived the insensitive side of Miss Soh. After what Marlisa done, buying the flowers and actually taking time out of her busy schedule to arrange a bouquet of flower for you. All you can say is “I don’t like plastic flowers”, “I like moon roses”, “You guys should take flower arrangement courses”. Excuse me? Please get back to Earth? Not everyone is your pawn to manipulate? So what if we’re your students? We have to take whatever you throw at us and what you say in class is “I’m very upset”, “Life is very hard for a co-form of 3U” and “I don’t care”? You tell us you don’t care? What in the world is wrong with you? You can say “I don’t care!” and we can’t? Is that meant to be fair? You tell us “Only god is fair, I’m not god so I’m not fair”. Then why do you even bother to ask us the question “You’re not being fair to the teachers 3U”? Sorry Miss Soh but we are not god, thus we are not fair. Let me repeat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE ARE NOT GOD, SO WE ARE NOT FAIR. Well, maybe I’m an exception, but whatever. The point here is to say that we cannot be fair to be everyone. To be fair to a certain party, there HAS to be losses, Give and take. You are just taking and not giving. Sure you’re a great teacher and stuff, but please, we are students? Please spare us some concern and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are humans with WITH feelings. We are not some stupid unfeeling idiots whom you can tell to us “You don’t care”, “I don’t like plastic flowers”, blah blah blah. Please, students do not hold a steady income, thus we cannot guarantee what you want and what we do is to your liking. EXCUSE ME? This is the real world, not your fantasy, your fairyland where everyone is up to you to manipulate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Because of what you said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Marlisa cried, and you didn’t even bother to tell us that what you said was meant for. You told us that “Mr. Yong taught you all for a longer time, you can give him both”. I agree fully with that statement, I wonder who actually wanted to make a bouquet of flower for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Marlisa. You make hasty generalizations; you say that you’re unhappy with what the class for what we’ve done. In the whole class, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Marlisa is the best student and the most rule-abiding student. The second to Marlisa I can think of is Pamela. And you always said, “Girls were born to be pampered” So why do you do this to US? Why do you tell Marlisa “I don’t like Plastic Flowers”? I’ve said it once and I’ll say it a few more times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!! STUDENTS HAVE FEELINGS!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is my blog; a place where I can write freely and you cannot stop me, so there. This isn’t done when I am in school uniform, as you said “Whatever you do outside, none of my business but when you do it in school uniform it becomes my business”, so this isn’t your business, I’m expressing my thoughts and feelings, lest I explode and cause an explosion bigger than Lake Toba, which is supposedly the world’s largest caldera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*P.S. I have quoted what you said in class, so its 100% accurate and correct.&lt;/span&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/14685005-112472215013408262?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112472215013408262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112472215013408262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112472215013408262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112472215013408262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/dedicated-to-our-favorite-teacher.html' title='Dedicated to our FAVORITE teacher!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14685005.post-112460896233651666</id><published>2005-08-21T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:22:42.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans are cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;Why do I say that in my title, “Singaporeans are cute”?? Most people would be taking my title literally. Well, carry on reading to see what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;What do I mean by my title? Singaporeans have a very funny personality. They try to act generous. A classic example is the “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;絕對 Superstar!” case. Many people give the partially blind 伟联 votes, I cannot fathom why do they vote for him? Some people vote for 伟联 thus eliminating 俊楊. This is something that I’m very upset about. How can you vote for 伟联 when he cannot qualify for a superstar! Many people say that they vote for him because of talents. Fine, it is undeniable that he has talent, but please pull apart the veil in front of your eyes. Who can sing better? Who can dance better? 伟联? I ardently doubt it. It is patent that 俊楊 can sing, dance better. Who has more interaction with the audience when on the stage? 俊楊 wins hands down. If you’re one of those dumb bitches in my school that say that 俊楊 cannot sing, please slap yourself with a placenta and think again. If you say that 伟联 sings better than 俊楊, please go dig your ears, make sure they’re clean and listen to the singing again. If you vote for someone because of his or her attitude in a SUPERSTAR competition, you should have a personality check. Some people vote for 伟联’s attitude, let me tell you that this competition is about Singing, Dancing and having rapport with the audience. Now we move onto the word “Superstar” Definition of a superstar according to the Oxford concise English Dictionary “An extremely famous or renowned actor, film star, musician”. Ok, not what we’re looking for in this current competition. I pondered upon this question when I was thinking at night in my bed, What KIND of superstar? I repeat, WHAT KIND of superstar? Ok, “WHAT KIND” is very important. I’m not being biased, but in the first place, the judges should not have let 伟联 into the competition. Why do I say that? Because this is a superstar,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;knowing the fact that 伟联 cannot dance. Why do you let him into the competition, unless that this competition is renamed and called “Disabled 絕對 Superstar!” or “絕對 Superstar for the disabled”, now this will be a completely different issue as 伟联 can sing well, and he has the same defect as the rest of the competitors, they cannot dance. Then it will rely on singing alone, or maybe some rapport.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now we go back to the topic, it is CLEAR, EVIDENT, PALPABLE that 俊楊 outshines 伟联 in every aspect of the term “Superstar”, if you are a fair person, you would obviously vote for 俊楊, if you people are still so recalcitrant about the fact that 伟联 is better than 俊楊, than I am speechless, you people are hopeless, unsalvageable!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;You can say that I’m biased, mean, evil, 缺德, whatever, I cannot be bothered to quarrel with you shallow people who voted for him as it is so evident that 伟联 is not as strong as 俊楊 in terms of EVERYTHING a superstar needs. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT give me that shit about attitude. As 俊楊 has good attitude too. PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112460896233651666?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112460896233651666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112460896233651666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112460896233651666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112460896233651666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/singaporeans-are-cute.html' title='Singaporeans are cute!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112444239736411597</id><published>2005-08-19T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:28:27.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, today was generally uneventful. Therefore I shall spare you readers and myself from the boring front part of the day. Everything was fine, just that we had two continual assignments (C.A. a.k.a. class tests), Chemistry and Mathematics. Not much problem for either of them, now we can screw those papers, the C.A. is over! The main part of the action started from our Form Teacher Contact Time (FTCT).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Miss Soh, our co-form teacher was late. Well, she has always been punctual and this time when she was late, definitely suspicious. As we all know, there is a reason behind her lateness. It is because she heard from some other teachers who saw a couple from our class kissing at the traffic light, or was it the junction? Heck, I cannot remember, lets not bother about the trivial details. I can already guess who it is. Well, I would not name any names on my blog, as this is the Internet, something that can cause a great hullabaloo in the nation as the influence of the Internet is growing to a frightening issue. Everyone knows that the Internet is a current fixation and the Internet has evolved to almost a daily necessity for many. Even I, feel out of sorts when I do not surf a few blog sites and some game websites, etcetera. So Miss Soh told us that anything we do outside school is not her business but when we’re wearing uniforms, it becomes her business. Sometimes I really do ponder on the questions, “Are teachers having too much stress trying to manage problematic students? ” I think that being a teacher is a very arduous profession. First you have to mark all of the homework you issue your students. 41 students have to do a SINGLE piece each while 1 teacher has to mark 41 PIECES of work. Furthermore, some students refuse to hand in their homework and they remain recalcitrant about the subject matter. Wow, I have digressed so much. Well, back to the main track, it is very palpable that who are the “culprits”. After that, she talked about some other business, which I believe isn’t a good thing to write about on the Internet and share with other schoolmates about what she said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After the long homily we got during FTCT, it was time for Assembly. Time for us to watch and enjoy the air-conditioned hall in Singapore’s sweltering weather. The first item was a song by our school’s Chinese Orchestra (CO). OH MY GOODNESS!! What is up with the horrible and evident flaws that stuck out by a mile! Ok, kindly let me elaborate. The moment the orchestra started, the drum did a wrong tempo count, so did the conductor, the whole piece was done haphazardly. By the way it was a student conductor. Next, many of the CO members played without making the mark. It was horrible, they didn’t manage to hold on till the next note when they were, thus going off suddenly or making a slight squeak, which isn’t really evident. But if the whole group people playing the same instrument lose control at the same time, it is bloody obvious. And a lot of the CO instruments were not tuned. Acknowledge a tuner please; get your instruments on tune and not sound like some hoax gone wrong. How they ever pulled off a gold in the Singapore Youth Festival (SYF) 05’ remains a big query. Well, the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; piece is a lot better, but still horrible. Then here comes the problem of off beat again. They played off beat when the middle of the song drew near, very evident. Then the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; song, they reverted to their stupid ways of playing the instrument by trying to hold out as long as possible and died off only 5 seconds after the conductor stopped the performance. Glad they finally stopped. Not obeying a conductor, death punishment!! Humph! Was I glad when the whole performance was over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;For the moment we’ve all been anticipating, the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; aesthetics group, the dance club!! Yea! Albeit I’m not inside the dance club, I like the way they dance a lot, and I actually admire them, for what reason I don’t know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe the way they move is so sleek? