<?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-2663077208278876500</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:25:26.641+08:00</updated><category term='and when your hopes are all dashed'/><category term='midyears should just go away and never come back again'/><title type='text'>sprightlyinsane.</title><subtitle type='html'>sipping tea in the bar by the roadside.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8012783323828743544</id><published>2007-07-01T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:05:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movemovemove.</title><content type='html'>100th post. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've decided that I'll blog using livejournal, and copy the entry over. I know you think it's a little dumb but I'm using blogger as a backup. For a reason, as I've said before, livejournal is much more user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://chouxpastrylips.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://chouxpastrylips.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8012783323828743544?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8012783323828743544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8012783323828743544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8012783323828743544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8012783323828743544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/movemovemove.html' title='movemovemove.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1323781149959105905</id><published>2007-07-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:02:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livejournal!</title><content type='html'>I've got a blogger, xanga, wordpress. And finally, A LIVEJOURNAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be officially moving there. Who knows? I've already started posting there cause it's more userfriendly. I love livejournal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1323781149959105905?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1323781149959105905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1323781149959105905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1323781149959105905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1323781149959105905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/livejournal.html' title='Livejournal!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5744497403666392620</id><published>2007-06-30T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:30:40.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUTH DAY</title><content type='html'>Oh so happy youth day to everyone out there. Whether you're a teen or senior citizen, you know you're still young at heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a look of effort to wake up this morning cause I slept too late last night; thanks to homework. The school organised a concert for the students and yes, and some parts, they were really hilarious. Had to get chairs for the teachers but I tried not to go the short way cause if I did, I would block the AV people who were recording the concert and it wouldn't be nice, right? So I had to go to the ground floor, go to the other side of the hall, climb up, go back downstairs and come back up and put the chairs in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the last performance was the best cause Ms Vicky was in it. Hahaha. I miss English lessons from Ms Vicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Keziah, Mandy and Zoey after school. We took a bus and ended up at Far East Plaza. &lt;b&gt;We did not want to go to far east plaza!&lt;/b&gt; We walked and walked for very long with a cup of &lt;strike&gt;disgusting&lt;/strike&gt; bubble tea in our hands. We wanted to go to Heeren for lunch but it seemed so far away from Far East Plaza. Hence, we reached Paragon and decided that we needed air-con and FOOOOD. We ate at the soup spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Sakae at Heeren! I finished my Math homework there, and I felt so accomplished for that. Bought a little Elmo(it was the last piece, whoohoo!) from Action City and Corinne Bailey Rae's album. (It's good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all left at around 5+, ate ice cream from &lt;abbr title="Dairy Queen"&gt;DQ&lt;/abbr&gt; and trained home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(took some photos but I need to wait for Keziah to send them to me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5744497403666392620?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5744497403666392620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5744497403666392620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5744497403666392620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5744497403666392620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/youth-day.html' title='YOUTH DAY'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1636513783287240092</id><published>2007-06-26T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:19:59.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN THE TABLET PC.</title><content type='html'>Happy Day today &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stupid mousepad thing on my tablet spoiled my evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was really fun. We played traditional games such as five stones, pick-up sticks etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership workshop after school was enriching and entertaining. I love the coach! (bad mooding thanks to tablet so I'm not elaborating) Walked to redhill all alone with so many things in my hands. That uncludes my drawing blocks, water bottle and a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained home with Cynthia and Artrillian whom I met at Redhill after the leadership workshop which ended at 5.40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm damn pissed off with my tablet mousepad thingy. I don't really like fujitsu. I prefer sony cause my dad's sony's good and my fujitsu is like making me angry all the time. If it doesn't obey and isn't nice to me tomorrow, I will send it for repair cause without it, I'll have to plug in a mouse which is so troublesome and annoying cause the school table is so small and I won't have enough space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, I feel like slamming the tablet on the ground right at this moment. It's making my blood boil. Now that I am so angry, I shall go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1636513783287240092?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1636513783287240092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1636513783287240092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1636513783287240092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1636513783287240092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-tablet-pc.html' title='DAMN THE TABLET PC.