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ok, I didn’t like the first dance item, it wasn’t good. There was this person who looked liked Maxine so we called her the MI(Maxine Impersonator). Lets scrutinize the dance item and then point out the mistakes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The performance wasn’t      good, the steps were simple and unrefined.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The dance item wasn’t      synchronized, there was not a single hint of synchronization throughout      the WHOLE dance item.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They had funny sticks, which were supposed to be part of the dance item, enhance the ambience, which apparently didn’t help but mar the whole thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ok, now that we’ve      pointed out three of the most obvious problems. Lets proceed onto the      smaller details:&lt;br /&gt;   1. The MI had uneven eyebrows, obviously one thick one thin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. One of the Malay girls in the front row(whose name I don’t know) had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shoes on the wrong feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hmm, seems like we’ve got everything, now lets proceed to the second dance item which was fantastic, I loved it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; dance item was great, kindly let me elaborate. The whole dance was synchronized, albeit Marlisa looked weird while Charlene was carrying her, the rest of the dance steps was executed with acute precision. Many of the steps were complex and hard to execute. The final formation in a pyramid with 2 at the front spreading out to 5 at the back was meticulously precise. (Do not ask me why did I use two words simultaneously when they mean the same thing. According to Literature, Repetition serves as Emphasis, thus I’m emphasizing the fact that the whole formation was good and precise.) Albeit the funny costume and awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; matching, the whole dance was carried out in unblemished perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Yang was good on stage, but he was rather stiff and rigid, but that was hardly unnoticeable, you guys were great on stage and extra credit goes to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Yang and the other lower Secondary performers. Such a few number of Lower Secondary Students performing with the preponderance of seniors and furthermore, the stage was so dominated by an overbearing amount of senior dancers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Well the assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; programmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; were generally passable but the senior dance item was the thing that made my day. By the way, the “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;cookies'n'crème” who tagged on Chee Yang’s blog was not me. The last post I made was the spelling error of retarded. If those who read the tag entry and is so recalcitrant on the fact that that “cookies'n'crème” who tagged is me, I have nothing to say. As for the Impersonator of me, Please, if you have the courage to talk about people, criticize people, I wish that you have the gall to own up as well, write your own name, stop trying to get me into trouble by using my name. I'd never say something like that about my own friend and what you're trying to do is futile as I have utmost faith in my friends. Taint yourself for all I care, but PLEASE do not taint my identity of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn"&gt;cookies'n'crème&lt;/span&gt;, thank you very much. Please have the gall to own up and prove me wrong, you cowardly apronstrings-tied boy.&lt;span class="pn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/14685005-112444239736411597?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112444239736411597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112444239736411597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112444239736411597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112444239736411597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/today_112444239736411597.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112445875563586055</id><published>2005-08-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T06:39:15.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>絕對Superstar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;After watching the results at 11.30pm last night, I was thinking to myself, Please let Kelly and JunYang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;get in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; After the results came out for the females, I was overjoyed as Kelly made it to the grand finals. All&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did was pray that Jun Yang could get in as well, so, when Jeff Wang said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;＂請啓動電腦！＂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was praying like an idiot, hoping that it would be Jun Yang and not Wei Lian. Let us talk about the pros and cons between the both of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Jun Yang:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Nice Voice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Better Looking than Wei Lian&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Better scores than the Wei Lian according to judges&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Stiff Body&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Cannot dance well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wei Lian:&lt;br /&gt;-Nice voice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Average Looking&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Good at picking songs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Partially Blind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Cannot dance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Lower scores than Jun Yang according to the judges&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Comparing between those two points, its undeniable than Jun Yang should’ve taken the cake. Why did Wei Lian win? Because of his “supporters”. I personally am very sore about Jun Yang’s elimination,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he is clearly stronger than Wei Lian in practically every extent of a SUPERSTAR. The only thing I can think of Wei Lian being good is his attitude. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;好吧，我已把所有的話都說出來了．誰不滿意，請任意抨擊與批評。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/14685005-112445875563586055?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112445875563586055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112445875563586055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112445875563586055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112445875563586055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/superstar_112445875563586055.html' title='絕對Superstar.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112436947162647980</id><published>2005-08-18T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T05:51:11.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the fuss over infantility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I SHALL PROCEED TO WRITE IN LARGE FONTS LEST YOU CANNOT READ WHAT I AM SAYING, THUS DEPRIVING YOU OF EXCUSES. THE FOLLOWING ENTRY IS DEDICATED TO SOMEONE IN TEMASEK SECONDARY SCHOOL AMONG THE SECONDARY 4 LEVEL. ONLY ONE LUCKY ASSHOLE IS CHOSEN SO DO NOT BE IRRITATED/GRATIFIED IF IT ISN'T YOU. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;            Seriously, I do not understand what is coming to SOME of the secondary 4s in our school. They seem to get the wildest idea of our class trying to compete against them, at least two members of our class body who wishes to remain anonymous. What I’m trying to say is why would secondary 3 students attempt to vie for the same spot as you? Seriously, I cannot think of any reasons that a student which is a level lower than you would compete with you for a spot. The reasons you may see or think off is unfathomable by me and unjustifiable for a secondary 3 student to challenge a secondary 4 student in terms of ability and stuff. Stuff here being very general refers to things like Co-Curricular Activities (CCAs), Aesthetics. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I shall zoom into a particular CCA, Dance. Dance, you have already stepped down from the top spot already, its time for you to actually concentrate on your studies, your o levels are approaching, and all you can think of is childish and stupid things to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Like showing how superior you are to the Secondary 3’s? No matter how superior you may try to portray yourself as, your childishness and immaturity shines through, why did I use the word shine, its something called diction. Its Sarcasm, I’m explaining everything so clearly only because I fear its something that you will not fathom after reading, too much for your simple mind perhaps? Fathom means understand by the way. If you have time for all this childish past times, why not show your superiority on studies? Show your outstanding achievements? Why don’t you use your excess time on your studies instead of this kind of stupid things? Secondary 3, we are still at this level where there is time to fritter away and there is room for fun. For you however, it is already a few months away from your big Os? You’re still here trying to put yourself in the shoes of someone else which you’ve already experienced.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;By the way, this particular pair of person (Secondary 3) is not as childish as you actually think they are, they are a lot more mature then who and what you make them out to be. What for put yourself in their shoes when you’ve already been there and experienced this kind of things? You’re being extremely very stupid on making such a decision by trying to compete with a secondary 3. As for why, let me elaborate, I wonder if you’re still reading but this entry is for everyone in the whole wide world to read. The people I’m addressing are all the stupid idiots who actually think they have a lot of time to misuse. People always have this certain misconception, and they are particularly permissive towards the management and usage of time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You might bring up the argument of me viewing things from the wrong perspective. Even if I see things from the wrong perspective, its because you have made things so dreadfully obvious that you’re outright challenging some particular Secondary 3 students. These 2 students, my friends are filled with trepidation when they see you, not exactly fear but more of a consternation feeling. Why do they have that kind of feeling you may ask? Well, please do not ask questions that have answers so obvious albeit you do not know the meaning. Thank you very much. But since you do not understand, I shall be kind to animals lest the SPCA come for me. Well, they have that particularly consternation within them whenever they see you or whenever you engage them in a conversation, because they already have this feeling inside them that is already built up previously from many encounters with you. You might say that why do they have this feeling when you have no such denotations. Many of the people in 3Unity get the feeling that you are sending a blatant challenge to our class by trying to prove that you can outdo us. Even if you can outdo us, what good does it do to you? Just because you put up a smile whenever you see me, makes you an even more dangerous person, you are pure freaky. I do not care about the previous sentence structure, serious. You might be brimming with plenty of arguments and rebuttals, but let me tell you, any argument you speak of will be counter-argued by the whole 3Unity student body, because we are UNITED. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Making futile efforts such as trying to challenge us and compete against us by using the same song we did in the previous skit for Racial harmony Day, trying to prove you can outdo us, we do not care. You may outdo us in terms of dancing or whatever, but so what if you can control a whole class dance? Well, many flaws were realized during your “Class Effort” Dance. For one, this is not really a flaw but it is big enough a problem, your steps are too simple. When too many people are dancing on stage at the same time, synchronization is a big problem that is brought into being. Just because you have more influence in the school compared to us, you have a right to exploit it? I genuinely doubt so. You say that you’re not trying to compete with us, then why do you use the same song as we did previously? Just because you’re from the same CCA as the 2 of them gives you a right to plagiarize our used themes? You’re seriously screwed. I have NEVER EVER known a 16 year old as childish and adolescent as you are. Your puerile acts did not prove that you’re better to us because as a United class, we will always support our own productions to the end and you have just prove us right that you have always and will always be a infantile person. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;As I was saying in a few stanzas back, many people have this misconception and thus having a lax attitude towards time and work. Kindly let me elaborate in your case, What you’re doing is considered a waste of time. You are pitting yourself against people who evidently have more time than you. You are deeply stuck in your ambiguous thinking of yourself being a professional dancer. The fact that you are a good dancer is undeniable, albeit that, your attitude sucks, you think that your world revolves around you non-stop. I have digressed a lot and I shall enter the conclusion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;You have to rethink your thinking. “Time and tide waits for no man”, this phrase is widely acknowledged by many philosophers and it is time for perhaps, you to acknowledge it. You know whom I am referring to, and you know what you’ve done. If you’re oversensitive and think that I am referring to you, maybe? But let me tell you this, I am addressing this whole issue as a general point of view and not having a particular bias towards you. Well, I have written a lot about this particular person and it ruins my appetite and blemishes myself as a whole person. I shall end this blog entry with a prose, “Please spend your time properly”. You might say that I am evil after reading the next sentence, but I do not give a fucking shit. I HOPE YOU FAIL YOUR O LEVELS, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE LOSER. Ok, I am evil, but go rape yourself in a corner lest you remain a virgin forever, as I cannot think of anyone else who would actually engage sexual intercourse with you, you think you are hot. Well, face reality, YOU ARE NOT. Now go jump down and kill yourself and bring some prospects of the future into my life, illuminating my future path,thank you very much. =)&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/14685005-112436947162647980?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112436947162647980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112436947162647980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112436947162647980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112436947162647980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-fuss-over-infantility.html' title='What&apos;s the fuss over infantility?'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112368282361067034</id><published>2005-08-10T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T07:07:03.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sorry for not posting recently. I didn’t have to mood to update my blog and blog about the things I’ve done. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today I have a new topic and the person I’m going to blog about is: Dominic, my classmate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;First of all, to those who’ve read my blog before, Dominic is a very intelligent classmate of mine for 2 and a half years. He is a nice person to talk to and everything, however, he has a big ego which is not easy to lower. If he ever goes for acupuncture, the hot air will suffocate everyone to death, so please do us a favour Dom, NEVER GO FOR ACUPUNCTURE! Thank you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Now to the real thing, a few posts back, I mentioned about losing a mark from a careless mistake in my Mathematics Pre-Test on Logarithms. Of course, I was dejected after losing a mark from sheer imprecision. I was of course crestfallen after knowing my mistake. Me and Dominic had a debate over that question previously, and I’ve been better in Logarithms, at least I claim to be. So I was down in the mouth. Gah, saddening, yes it is. So after our Mathematics teacher revealed the answer, that idiot, turned around and smiled at me with that very very sickening smile. Ray was also pissed off with him last term because of this kind of thing. After Ray lost to him result-wise, he was already sad enough, Dominic just had to rub salt into Ray’s wound by telling him that he didn’t really study for the exam, only got stress over the Maths paper and stuff. I mean, cut it out? He is already sad enough and you’re trying to flaunt your intelligence. What you consider “intelligence” is not valid to what other people consider, what you’re doing is PURE blatant insensitivity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Desiree agrees, Melissa agrees, ALMOST the WHOLE class agrees. Dominic, you have to become more sensitive and realize that the world does not revolve around you and you only. There are other people in this world, you’re not the only one. That only applies to me because I live in my own world of FAIRYTALES, which apparently is something I fantasize about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Whatever, I gave you my blog URL before and you have the freedom to read and criticize what I’ve said, I really don’t care, I just have to write out what I felt about your insensitivity and I really do hope you have changed. I’ve been pondering about what you’ve done and your insensitivity, I’ve been trying to make up excuses for your insensitive behaviour, however, I cannot come up with any despite my versatile intelligence which can be applied in any aspect of life. I’m praising myself to the skies because this is MY world, MY blog, what you want you can always write about me on your blog or tell the whole school. I really don’t care, just know that you are not the only person in your world, I’m existent, Ray is existent, PEOPLE are existent. Whatever, I’m posting this as a nervous wreck as I cannot imagine how your face will be like when you read this. I cannot imagine, really.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Well, to all those reading this post, this is the bad point of my classmate, one of my closer friends. If he reads this, I hope he actually bothers to change. Which isn’t likely as the Chinese saying goes, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;江山易改，本性难移。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s getting late, I’ve got to go sleep and prepare for School tomorrow, I think I will post tomorrow, hopefully. Prays that I have a good day in school tomorrow. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112368282361067034?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112368282361067034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112368282361067034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112368282361067034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112368282361067034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112344285892047532</id><published>2005-08-08T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:27:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Insomniac.</title><content type='html'>For the past two evenings, yesterday's and today's evening, I was at the Esplanade supporting my school's TAG(Temasek Acapella Group), at least that is what I think it stands for. Lol! They were performing at the Esplanade's Outdoor Stage for the past two days. It was pretty good, and I just realised Anavil joined TAG. I was thinking to myself, how many CCA's does Anavil have? My god, he must be a really busy person. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       On Saturday, After the performance was over, the whole TAG, Liang WeiJie, Sim WeiJie, ex-TAG members and Me, we took a train from City Hall Interchange MRT(Mass Rapid Transit) station down to Bedok MRT Station, it took about 30 mins, which is like about half of the whole East-West Line.. And that is how small Singapore is. I've been emphasizing on the size of Singapore in many of my posts, it is that small. I was kind of lonely on Saturday, because Joan, Sim and Liang were the only audiences that were from my class, 3 Unity. After that, when we reached Bedok, Sim and Liang went to Valley 8 to play Pool when the rest of us didn't know where they went. So we went to Bedok's KFC for supper. That was about 9.00 pm already. So I ordered a Shroom's Burger with Whipped Potato upsize. Large! Well, I'm not such an avid fan of whipped potato so I gave my share away. Then after that, I caused Licia trauma. She didn't finish her LARGE whipped potato because I needed to go to Popular(one of the leading bookshops, if not the leading bookshop in Singapore). Since we thought Bedok's Popular still existed, we were looking for it. Until Henry told us that it was not there anymore. Licia blamed me for causing her to not finish her whipped potato because of the IMAGINERY Popular. -_-. Ok whatever. Then we went to Giant and looked at the pens, none of them caught my eye, so I proceeded to call my Dad, asking if he could fetch me home. WHAT?!? He wants me to wait 30 minutes before he can fetch me when he isn't busy. Like wth? Since I couldn't be bothered to wait, I took a bus home from Bedok Interchange. Anyway there was a direct bus, so who cares, not too tedious a journey. So when I reached home, I was tired, so I slept.