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5856626655981192444</id><published>2007-06-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:18:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SCHOOL STARTS IN THREE DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5856626655981192444?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5856626655981192444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5856626655981192444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5856626655981192444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5856626655981192444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/zomg.html' title='zomg.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4440860564046381008</id><published>2007-06-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:30:44.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO GO SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES, WTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why does this always have to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mommy, I want to go vivocity to shop for new clothes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Why vivocity, the place is so big and I will get lost and tired.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I want to go shopping for clothes and with her also cannot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivocity's like the best place to shop for clothes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. That's cause there are so many choices and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;River Island&amp; Forever 21&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I am panicking now after realising that GSS ends this friday. The way I'm panicking is like all the shops are going to be closed after GSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(prays hard that mommy agrees to bring me to anchorage for my rubriks cube and to vivocity for shopping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be happy; but it's oh so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(add)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's more than just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/add)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4440860564046381008?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4440860564046381008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4440860564046381008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4440860564046381008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4440860564046381008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-to-go-shopping-for-clothes-wth.html' title='I WANT TO GO SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES, WTH'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5865071479016315952</id><published>2007-06-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:44.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rnf1Cgqc92I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eQOEZJj6jm4/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rnf1Cgqc92I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eQOEZJj6jm4/s320/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077796528360060770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wild Wild Wet is possibly the best thing in Singapore!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great, I swear. It was totally worth giving up a 50 inch Plasma television set for. (Daddy tried to stop me from going cause he was worried by tempting me with a 50 inch plasma tv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really, really late today when I met Isabelle and Galen for lunch. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So sorrrrry&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;I had cheeseburger for lunch at macs. Galen bought the whole extra value meal please. Like, wth? That's like double of what I ate? He's really fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Pasir Ris straight after macs. Haha, Ashley had to wait for us there. Sorry, again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;:/&lt;/span&gt; Took a bus to &lt;a href="http://wildwildwet.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Wild Wild Wet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! The ride, Slide Up, was a blast. It was indeed, really bloodcurdling. I could feel myself flying off the float. And as Isabelle mentioned, her "life flashed before her eyes". It applied to me too. To think Galen was laughing at me the whole time I was in fear that I would die anytime, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was the best ride, serious. It gives me a sense of satisfaction to do something I am afraid of. Cause that's like taking a step over a really high barrier kind of thing. Haha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took every ride besides the slow tortoise, sky rider. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cause it was too slow&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Laksa at the cafe in Wild Wild Wet. It's 3 bucks. Grr. But it tasted fine, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained home with all of them after it ended. The train ride was more than an hour I suppose. I  reached home at 7.30 or something. Dead beat right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I really need a rubiks cube. NOW. the 2x2 and 3x3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5865071479016315952?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5865071479016315952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5865071479016315952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5865071479016315952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5865071479016315952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild Wild Wet!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rnf1Cgqc92I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eQOEZJj6jm4/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6796460985656666686</id><published>2007-06-18T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:24:41.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GET LOST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop intruding my privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so not in the mood to cheer anyone up or whatsoever which I always do every single day. So now, where're all of you when I'm feeling low. Sorry if I were mean to you when you approached me on msn. Today's just not the day for anything to go right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6796460985656666686?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6796460985656666686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6796460985656666686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6796460985656666686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6796460985656666686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/get-lost.html' title='get lost'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8811611883314134560</id><published>2007-06-18T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:44.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Daddys' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnVk9wqc91I/AAAAAAAAARw/dteQZFPJS1c/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnVk9wqc91I/AAAAAAAAARw/dteQZFPJS1c/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077075167127861074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(sorry for the poor photo quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Fathers' Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy is the best. Well, that's when he doesn't get angry, get hungry, get into his farting mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, Daddy was always the one who punished me if I did something wrong. But he's also always the one who gets me what I want. For example the gameboy(the old color one and the sp) and my Sony T10, one fine day he just brought it home for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who makes me laugh. No, he isn't the one who cheers me up when I'm unhappy but his jokes are funny. At least, funny enough to make me laugh. He used to tell me a joke a day when he sent me to school daily, during primary 2. (he still sends me to school every day, but without a joke because my sense of humor has dropped, a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd wake up to buy me breakfast early in the morning when I demanded and would buy lunch home for me/would cook for me when I am hungry. I'm such a kid, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Daddy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you, I really do&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. You're the man whom I love most, forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think Mommy's going to get jealous when she sees this because I didn't dedicate a post to her for Mothers' Day. &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations for Fathers' day was spent at Orchard Hotel. Yummy food for happy dads(and their wives and children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Despite the fact that it was fathers' day, Daddy was so nice that he still went out to buy lunch and my favourite bubble tea. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3LoNXayVGaj53LhNmL1tmcvlnLudWazVGZuIXZrN2bs1CbhRXanlGZ/Joey%2520Yung%2520-%2520Moonlight%2520Melody.rbs&amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mini gallery in my blog is up! I think I'm such a genius. Blogger sucks because it doesn't support javascripts. So, I had to i-frame it. Ugh. Anyway, I got it up and running, so who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8811611883314134560?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8811611883314134560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8811611883314134560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8811611883314134560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8811611883314134560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-daddys-day.html' title='Happy Daddys&apos; Day'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnVk9wqc91I/AAAAAAAAARw/dteQZFPJS1c/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1869842401404589749</id><published>2007-06-17T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:47.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mug mug play play play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTLtgqc9vI/AAAAAAAAARA/phhPUSMWj8o/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTLtgqc9vI/AAAAAAAAARA/phhPUSMWj8o/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076906662675937010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the photo on the left is cool, anyway. Went to the twins'(Ashley&amp; Rachel) house to mug&amp;amp; play yesterday. Reached there at 10+ in the morning and came home at around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a little maths, and mugged science. Attempted to write my English compo, Lost, but I have absolutely no inspiration. I'm not creative when it comes to writing. I have no flair in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's lunch was at Swensens, with Ashley, Isabelle and Galen. Rachel didn't come, since she couldn't wake up early enough. She was sleeping like a pig. I had soup for lunch with ice cream for dessert. We all shared a serving of Topless 5(Galen, stop laughing) and Sticky Chewy Chocolate sundae. The bill came and the freaking GST was 8 dollars worth. We were all like, wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to popular after that, which Ashley and Isabelle got their pens. I had to control myself really hard because my pencil case's bursting(I have at least 15 blue/black/brown pens in it already) and I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt; moolahs left. Stupid lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTSXgqc9wI/AAAAAAAAARI/BbEFT7kel6U/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTSXgqc9wI/AAAAAAAAARI/BbEFT7kel6U/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076913981300209410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture! I'll post a funnier one if Galen decides not to teach me how to rollerblade for free. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we played Cluedo and Monopoly at the twins' house. We were not concentrating because we were all fascinated about Isabelle's homework. I mean, P6 work's so cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30pm, I got Ashley to turn on the tv so that I could watch the Price of Peace(some show about the Japanese Occupation). Then we were all screaming about how cruel the Japanese were. Isabelle has no feelings. She was somewhat wow-ing okay. She was so interested. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTUigqc9xI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q-pRHHZyDyU/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTUigqc9xI/AAAAAAAAARQ/q-pRHHZyDyU/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076916369302026002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTUywqc9yI/AAAAAAAAARY/XDdtCwj31TY/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTUywqc9yI/AAAAAAAAARY/XDdtCwj31TY/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076916648474900258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it's Rachel on the right and Isabelle in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTVIQqc9zI/AAAAAAAAARg/inM5BVMWLQY/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTVIQqc9zI/AAAAAAAAARg/inM5BVMWLQY/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076917017842087730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel loves this photo too much, because she thinks she looks great in it. Haha. Well, she does look good. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and this was how it ended:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTVqAqc90I/AAAAAAAAARo/jqu37B6IhEQ/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTVqAqc90I/AAAAAAAAARo/jqu37B6IhEQ/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076917597662672706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s I really feel like eating mooncakes now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1869842401404589749?