&lt;br /&gt;       Today, I went for Dinner with my family and my maternal grandfather. My maternal grandmother passed away not long ago, so we've been spending more time with our grandfather. Sigh, come to think of it, my maternal grandfather is really pitiful. I wish I could spend more time with him. So after that, I went down to the Esplanade. From Toa Payoh MRT station to City Hall station was only 6 stops. So it was kind of fast. Then I saw Ray and LiJun at the control station of City Hall. So I went up and said Hi. Actually we were meeting there, Lol. Then we walked around and explored City Link and went to Singtel Hello. We SMSed(Short-Messaging-Service) Joshua saying that we were at Singtel Hello, and asked him to come look for us when he reached City Hall. Then his phone ran out of battery. However, we didn't know, therefore we continued SMSing and calling him but to no avail. Damn. So we went back to City Hall control station thinking that he would be reaching soon, so we tried to call him again, because we didn't know his phone ran out of battery. So Ray and LiJun got a little impatient. So I told them to proceed without me, because I already watched. So I was waiting for Joshua alone. What I did not know was that Joshua was already at the Outdoor Theatre of Esplanade watching them perform. So train after train, minutes after minutes, I waited. Then I told myself, no point waiting, for all I know Josh might be there already. So I walked towards the Esplanade. When I was at the outdoor theatre, I saw Joan and Liang. Liang was sitting in front and Joan was with Yin-Ying(Ex-Classmate:2/4, TMS). So I saw Joshua. Man, was I pissed. I waited like an idiot at City Hall MRT and here he was -_-. Then I realised his phone was out of battery, so I didn't stay pissed for long. Anyway, it was fun watching them perform. This time we went to the KFC in Suntec City(supposedly Asia's Vertical Silicon Valley and Singapore's largest Shopping Centre). Then Ray's mom sent us home after that. Well, we met her at the Suntec City convention hall's taxi stand. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;        Right now it is 3:27AM and I can't sleep!! I think I'm insomniac. And I AM tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112344285892047532?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112344285892047532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112344285892047532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112344285892047532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112344285892047532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-insomniac.html' title='I&apos;m Insomniac.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112330577501534474</id><published>2005-08-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T22:22:55.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How nice to reminisce!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've just gotten the E-mails of several of my primary school classmates. So nice talking to them! After not contacting and being in touch for over 2 years, talking to them suddenly seems so nice and wonderful. I miss them alot and its nice that they miss me alot too! And they asked how I was and everything about me and my growth! They were like all so appalled at my height. I mean after hearing me shoot from 1.3m to 1.8m in 2 years+, I would be appalled too. Anyway, I've gotten a few of my favorite anime theme songs from YiLi!(Thanks YiLi!!). I Really love Inuyasha sooo much! It's so cool. But then, Inuyasha always gets holes in his belly and he can still fight. Kinda unrealistic right? Well, if that happens in real life, that lucky person would probably find it difficult to breath, let alone FIGHT?! Haha, anyway I'm in a really upbeat mood today. 3 Songs from Yi Li yesterday and I'm actually still listening to them today!&lt;br /&gt;I am- Hitomi Yaida&lt;br /&gt;Change The World- Unknown to me&lt;br /&gt;Fukai Mori- Do as Infinity&lt;br /&gt;Dearest- Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;I love them all!! Yay, Hip Hip hooray YiLi!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next monday is national Day celebration and we get another two day holidays! Yay, I love national day. Wheee! Listening to Reach for the skies by Taufik Batisah and Rui En, Our national day song for the year!!&lt;br /&gt;Post more soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112330577501534474?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112330577501534474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112330577501534474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112330577501534474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112330577501534474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-nice-to-reminisce.html' title='How nice to reminisce!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112322914458119472</id><published>2005-08-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T01:13:43.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a entertaining day!</title><content type='html'>Today was an &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extremely&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; eventful day!! As usual, school flows on, I think I'll describe what happened in school today, from the national anthem to the end!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday is the day with the shortest curriculum time, because the muslim boys have to go to the mosque for their prayers. Goodie. So we started off with Chemistry, it was fun! But I kind of got pissed off with my group members. Our Chemistry teacher, split us up into groups, and we were supposed to discuss about the Chemistry Experiment, we were supposed to make salts. Well, maybe I'm oversensitive and overreacting, but I think getting into a new group will be a nice change of working environment. I'm so used to working with Dom and Ray it's getting boring. So i asked Josh and Geraldine if I could join their Chemistry Group, so they agreed, and Marlisa said anything, so I joined them. Yay! A group that wants me. Heehee. So we were discussing about our teacher day's skit audition entry, well, the teacher's day skit was like today, after school at 2.30 p.m. and we were not even done with anything? We only went for a short band jamming session yesterday(4th august 2005) for not more than 3 hours, we were hardly prepared. So we took the chance to discuss about our skit, and we used the chemistry text book as a cover-up, so whenever Mr. Lim walked near us, we would pop random questions like "So how do we have to make the salt?", "Gives some suggestions!", "Don't be noisy, we will hinder other groups!!" That was so hilarious. Mr. Lim probably guessed what we were discussing about anyway! So after Chemistry was over, I stayed back and asked him about the up-coming Chemistry CA(Continual Assesment) On the Mole Concept. Yea.. Then I rushed off for Chinese lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Today, our Chinese teacher didn't come, so she assigned us some tasks, as usual, most of the class were partying away, eating and clowning during Chinese period. Rui Wen took a chair and sat with Pamela and Dominic to discuss about the Chinese Assignment. I did it by myself, and I'm surprised, I actually knew how to do it?! Lol, I was always good in Chinese anyway. Then Mak Wei Jie tried to stump me with several difficult logarithm questions, so I did 2 out of the 3 he gave me, the third one was really hard, exponential equations, like hello?! We weren't even taught!. Lolz, but I managed to get the answer in the end. Hah! And Li Jun asked me about several Maths questions as the next period was Maths, and we had a Logarithm pre-test. Supposed to aid our results. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;        After Chinese, we proceeded to Maths class, which was 3 doors away, so we sat down for the test, and I misunderstood the first question, so I lost 1 mark, great. And Dominic gave me that sickening smile, like "I got it right and you didn't" kind of thing. So I got turned off. And we were meant to head off to the library or outside the library to do our skit planning. 3 hours before the audition and we were still planning. Like WTF?! Lolz&lt;br /&gt;During recess, I discovered that me and Diyana had a common interest and like. We both like holding Marlisa's guitar and we both &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;LOVE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;cheese. Then I went to the library and we started to do some planning, however, after some digressions, we ended up doing something else. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It was form teacher's contact time with the students after recess, So Ms. Soh(our social studies and co-form teacher) told us that the DimSum Dollies(A musical made locally) tickets were sold out on the day we wanted to go, so the whole class started whining. Meh, we can whine real good! Then Ms Soh told us, "See la! Take so long to decide, now book already, you all cannot go on that day! I told Mr. Oh(The H.O.D. of Pastoral Care thingie) that we are going on next Saturday. No more change ah!" So we all reluctantly agreed. After that, she showed us a Powerpoint about the amount of waste we use a day in Singapore. A shocking 8,200 tonnes a day! My god, that was like so shocking. But who cares. Lolz, seriously who does?!&lt;br /&gt;It was Assembly and it was the Maths Pyramid game, I always thought that the Maths Pyramid game was lame, so I shall not talk about it, sparing you the boredom, Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        After School was where the real entertainment started! After Marlisa, Diyana went to Renu's house, we were thinking about doing an impromptu thing for our audition, but even though it is impromptu, we still have to know who is going to speak and when, right? But we have not a single clue on what to do!! We were in big big trouble. So we went to our school archives row and sat there and did our planning, because very little people come to the Archives. At first we did abit of planning and there was some digression here and there. Then Anavil(A Thai Scholar) came and stole Erni's shoe! So Liang and Sim(Wei Jies) joined the fun and stole the other of Erni's shoe. Lolz, I laughed really hard, then Erni found one shoe, and then it was stolen again by Liang. Then Sim stole Qing Jun's cellphone and Liang came back to steal Erni's bag. Poor Erni and Qing Jun, they were the victims of practical jokes. Then Qing Jun came back with one of Erni's shoes and Anavil said, Erni, you'll be very sad when you see what we've done to your shoe. *Laughs*" So I followed Erni, QingJun and Liana to look at Erni's shoe, MY! Was it in a poor condition, it was at the top of one of the highest rocks in our school!! Lolz, like probably 2meters high. Lol, So I took it for Erni and Erni took it gratefully. When we reached the archives, Marlisa just arrived. Anavil's eyes lit up at the sight of another promising target! Lolz, tsk, he is so cheeky and playful. Haha. So he ran to Marlisa and started to untie her shoelaces and attempted to take it off. Marlisa put on a HUGE and FIERCE struggle, but to no avail, Anavil still made off with her shoe. But I held onto Anavil's feet like a dead clam, refusing to let go, and Sim urged Anavil to throw the shoe to him. And Sim made off with Marlisa's shoe, how futile were our efforts. Sigh :/. I returned Marlisa's shoes to her later after coming across it in the school compound, and she was so ever grateful. Lol. So we laughed so loudly after the episode, actually we did it on purpose, at least I did. The clerk came out and told us to be quiet because the Principal who was having a meeting could hear us from the inside. Oops, sorry Principal, we are ever so remorseful. Then we said it was the uniform groups!