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1869842401404589749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1869842401404589749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1869842401404589749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1869842401404589749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/mug-mug-play-play-play.html' title='Mug mug play play play'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnTLtgqc9vI/AAAAAAAAARA/phhPUSMWj8o/s72-c/06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7525741617682529171</id><published>2007-06-14T07:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:47.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnB45Aqc9tI/AAAAAAAAAQw/P9Hiz74rmPc/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnB45Aqc9tI/AAAAAAAAAQw/P9Hiz74rmPc/s320/lala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075689700872484562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cool. I'm listening to my ipod while watching the sunrise. &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Once again, I didn't go to bed because I couldn't as I took a 3hr nap from 10pm to 1am. That's what happens when your attempt to sleep early failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's getting brighter as each minute goes by. This reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sing to the Dawn&lt;/span&gt;. I know it makes no sense but, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it feels great to watch the sunrise. Maybe I'm thinking too much but the sunrise is like stages of life. You grow up and you see your bright future and all that jazz. And it all happens &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gradually&lt;/span&gt;. It just feels good. Some may think I've lost my sanity already. Plus, I think I sounded really old. As if I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the picture on the left had to go through color adjustments because the whole thing was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. That's all because I've got blue windows. How dumb right. I wish they were greeeeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it is me or is it really raining?)&lt;br /&gt;(alright, it's me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BRIGHTTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;. Yay. (I really think I'm nuts)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rise and shine to those pigs who're still sleeping cause I'm usually the one who sleeps till 3pm and no one wakes up later than me. So c'mon, wake up! hahahah! (please, DO NOT send me to the asylum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnB8EQqc9uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Dj3N1VJKc8I/s1600-h/lala3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnB8EQqc9uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Dj3N1VJKc8I/s320/lala3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075693192680896226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yay. I shall go to bed now. I think I'm like a vampire who stays up at night and sleeps in the day to avoid the sun. Alright, I'm hungry, so where's the blood. (told you, I'm pretty deranged due to the lack of sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with this song. It's so old already, yet I heard it for the first time only today. I'm such a slowpoke. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSSZWvClqVg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSSZWvClqVg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7525741617682529171?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7525741617682529171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7525741617682529171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7525741617682529171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7525741617682529171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-so-cool.html' title='Rise and Shine.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RnB45Aqc9tI/AAAAAAAAAQw/P9Hiz74rmPc/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2668690257374389929</id><published>2007-06-13T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:51:08.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived death!</title><content type='html'>My mood is now... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;survived&lt;/span&gt; from the big fat knife in the kitchen. It dropped onto my little toe from a height of approximately 1.65m. That's about my height! (yeah, I know I'm short) I didn't die, it didn't cut my toe off and it did not stab my foot! Haha, I feel really lucky right now. I didn't even scream. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was indeed scary, during those few moments when the knife was falling down to the ground. I felt as if I was on the brink of death. I was jumping around the kitchen and didn't know how to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;shoo far far away&lt;/span&gt;. Stupid me. But I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Go Lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2668690257374389929?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2668690257374389929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2668690257374389929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2668690257374389929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2668690257374389929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-survived-death.html' title='I survived death!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5393761241292483725</id><published>2007-06-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:48.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rm_kRgqc9rI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a821CSeao8c/s1600-h/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rm_kRgqc9rI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a821CSeao8c/s320/burger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075526294546740914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks delicious right! The fact is that the taste of it is gross(according to my mom. I didn't give it a try) and my mom didn't even eat 1/8 of it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you still didn't realise, it is a mini burger. If you really didn't realise it, you're really stupid because I deliberately put the salt/pepper dispenser(hahah!) beside it to show you the real size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it at Orchard Hotel's Orchard Cafe during its weekday buffet during lunch/tea if you don't believe my mom/me and try it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&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/2663077208278876500-5393761241292483725?