*Points at them*. Lolz, so I left the archives to go home after that. Such an eventful day today, I just had to blog about it, I thought. Hope you've enjoyed reading. Thank you and Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.[Sorry Vincent, Dominic, Ray, Maisarah for owing money for such a long time and Sorry to Si Lei for returning you in such an awkward manner. Stay happy. =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112322914458119472?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112322914458119472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112322914458119472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112322914458119472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112322914458119472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-entertaining-day.html' title='What a entertaining day!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112307793135968034</id><published>2005-08-03T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T07:05:31.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Olympiad..Followed by a sore throat.</title><content type='html'>Well, today was a relatively nice day, until the end of the day. As usual, cirriculum time drags on, time really crawls when you're in school, alot faster when you're watching a movie, or shopping, or sleeping, or taking a plane, time really crawls. Anyway, the day was fun, it rained!! IT RAINED IN SINGAPORE! No more sweltering weather, at least for the next 2 hours, because of the rain and the prevailing breeze. Hah, prevailing, sounds so Geography. And Wednesday is also the No-Humanities Day, No Geography, No Social Studies, No Literature. Literature, Social Studies and Geography are all on Thursday, Geography is everyday but Wednesday. Ok.. So, Me and Dom are excused from HomeworkTime on every wednesday until our Maths Olympiad training finishes. So, we attended our first training session today! Well, our instructor is kind of cross-eyed, and he came with sandals and socks, doesn't look intellectual at all.. My, I actually thought he came to the wrong school, Metta school is near Bedok Interchange, 7 bus-stops away! Fine, as the saying goes "Do not judge a book by its cover". I never listened and was adamant about him not being intellectual, until he actually did the first sum, I was like so clueless, until he showed us how to do it and it was so easy. My god, I feel stupid. And then he seemed to be my saviour, benefactor all of a sudden. Like how drama could I get. Lol. So after Maths Olympiad, I waited for Marlisa, who was supposed to finish at 6 pm, and thanks alot Marlisa, you finished at 6.40 pm. Great, and we have to go to Pasir Ris to photocopy the Geography Notes for our class. Like 39 people wanted, and only 32 people gave the money, so only 32 copies. Hah! So I took the train back to tampines while Marlisa took a bus to her house in punggol and started preparing to watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! MOVIE! I'm watching that tomorrow after school. At least if Dominic's going. If he isn't I might not be going, because well, I have to hit the targeted results, and I better start buck-up, competition for top 5 in the class is pretty tight, even though our class is like supposedly the slacker's club. Well, Ming Jie and Joshua had detention today, so after my Maths Olympiad(think I'll call it M.O.), I went to the homeroom where we had homework time and poked my nose around. MJ was like, Miss Soh, you cannot deny that we have talented people in 3u, just that we're lazy to work hard. Like duh, have you ever heard me being not talented? Ok, ok, I'll never go for accupuncture, or the hot air will suffocate everyone to death. HAHA! Thats one of my jokes, Lol. Anyway, really tired tonight, have to do some research on the bilateral ties between Singapore and Japan. oh ya, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;font size="4"&gt;love LOVE &lt;font size="5"&gt;LOVE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Japan. it seems so nice a place, well-developed and still have such pristine areas. Cool huh. Anyway, yea, I'm going off now, yea this is a short entry. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112307793135968034?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112307793135968034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112307793135968034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112307793135968034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112307793135968034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/maths-olympiadfollowed-by-sore-throat.html' title='Maths Olympiad..Followed by a sore throat.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112297166846217551</id><published>2005-08-02T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:34:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Its a better day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;::Warning: Another Long Entry, Longer than the Previous one, 1520 words, Read at your own risk::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tuesdays! You know what I like about Tuesdays? No?? Okay, I'll tell you! It's because school hours on Tuesdays are *drumrolls*(You probably guessed it already!) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;short. &lt;/span&gt;Lets see, I think I shall blog about my school life for today, the 2nd of August. I give all my days a name, so I rarely forget what to bring. Well, in the case of Tuesday, it is the "No Science Day". No Chemistry, no Physics, no Biology. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        To start off the day, we had P.E.(Physical Education) a.k.a. gym class. Or at least I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; it is gym class. Just to give readers of another countries the general idea of what P.E. in Singapore is. We had a warm up as usual, 50 jumping jacks, 20 push-ups, 20 crunches. The part I really hate about the crunches is that we have to do it on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; concrete floor&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and it kind of hurts pretty much, at least for the lower part of the backbone(Don't really know the name, so I'm just giving a brief "location"). Then that was all for warm-ups. We had to play Soccer. I don't like Soccer, it gets grass in my shoes and soil on my socks, and usually, the field is very wet, so you get dew, mud, sand or just Dirt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/span&gt; you. So our P.E. teacher asked, Does anyone mind getting a little dirty during P.E. class? Since we all knew there was an evil motive behind everything he does, we all kept mum. As expected, he said those who mind getting dirty I'll make you roll in the field. So I was thinking : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wth? He's insane, definitely. Lolz..&lt;/span&gt; So on with P.E.. Soccer wasn't that bad today&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;all I had to do was to stand in the goal-post when there was a corner when there was a corner kick. Who cares if I was being useless and learning how to be a statue, it was fun nevertheless. Me and Andy(read yesterday's post) had alot of hot gossip and making the goalie Joel laugh. Well, Andy wasn't very annoying today, very funny in fact! So he apologised to me and I apologised to him, since the fume died down. So after PE was over, we were supposed to line up and prepare to go to the next class outside the canteen. After P.E., naturally you're thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;        After the vendor of the drinkstall had several experiences of us buying drinks from her after P.E. and the teacher told her not to sell drinks to us, we decided to use another way. We went to the side entrance, and bugged the vendor until she decided to take the easy way off and sold us the drinks. Triumphant, we walked to the Humanities Room for Geography Lessons. Yay, we weren't late, the previous teacher using the HomeRoom just walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Geography was on the whole fun today. During Geography, we were like copying notes as usual and listening to our chubby Geography teacher explaining about the Extent of Earthquake Damages and Volcanoes. Yay, new section! Volcanoes. =D. Anyway, halfway through the Geography lesson, two scholars from some board of education asked if they could watch our class learn and see how does Mr Tan(Our Geography Teacher!) teach. So they walked in and sat down. Ray told me, watching our class learn is equivalent to not watching at all. Because during Geography lesson, our class has the tendency of talking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; loudly and we behave &lt;span class="pn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/span&gt;boisterously. So well, that is definitely true, I strongly agree with that. It's so noisy that to hear Mr Tan even with a microphone, is a trouble. Me and Dom agree that the problems of Mr Tan's teaching is that, he spends too much time on explaining something less relavant to the topic and he cannot control classes which are loud. After flashing a couple of slides of notes which I copied, he showed the class a video on volcanoes. Like how was Hawaii formed and stuff, and it was pretty cool. Especially when Magma/Lava bursts out from the crater of a volcano!! After that, it was the end of our Geography lesson, so we walked towards our co-form teacher's homeroom for Social Studies(S.S.