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5393761241292483725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5393761241292483725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5393761241292483725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5393761241292483725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/mini-burger.html' title='Mini Burger'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rm_kRgqc9rI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a821CSeao8c/s72-c/burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6904006103435696905</id><published>2007-06-12T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T03:43:19.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dictionary Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Joey --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visually addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s Cereal is nice and good for growth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6904006103435696905?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6904006103435696905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6904006103435696905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6904006103435696905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6904006103435696905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/dictionary-me.html' title='Dictionary Me!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5159293336568980629</id><published>2007-06-09T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat/slim/whatever.</title><content type='html'>4am, not in bed. Yeah, I'm feeling bored. Anyway, I've decided to post this really awful photo of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the newspaper's here and yes, it gave me a shock when the person threw the newspaper hard on the door. now my heart's palpitating, oh great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this: (it's really recent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm43Qqc9nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T5v_DrmZnZ0/s1600-h/CIMG3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm43Qqc9nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T5v_DrmZnZ0/s320/CIMG3205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073789714714916466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Above is a fat girl eating popcorn! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring a bell? Ohwell, It reminds me of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MYOLIE WU IN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO GROW WITH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;! wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm55gqc9oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vKJoMBnpsmg/s1600-h/togrowwithlove_sc_%2856%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm55gqc9oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vKJoMBnpsmg/s320/togrowwithlove_sc_%2856%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073790852881249922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very saddening. Because after all, she didn't slim down. That is, in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel fat, overweight, obese. Pick it yourself. HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 10 MINUTES LATER -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am slim. My BMI is a freaking 18.4 and it's the lowest amongst my family. But all my friends have a BMI of 17.something. HOW DISCOURAGING IS THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know I am so contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLIM ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm87gqc9qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xdpUYoOf-6I/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm87gqc9qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xdpUYoOf-6I/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073794185775871650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I think I look slim in this, that's all.  That girl beside me has a BMI of 17.6. She can go and die. Oops, SORRY ISSY! Anyway, I think I look slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is full of crap. If I look slim, I shall love the camera. If I look fat, I'll throw the camera away if it isn't mine and delete the photo if the camera's mine. &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I HAD SUPPER(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5159293336568980629?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5159293336568980629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5159293336568980629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5159293336568980629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5159293336568980629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/fatslimwhatever.html' title='fat/slim/whatever.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rmm43Qqc9nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T5v_DrmZnZ0/s72-c/CIMG3205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8633377715191276505</id><published>2007-06-07T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:08:23.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotdog!</title><content type='html'>Random moment of my life: I just made hotdogs with cheese. Yummy. And I'm making it again, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, Mingxuan's jealous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&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/2663077208278876500-8633377715191276505?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8633377715191276505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8633377715191276505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8633377715191276505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8633377715191276505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-moment-of-my-life-i-just-made.html' title='Hotdog!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1816557700360956179</id><published>2007-06-07T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T17:15:28.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE.</title><content type='html'>Holidays are meant to be relaxed. With a bursting social calendar and truckloads of school homework to complete, I can conclude that I'm on the brink of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English, Literature, Chinese, Mathetc. I've spent the rest of this week slacking already because I haven't been feeling well. And now, I have to get back in action. I wish I could get back in action and fight ninja turtles(I don't know why ninja turtles but whatever) instead of HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even dare to go for a nap now okay! Like, I really want to complete my homework so soon. Maybe I should go and do math now. After all, that's my favourite subject? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, all those homework are shaping me into a nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1816557700360956179?