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Our Co-Form Teacher(a.k.a. our SS teacher), is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; better a SS teacher than our previous teacher, Ms. Tang. Haha, oh well, SS was a single period today, and it was pretty fun as she gave back our Social Studies quick test, I didn't do very well thanks to careless mistakes, but nevertheless it was still more than 80! My stupid mistake was Republic of China. Republic of China stands for Taiwan while China/PEOPLE's Republic of China stood for China. Like God damnit, Taiwan doesn't even want to be part of China, so what on earth are they using the name Republic of CHINA for? Sheesh! Okay, so it was recess after Physics. I'm supposed to look for Mr. Tan for the Geography notes, so I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Alas, just like yesterday he couldn't be found. So I told Mars(Marlisa) that he's a magician, so Mars asked why, and I said because he can do disappearing acts! So being that dim-witted, the careful Mars asked me why? So I explained to her and then she smacked me with her file, and said that I'm so mean because she actually believed me, so I mean WTH? I mean I can say things as absurd as Nicole Richie got ran over by a bull-dozer, ironing board advertisements! And she actually still believes me, how gullible I thought. So I found the notes in his locker just before the end of recess which is signalled by the 2nd whistle by a student councillor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       After Recess was English! Yay, in the computer lab!! After recess, hot. In Computer Lab, cool. So its really nice to experience that sudden change in "weather". During English, we did an English Worksheet about Vocabulary, so it was relatively fun. I sabotaged Mak Wei Jie during English! Haha, Let me explain how. He was playing a game which I've played before during an Aerospace programme. So I spoke loudly, Mak, why do you fly the Cessna? Fly the Boeing for god damn sake! And then I dwelled abit on the game, and then our English Teacher, Madam Sharifah(Level head of English) stood up and stretched her head over to peek at what was Mak doing, that was really the best part! Mak immediately attempted to change programmes by the (Alt+Tab) keys, however, our school computer, even though Pentium 4, is still amazingly slow. Even though his attempt to change windows succeeded, however, it took a long time for the other window to load, thus Mdm. Sharifah saw. HAHAHA! I laughed my ass out when that happened. I know I know, I'm so mean, how can I sabotage my friend, and my classmate? Screw it!! Whatever. Lolz. After that, we went to iSketch.net to play some pictionary, since it was English! Vocabulary, English, isn't there an obvious link, like Duh! So we played pictonary until halfway, the computer decided to screw up and Microsoft Internet Explorer(I.E.) wasn't responding. I've always boycotted I.E. after Dom recommended Mozilla Firefox(a.k.a. Firefox) to me. Have been enjoying the greatness of Firefox ever since. When I.E. hung, English period came to an end. So we strolled on to Maths class.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;       Today, we had to hand in our Donation Card to our Form teacher( Maths Teacher, Mr. Yong). I think he really is the best Maths teacher for the whole Secondary 3 level, I mean I've heard from my friend how boring and dead the other teachers are, so I'm thankful to have Mr. Yong. Lolz! So, I was being desperate and borrowed $2 from Dom and scribbled my sister's name down on the donation card. Haha, that was so funny. Then I lost the $2 I borrowed from Dom, so I borrowed another $2 from Dom and gave the card to Mr. Yong, thus owing Dom $4 today. ARGH! Damn. So we were meant to hand in our files today, but naughty ol' me didn't.  I should really reflect on my actions. Haha, I'm really such a bad student, at least when it comes to handing in files and stuff. I'm always punctual when homework and other more important stuff is to be handed in. See, I set my priorities right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Maths lesson marked the end of the curriculum hours for Tuesday. Well, thats why I love Tuesdays, Short school hours. =D. Spoken like a dedicated student! Haha, oh well, I get to skip homework time tomorrow, and for several subsequent wednesdays as I have Maths Olympiad training going on, Yay! I've taken part in Maths Olympiad before when I was in Primary 6(12 years old) and now I'm taken in the "Senior" Maths Olympiad competition! How cool. I can't wait for it to start, tomorrow is the first session anyway. Hehe, hopefully I'll be more careful and improve my Maths after this competition. I fervently hope for that. Oh well, I've still got work to do, write more tomorrow, see ya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn"&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/14685005-112297166846217551?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112297166846217551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112297166846217551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112297166846217551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112297166846217551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-its-better-day.html' title='So, Its a better day..'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112289601360179586</id><published>2005-08-01T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T04:33:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really HATE school.</title><content type='html'>Warning: Long Entry: 1224 words and I'm bitching alot in this post! So go ahead and read if you want. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I HATE MONDAYS! We have to sing the school song, making assembly extremely draggy and dreadful. Furthermore, it is usually so sweltering hot on Mondays, thus, I'm VERY grumpy on Mondays!! Usually, it isn't the heat that kills, it is the HUMIDITY that kills. And Singapore had a RH(Relative Humidity) of like 95+%..And I'm writing this again, because, I accidentally deleted my post and I couldn't save it in time, making things worse. How dumb can I get.. I have such clumsy fingers! Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the day...&lt;br /&gt;First two periods was Chemistry, so it wasn't too bad. My seat is DIRECTLY UNDER the fan, so I get alot of the fan, which is really nice. We have Monday Chemistry lessons held in Chemistry Lab #1. And our Chemistry teacher said he chose the "Most Auspicious"* hour to teach this part of the topic. Limiting Reactant/Reagent. He emphasized so much on it as he said it was the MOST IMPORTANT and MOST DIFFICULT part of The Mole Concept. *Faints in horror*.. Well, after he taught it to the whole class, I grasped the idea pretty quickly, so it wasn't that hard for me. So yea..&lt;br /&gt;*Auspicious Hour because:&lt;br /&gt;First period of the First day of the Week. Making it the first lesson of the week, thus auspicious. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next period was a Single Period Geography. I like our Geography teacher very much! He is the Head Of Department(H.O.D.) Of Geography and he is very round and chubby. He looks so cute! Ok, never mind lets not digress, on with the lessons. As usual, the class is VERY VERY boisterous during Geography lessons, as our Geography Teacher doesn't show much authority.. So my class tend to climb over his head. Well, the first two rows on the left were listening pretty attentively, and most of the rest were partying away! And two people in our class don't take Geography, Nafisah and Andy. Andy is BLOODY annoying, as he is a guy and he wants to be compared to Brie(however you spell it) of the series "Desperate Housewives". During Maths last Friday, He told his friend, Hey!! Compare me to Brie(~). I was like WTF?! Why do you want to be compared to a woman when you're a guy!? Are you confused about your sexuality?! Anyway, he IS very annoying because he always chatters and start giggling about Sims 2. I sometimes think he is a horny person who is confused about his sexuality. Gah. He makes me lose my appetite. So I copied studiously, the summarised points of the chunks of words in our textbook, while the rest of the class was partying and Andy chattering about Sims 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two periods were Physics!! I don't have much to blog about this period, except things in relation to the class test we had! Physics. The Physics test today COMPLETELY slipped my mind! My Bananas! I didn't know about the Physics Class test until Dom told me today, good thing I had my Physics notes so I started flipping and reading through the 2 Full pages of the notes on Moment of a Force. So I thought I was safe. So when the test come, I was DISGUSTED! Our lovely and skinny Physics teacher said that ONLY Moments of a Force will be tested, so that was ALL I studied. WTF? It came out on other things like Centre of Gravity(CG), etc.. Oh well, Screw Physics, never was my forte and never will be. Haha!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess followed the Physics period. I ran to the library and started finishing my Chemistry worksheet on Limiting Reactant/Reagent. Lol!! Then Dom was "working" on his A-Maths Logarithms worksheet. The one I've completed. And Shirley(Class Manager) was doing the Jian Bao(News Paper Article Review and Summary) which was supposed to be the holiday's homework. And holidays have been over by 1 month?! Lol. Ray came in at the later part of the recess and said, "Wah! You all so guai ah"(Wow, all of you so good boy/girl!)&lt;&lt;broken english="" language="" translation="" lol="" so="" he="" went="" out="" to="" take="" his="" maths="" logarithms="" worksheet="" and="" came="" in="" soon="" after="" recess="" was="" over=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was 3 periods of Maths!! (3x35minutes) of Maths!! Our Maths teacher is REALLY funny. Max calls him a self-proclaimed retard, so like whatever! But he tries to joke with the class to make learning more interesting and not so boring, he usually succeeds, but then, sometimes he fails. I hate it when he makes really stupid comments and stuff. But today, he was teaching us the rest of Logarithms which I already know. Well, MOST of the class didn't know as he didn't teach everything the previous maths lesson. So after that, it was just 10 sums on Logarithms which he asked us to do. I got this particular sum wrong, as he said we can't use the calculator! So nevermind, tried as I might, I couldn't solve it. Nadya, always the saviour, solved it. We're always in disbelief regardless of the many times which she have solved such difficult questions. At least difficult for me as I usually use the calculator. All hail the smart Nadya!! :D, Well, I was really kind of "admiring" her smartness, abit envious, but NOT jealous, lest some of you get a misconception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fun 3 periods of Maths, was the English Period! We were to do our one-word essay as a group, and it was pratically laughing time and joy, thanks to Max. Talking about "White Chicks" the movie. Fine, I contributed, we talked about the part when they went, Your mama.. etc. I love the part when they said,"Your mother is SO old, that her breast milk is powder!" I laughed my shit out!! So yea.. After English it was Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we "FINISHED" our essay, we ran out of class promptly when the bell rang. After we came back from "7-11" a convenience store that is open 24/7, Ray said that we didn't ask him to come along. Well, I thought he didn't want to come, so thats a mistake on my part. But I saw his group writing the essay so intensely, I wouldn't want to disturb them , so Me, Dom and Max went on ahead. Fine Ray, Sorry for not asking you to come along just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Homework time, I was supposed to pass the Geography question papers to those who were supposed to retake the test. Since, me and Dominic had nothing to do, we went to irritate someone. The lucky victim was Mak Wei Jie. HAHA, I love irritating him. So we sat next to him and watched him. He probably sensed our intentions and asked Dom how to solve this question, so Dom was explaining to him, and I got bored and started sauntering around class. And then I helped Miss Tan( Our Physics teacher and Homework Time "Invigilator" on Mondays) Calculate the marks on the Secondary 1 Science Paper. HAHA LEE GAO NING FAILED!! She got 14.5/30. Wow, not so bad, she is the highest among all those who failed. Her boyfriend, Samuel Liew got 11/30. How sweet they failed together. Lolz, I really should stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was the end of Monday's(1st August 2005) school day.. Pretty eventful day, I just wanted to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/broken&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112289601360179586?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112289601360179586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112289601360179586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112289601360179586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112289601360179586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-really-hate-school_01.html' title='I really HATE school.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112272264670595696</id><published>2005-07-30T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T05:06:35.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't we all love rain?</title><content type='html'>Its EXTRA cold today, practically 20++ celsius right in the middle of summer. I love rain, no matter where u are. May it be Singapore, New York, Vancouver, Calgary, Los Angeles, etc.. I still LOVE rain! Anyway, this place is REALLY great! Food is everywhere, the food is really top-notch! I'm going again for next year's annual international food fest. Anyway, keeping blog entries short for the time being, cya soon. ^-^*grins with content*-- continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlisa, HOW DARE YOU not reply me on MSN. You should be shot to death! Now answer me on msn. HELLO? ok you're bound to not hear what i just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my A-maths Logarithms homework(read yesterday's post), was pretty easy. I'm so depressed by my recent test result, 3 marks gone due to pure carelessness. I really should get slapped and twirled round and round. Disgusted by what I did,  a pure drama unfolded, I whined about it to Ray and Dom and they said its just 3 marks. How depressing. JUST?! Its 3 marks!! Not a meagre amount, difference big enough for an A1 and A2!! I should learn how to take things in my stride. Anyway, my mum promised me SGD500 is I'm top in class at the end of this year!! and SGD250 if i'm 2nd!! My god, I hope i get that 500SGD.. Hopefully I'll be richer by 500 SGD at the end of this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112272264670595696?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112272264670595696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112272264670595696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112272264670595696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112272264670595696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/dont-we-all-love-rain.html' title='Don&apos;t we all love rain?'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112262458488689456</id><published>2005-07-29T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T01:11:11.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of The Week!- Friday</title><content type='html'>Today was relatively fine, however, I HAVE to blog on the relief teacher who covered our Maths teacher. She was freaking hilarious. She claimed to be a geography teacher and told us about tectonic plates when she didn't know much herself, so much for the geography teacher. Now that her first claim is false, she tries to assume authority when all she does is to tell people to shut up and say that if you do not finish your work, you don't go home today, and she gives a stupid f***ed up face. Someone should really slap her hard. And Liang, as usual, was playing with his soccer ball, and then she asked him to stand up and said if you don't like me you can leave the class, so Liang promptly stood up and left. So he took his bag and stuff and proceeded on with his soccer ball(his precious one and all), and our Miss Relief teacher just HAD to further irritate the class after barking by squawking out " LEAVE THE BALL IN THE CLASS!!". So the conversation went::&lt;br /&gt;   Liang: "Why, it is my ball?"&lt;br /&gt;   Teacher: "Just leave the class"&lt;br /&gt;   Liang:"If I leave, I'll take my ball with me!"&lt;br /&gt;   Teacher:"LEAVE THE BALL IN THE CLASS YOU F***FACE"(fine this is an exaggeration,         she didn't say it)&lt;br /&gt;Liang pompously stomped off to the outsides of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;   Teacher:"What is his name?!"&lt;br /&gt;   *The class remained silent*&lt;br /&gt;   Teacher:"TELL ME OR I'LL GET MR BERT TO COME UP AND YOU'LL ALL BE                          PUNISHED!"&lt;br /&gt;   Reuben(Class Manager) just had to be a coward and stood up and said:&lt;br /&gt;   Reuben:"I have the classlist.."&lt;br /&gt;   Teacher:"Since he isn't in the class, I shall mark him absent!"&lt;br /&gt;   Maxine:"WTF LA, stupid bitch, just because he not in class you mark him absent?!"&lt;br /&gt;   The teacher obvious pretended not to hear.&lt;br /&gt;   *The class continued with their work*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper we were assigned to was Logarithms for Additional Maths. I got Dom to seat with me, so I could check my answers with him. Then one by one everyone came to ask us about question 5(b) in our textbook. So we were like teaching one by one, really feel good to teach and reaffirm their un-sureness(If there is such a word. haha). Anyway, wasa really fun today, dying for some excitement after Mr Eng was switched away for our Physics. Miss His Notes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't finished my A-Maths(Additional Mathematics) Logarithms homework, have to go and complete it! Oh well, Blog more tomorrow and on sunday. I have more time on the weekends. :D Yay! Dad agreed to buy me a new skipping rope. The following phrase sounds cool by the way, "In ecstasy swirls and sways to her strange tryst". Sounds so poetic. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112262458488689456?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112262458488689456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112262458488689456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112262458488689456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112262458488689456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-day-of-week-friday.html' title='Last Day of The Week!- Friday'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112254411979048371</id><published>2005-07-28T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T02:48:39.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been really busy recently..</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a long time since I've blogged. Its a really busy period of the month because its like when all the class tests being to pour in. Like today, we have 3 tests already, Physics, English Literature and Chinese! Really stressful Singapore's education is.&lt;br /&gt;The last two periods of Thursday being  English Literature, and only having it once a week, Our teacher gave us this really difficult poem from William Blake, and we're supposed to answer the question and give full annotations on the poem, well at least I find it difficult because I haven't been feeling well recently, anyway the poem was Auguries of Innocence. Then again, my English Literature hasn't always been very good, hanging around the 70's. And we have to finish reading a 180 page novel by R.K. Narayan The English teacher, I believe that it was greatly shortened. During recess today, while I was in the library, I saw Joseph! My god, my eyes were positively TAINTED by him. How saddening, anyway, Pamela was really nice, she agreed to lend me her printed notes on the novel.&lt;br /&gt;Well the English teacher isn't too bad a book, but it's kind of boring because I don't particularly fancy this kind of books. Its about this lecturer who teaches English in a college in India and he stays far away from his spouse and children. He bought a house and his family moved in with him and his wife died of what is suspected to be malaria, however it was typhoid fever. And everything goes on like he tried to talk to his wife through this person who CLAIMS to be able to communicate with spirits, and during the reading process, you find yourself throwing questions at yourself like "Why the heck is he so superstitious??" Easy as it may seem,  it isn't easy annotating and reading halfway, it gets kind of irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is such a long post, at least by MY standards, nobody else's. I've still got a WHOLE book to annotate, read and I've still got my poem to complete. Ahh, Cya guys sometime soon. *Breathes Heavily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT&amp;quot;; color: teal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT&amp;quot;; color: teal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112254411979048371?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112254411979048371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112254411979048371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112254411979048371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112254411979048371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/been-really-busy-recently.html' title='Been really busy recently..'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112218151479889243</id><published>2005-07-23T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:56:05.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Yay, no school. Haha, am I glad to be resting at home on such a wonderful day. The weather is usually sweltering hot, but today, its just nice and cool. Well, didn't blog yesterday because I was very tired. And today, a whole pile of work to be revised and studied for tests coming up. I wonder why I'm putting up with this rubbish -_-. And I just got google earth, its SO cool, I can see friend's houses across the globe. How cool is that?! Very! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my friend told me about the canoeing competition results. So saddening, after a consecutive 3 year champions, our B girls got dethroned by the NJC IP students. SIGH! C girls got champions and B girls got second. SIGH. *Dejected &amp;amp; Depressed*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will blog more later or tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112218151479889243?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112218151479889243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112218151479889243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112218151479889243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112218151479889243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112202616025169093</id><published>2005-07-22T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T02:56:00.