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1816557700360956179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1816557700360956179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1816557700360956179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1816557700360956179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/die.html' title='DIE.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-780510946636098935</id><published>2007-06-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:52:50.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aries</title><content type='html'>Below are true descriptions of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","zodiac\u003cbr\&gt;signs, with traits from a book written\u003cbr\&gt;35 years ago by an astrologist\u003cbr\&gt;predictions. Read your sign, then\u003cbr\&gt;forward it on, with your zodiac sign\u003cbr\&gt;and label on the subject line.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;AQUARIUS - The One that Waits\u003cbr\&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone\u003cbr\&gt;loves them right now. Always Wants the\u003cbr\&gt;last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal.\u003cbr\&gt;Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to.\u003cbr\&gt;Everything you ever wanted. Easy to\u003cbr\&gt;please. The one and only. 7 Years of\u003cbr\&gt;bad luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;PISCES - The Addict\u003cbr\&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves\u003cbr\&gt;to joke. Very Good sense of humor.\u003cbr\&gt;Energetic. Predict future. GREAT\u003cbr\&gt;kisser. Always get what they want.\u003cbr\&gt;Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in\u003cbr\&gt;long relationship. Talkative.\u003cbr\&gt;Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck\u003cbr\&gt;if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;LEO - The Coolest one\u003cbr\&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love\u003cbr\&gt;is one of a kind. Silly, Fun and\u003cbr\&gt;sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most\u003cbr\&gt;caring person Ever meet! however not\u003cbr\&gt;the kind of person you wanna mess\u003cbr\&gt;with... u might end up crying... 9\u003cbr\&gt;years of bad luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;GEMINI - The Liar\u003cbr\&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not\u003cbr\&gt;one to mess with. Funny. Excellent\u003cbr\&gt;kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves\u003cbr\&gt;relationships,\u003cbr\&gt;Addictive. Loud. 16 years of bad luck\u003cbr\&gt;if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;CANCER - Does It In The Water\u003cbr\&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser.\u003cbr\&gt;One of a kind. Loves being In long-\u003cbr\&gt;term relationships. Extremely\u003cbr\&gt;energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed\u003cbr\&gt;your expectations. Especially with\u003cbr\&gt;your mom. Not a Fighter, But will\u003cbr\&gt;Knock your lights out. 2 years of bad\u003cbr\&gt;luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;ARIES- Irresistible\u003cbr\&gt;Nice Love is one of a kind. Great\u003cbr\&gt;listeners Very Good in bed... Lover\u003cbr\&gt;not a fighter, but will still knock\u003cbr\&gt;you out. Trustworthy. Always happy.\u003cbr\&gt;Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY\u003cbr\&gt;FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a\u003cbr\&gt;beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE\u003cbr\&gt;MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;zodiac&lt;br /&gt;signs, with traits from a book written&lt;br /&gt;35 years ago by an astrologist&lt;br /&gt;predictions. Read your sign, then&lt;br /&gt;forward it on, with your zodiac sign&lt;br /&gt;and label on the subject line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The One that Waits&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone&lt;br /&gt;loves them right now. Always Wants the&lt;br /&gt;last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you ever wanted. Easy to&lt;br /&gt;please. The one and only. 7 Years of&lt;br /&gt;bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Addict&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to joke. Very Good sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Predict future. GREAT&lt;br /&gt;kisser. Always get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in&lt;br /&gt;long relationship. Talkative.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck&lt;br /&gt;if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Coolest one&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love&lt;br /&gt;is one of a kind. Silly, Fun and&lt;br /&gt;sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most&lt;br /&gt;caring person Ever meet! however not&lt;br /&gt;the kind of person you wanna mess&lt;br /&gt;with... u might end up crying... 9&lt;br /&gt;years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Liar&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not&lt;br /&gt;one to mess with. Funny. Excellent&lt;br /&gt;kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves&lt;br /&gt;relationships,&lt;br /&gt;Addictive. Loud. 16 years of bad luck&lt;br /&gt;if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - Does It In The Water&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser.&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind. Loves being In long-&lt;br /&gt;term relationships. Extremely&lt;br /&gt;energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed&lt;br /&gt;your expectations. Especially with&lt;br /&gt;your mom. Not a Fighter, But will&lt;br /&gt;Knock your lights out. 2 years of bad&lt;br /&gt;luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARIES- Irresistible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nice Love is one of a kind. Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;listeners Very Good in bed... Lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not a fighter, but will still knock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you out. Trustworthy. Always happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\&gt;if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;SAGITTARIUS-The Lion\u003cbr\&gt;Great talker. Attractive and\u003cbr\&gt;passionate. Laid back. Knows how to\u003cbr\&gt;Have fun. Is really good at almost\u003cbr\&gt;anything. Great kisser. Unpredictable.\u003cbr\&gt;Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive.\u003cbr\&gt;Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long\u003cbr\&gt;relationships. Talkative. Not one to\u003cbr\&gt;mess with. Rare to find. Good when\u003cbr\&gt;found. 7 years of bad luck if you do\u003cbr\&gt;not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;TAURUS- The Genius\u003cbr\&gt;Most Amazing kisser. Very high appeal.\u003cbr\&gt;Love is one of a kind. Very romantic.\u003cbr\&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!\u003cbr\&gt;Entirely creative. Extremely random\u003cbr\&gt;and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous.\u003cbr\&gt;Great at telling Stories. Not a\u003cbr\&gt;Fighter, But will Knock your lights\u003cbr\&gt;out if it comes down to it. Someone\u003cbr\&gt;you should hold on to. 12 years of bad\u003cbr\&gt;luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;LIBRA - The Partner for Life\u003cbr\&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. Center of\u003cbr\&gt;attention. High appeal. Has the last\u003cbr\&gt;word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun\u003cbr\&gt;to be around. Extremely weird but in a\u003cbr\&gt;good way. Good Sense of Humor!!!\u003cbr\&gt;Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she\u003cbr\&gt;wants. Loves to joke. Very popular.\u003cbr\&gt;Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad\u003cbr\&gt;luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover\u003cbr\&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy.\u003cbr\&gt;Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future.\u003cbr\&gt;Irresistible. Loves being in long\u003cbr\&gt;relationships. Great talker. Always\u003cbr\&gt;gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves\u003cbr\&gt;to own Geminis&amp;#39; in sports. Extremely\u003cbr\&gt;fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of\u003cbr\&gt;bad luck if you do not repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;SCORPIO - Aggressive.\u003cbr\&gt;Loves being in long relationships.\u003cbr\&gt;Likes to give a good fight for what\u003cbr\&gt;they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves\u003cbr\&gt;to help people in times of need. Good\u003cbr\&gt;kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A\u003cbr\&gt;caring person. One of a kind. Not one\u003cbr\&gt;to mess with. Are the most attractive\u003cbr\&gt;people on earth! 15 years of bad luck\u003cbr\&gt;if you do not\u003cbr\&gt;repost.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;VIRGO- The Promiscuous One\u003cbr\&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to\u003cbr\&gt;find. Great when found. Loves being in",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you do not repost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS-The Lion&lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Attractive and&lt;br /&gt;passionate. Laid back. Knows how to&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. Is really good at almost&lt;br /&gt;anything. Great kisser. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long&lt;br /&gt;relationships. Talkative. Not one to&lt;br /&gt;mess with. Rare to find. Good when&lt;br /&gt;found. 7 years of bad luck if you do&lt;br /&gt;not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS- The Genius&lt;br /&gt;Most Amazing kisser. Very high appeal.&lt;br /&gt;Love is one of a kind. Very romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;Entirely creative. Extremely random&lt;br /&gt;and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;Great at telling Stories. Not a&lt;br /&gt;Fighter, But will Knock your lights&lt;br /&gt;out if it comes down to it. Someone&lt;br /&gt;you should hold on to. 12 years of bad&lt;br /&gt;luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Partner for Life&lt;br /&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. Center of&lt;br /&gt;attention. High appeal. Has the last&lt;br /&gt;word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun&lt;br /&gt;to be around. Extremely weird but in a&lt;br /&gt;good way. Good Sense of Humor!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she&lt;br /&gt;wants. Loves to joke. Very popular.&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad&lt;br /&gt;luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover&lt;br /&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future.&lt;br /&gt;Irresistible. Loves being in long&lt;br /&gt;relationships. Great talker. Always&lt;br /&gt;gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to own Geminis' in sports. Extremely&lt;br /&gt;fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of&lt;br /&gt;bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - Aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Likes to give a good fight for what&lt;br /&gt;they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to help people in times of need. Good&lt;br /&gt;kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A&lt;br /&gt;caring person. One of a kind. Not one&lt;br /&gt;to mess with. Are the most attractive&lt;br /&gt;people on earth! 15 years of bad luck&lt;br /&gt;if you do not&lt;br /&gt;repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO- The Promiscuous One&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to&lt;br /&gt;find. Great when found. Loves being in&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\&gt;long relationships. So much love to\u003cbr\&gt;give. Not one to mess with. Very\u003cbr\&gt;pretty. \u003c/p\&gt;\u003cp\&gt; \u003c/p\&gt;\u003cp\&gt; \u003c/p\&gt;\u003cp\&gt;hahaha. promiscuous?pretty?NAHHH.\u003c/p\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:tahoma, verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:8pt\"\&gt;Posted 6/4/2007 at \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595466711/virgo.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;10:51 AM\u003c/a\&gt; - \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595466711/virgo.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;add eprops\u003c/a\&gt; - \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595466711/virgo.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;add comments\u003c/a\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cdiv style\u003d\"margin-bottom:5px;border-top:3px double #cccccc\"\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\u003cdiv style\u003d\"font-family:tahoma, verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;padding-top:2pt;padding-bottom:8pt\"\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\nyep.  go on. blame me for everything. i&amp;#39;m unreasonable. but no means no. and i&amp;#39;m not ignoring you damn it. like why the hell should i talk to someone who just gives me ... answers. whatever. to everyone, i&amp;#39;m just a bitch.\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:tahoma, verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:8pt\"\&gt;Posted 6/4/2007 at \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595483210/item.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;11:37 AM\u003c/a\&gt; - \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595483210/item.