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A real hectic day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="posts" class="posts"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="snippet-focused" class="snippet"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;         &lt;p&gt; Even though it is friday, it is nonetheless the most hectic day for me today. Lets see, i lost my chemistry file, and had to take a train all the way down to Pasir Ris, like about 30 mins away from my school.. Then i went to photocopy all the notes together with my friend, Nadya and Melissa, then the cashier told us we had to wait for about half an hour to get the papers done. Another 30 mins?! Thats 1 hour gone! Then we walked around white sands for like 30 odd mins, then we made our way back, good thing it was done. Then after that we took a train back.. I got off before Nadya.. 2 stops before her, she had to rush for cell group. Haha, anyways thats about what happened in school today. And I quarrelled with Joseph in school today!!(Read post before previous).. He's like so autocratic and stupid, he said I'm sick in the brain. So I replied At least I have a brain to be sick in, unlike you, not even a brain the size of a grape pip. And he started whining, I was so like WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH YOU?!..&lt;br /&gt;And he is actually attention-seeking? He attempted suicide before, and he actually text-messaged his classmate that he was going to jump off which building and where he usually jumps is like SO NEAR the classroom. I mean tell me if you want to commit suicide, I'll have the honour of pushing you off. LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;Today during assembly, Dunman High Dancers came over to our school to dance, and the first dance was something about flying horses. Me, Ray, Dominic, and several classmates seating near us, laughed the hell outta us!! They looked like a bunch of zombies prancing around the stage and they have long hair, so they kinda look like Sadako(Samara), really hilarious isn't it! And the 2nd dance is something about rising sun, and it was equally hilarious, it was just jumping around the stage.. And my class, we put up a skit! A roaring success, as expected from our class, Hahaz, Great work to all Skit members: Marlisa, Joshua, Aidan, Shirley, Diyana, Liana, Renu, Hui Wen, Qing Jun, Geraldine. Great work guys!! And our very own TMS dance club, the Temasek FreeStylers, REALLY great and hot moves you guys put up!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sry for the removing of the tagboard, i changed the template and now i need to get help from Yili to set up a new tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to study for recent up coming chinese and literature class tests! See ya soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112202616025169093?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112202616025169093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112202616025169093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112202616025169093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112202616025169093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/real-hectic-day_22.html' title='A real hectic day!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14685005.post-112195525203785746</id><published>2005-07-21T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:14:12.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck Canoeists!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow! Canoeists are like finals? Joan's K2 B division women 500m! Although we can't be there, We'll support you thru the ways we can!! Good Luck for tomorrow's race!! And may you canoeists clinch the B division award, whatever, Just win something back!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is like 10pm GMT+8:00 at the moment.. and still not tired at all!Anyway, Good luck to all canoeists competing tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112195525203785746?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112195525203785746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112195525203785746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112195525203785746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112195525203785746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-luck-canoeists.html' title='Good Luck Canoeists!!'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112193888552946642</id><published>2005-07-21T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:23:50.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha, I love the way i flamed that motherfucker.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I know this is the 2nd time I posted today. Hehe, Who cares? anyone limited to a blog a day? Lolz. Oh well, I know I have a funny name for a blog, I got credits from my friend, an online friend in Quebec, ^-^ hehe. If you're reading this, you rock! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Today, lets see, a generally nice day.. Had to complete a few pieces of homework, Chinese, Geography and Literature. Hehe. Anyway, after reading the previous posts, what do you think of that Joseph Character? Lets hope all his genitals rot and may he be impotent. =D I love myself, I'm a &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Narcissist. LOL. Oh well, Busy Busy, I'll stop for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From xiaxue.blogspot.com::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers of xiaxue.blogspot.com,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed, my blog has been hacked. I understand some of you might be sending emails to me right now, alerting me, and the thought warms my heart (which is very startlingly cold right now mind you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the hacker is quite clever. He also managed to guess the password to my gmail account. My 3,000 emails, some of which very important business contacts, are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snap!* Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw my account, I saw two new emails, and these were the only two. I thought Gmail cocked up on me. I laughed, refreshed, and hey, I got logged out! To my horror I couldn't log in anymore. Can you imagine the amount of time he or she took to delete everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking blogger.... GONE TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful. A total of 12 or so blogs, all painstakingly done up, all gone. The media center, the FAQs, the photolog, the Hate site. My hard work of 3 years, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanished into thin air now! How very cruel this person is. I wonder what made him or her do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I once told Adrian, "You know what is my greatest fear?" "What?" he mumbled (not because he wanted to mumble but because he only grunts and mumbles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that someone would hack into my blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian laughed and said, "Then did you save all your blog files?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him no. He scolded me and said, "Then you better go and save them now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did! The latest, however, was the May archives. So if you do have ways to get back the June and July archives, or you saved them even, do tell me! I never thought I would ever be thanking this person, but... xialanbin.blogspot.com did put in some work in copying my files afterall. The URL for my archives are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be hard work doing up all the old blog entries again. It will take a lot of time and sweat, but I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because being Xiaxue means nothing can get me down, ever. Especially when so many of you are with me. Thank you Shuyin, for waking up at 430am to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with nothing, and I can do it all over again. I will stop those bloody tears right this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me spread the word. Help me put this message on your blog. Do not email me at xiaxue@gmail.com from now until I get back my account. If you want a word, please email me at wendycheng@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real Wendy&lt;br /&gt;[Because this email can be authenticated by my friends Shuyin, Wanyi, Mrbrown, Mr Miyagi and Kenny Sia.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bloggers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112193888552946642?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112193888552946642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112193888552946642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112193888552946642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112193888552946642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha-i-love-way-i-flamed-that.html' title='Haha, I love the way i flamed that motherfucker.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14685005.post-112193716911502059</id><published>2005-07-21T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T02:12:49.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph, u big fat motherfucker.</title><content type='html'>Reminiscing about the past, Joseph, you are big fucking asshole. You don't deserve to live in this world, your existence is condemned by the few of us. I don't even know why Ray even bothers to speak to you. I HOPE YOU'RE READING THIS, MOTHERFUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;You know the only reason that we're putting up with you is because of Pamela.&lt;br /&gt;4 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;It was this fateful day that you did the unbearable. We did nothing, nothing at all, and you, being OVER sensitive thought that we were insulting you. Given the way we were speaking, we were NOT talking about you. Even so, it was only me and Dominic. Why the hell did you take it out on Claire(refused to be named). You have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY NO &lt;/span&gt;reason to take it out on her, she did nothing to you and you took it out on her because you see that she was nice to bully don't you?&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE MOTHERFUCKER. you really should die. (to all people who are reading this, I'm not usually like this, just got to let it all out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you really should leave pamela alone from now onwards, you're being a bad and i mean REALLY bad influence to her.  Get a life loser, now FUCK OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14685005-112193716911502059?l=invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/feeds/112193716911502059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14685005&amp;postID=112193716911502059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112193716911502059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14685005/posts/default/112193716911502059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invisiblemudpiesucker.blogspot.com/2005/07/joseph-u-big-fat-motherfucker.html' title='Joseph, u big fat motherfucker.'/><author><name>cookies'n'crème</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15920055096552330675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