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;add eprops\u003c/a\&gt; - \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.xanga.com/raspberry__martini/595483210/item.html\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;add comments\u003c/a\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cdiv style\u003d\"margin-bottom:5px;border-top:3px double #cccccc\"\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003c/td\&gt;\u003c/tr\&gt;\u003c/table\&gt;\n\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003ctable border\u003d\"0\" cellspacing\u003d\"0\" cellpadding\u003d\"8\" width\u003d\"97%\"\&gt;\n\u003ctr\&gt;\u003ctd valign\u003d\"top\"\&gt;\n\u003cdiv style\u003d\"font-family:tahoma, verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13.5pt;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:4pt\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long relationships. So much love to&lt;br /&gt;give. Not one to mess with. Very&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cool, anyway. I read from somewhere else that it's pure bliss to be an Aries because Aries are born leaders and we have really great traits. Besides the fact that Aries are usually short tempered. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling too well and the medicine seem to be worsening my condition. Ohwell, my ipod's hanged too. Okay, not hanged but it's paused right there and I can't do anything with it. So, I shall just wait for the battery to drain off and hopefully, it's able to work properly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad, bad day. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-780510946636098935?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/780510946636098935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=780510946636098935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/780510946636098935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/780510946636098935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/aries.html' title='Aries'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4001376640942568749</id><published>2007-06-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T13:35:28.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No good.</title><content type='html'>You remember the recent hyperventilating-non-stop thing which happened on me? Now, it's happening again. Well, not so much about the breathing difficulties now but it's more of coughing, sniffing and my brain&amp; eyeballs are on fire. So basically, that's the state I'm currently in; discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, Strepsils and rest don't seem to be much of an aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just praying really hard that I'd feel better tomorrow so that I can make it for council bonding. It's going to be really tiring and well, dirty. I just need to ready, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle and Ashley, get well soon, okay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4001376640942568749?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4001376640942568749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4001376640942568749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4001376640942568749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4001376640942568749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-good.html' title='No good.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8300500585909285039</id><published>2007-06-02T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:49.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Gay Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGXhxT4vjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y_QmbAuj6P8/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGXhxT4vjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y_QmbAuj6P8/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071501261824114226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galen's birthday yearly, shall be renamed as Gay Day, commencing this year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun going out with Galen, Isabelle, Ashley, Rachel and YongXun. Too bad it isn't Galen's actual birthday. I woke up at 10.20am, and got out at 10.35am. Managed to train to dover before 11am to meet dear Isabelle. Ashley was so fickle minded, who arranged to meet us at dover at 11.15am and decided not to in the morning but thought she should meet us at dover in the end? Ahh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;messy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, took a cab from Dover to Cineleisure. (yes, that place, again) The three of us, insanely sprinted up to the 5th level(?) to get tickets for &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809426502/info" target="_blank"&gt;Blades of Glory&lt;/a&gt;. It's a good show. Like, humorous and all. It was at no point boring, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really hungry after that. As per normal, I'd cry for food like a little kid. Went to Pastamania for the beef bolognese and a bottle of sparkling water. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Galen and YongXun came after that. Made a lot of noise while eating. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the arcade for air hockey and car racing and Galen was super smart, he lost his bag of presents! Isabelle was on the verge of tears, since she spent so much effort on them. Luckily, we found it eventually. Well, not really, we got it from the token counter. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the coke bar after the boring arcade. Bought two bottles of snapple and we shared it amongst six people. Now, that's how you save money! However, we soon realised that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GALEN LOST HIS IPOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all started scouring for it all around, even under the carpet. And we ransacked each others bags. Isabelle and Rachel ran down along with Galen to the arcade to see if his Ipod was there. Too bad, no avail. Isabelle felt really guilty and yeah, I felt sad for him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; Galen, don't keep brooding over it okay. Galen was really nice, he tried to be happier to like, not dampen our spirits. But, how could one not be sad when he lost his ipod! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vivocity after the movie, which ended at around 4pm. Shopped in Candy Empire for a moment and we went to Haagen Daz! Yes, for the chocolate fondue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGW3RT4viI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WjD0CRx5LDs/s1600-h/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGW3RT4viI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WjD0CRx5LDs/s320/023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071500531679673890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGX9hT4vkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/IEnaYdQvcto/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGX9hT4vkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/IEnaYdQvcto/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071501738565484098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sinful chocolate, we went to play with water. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Quite dumb, but ironically fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGc8hT4vlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/906lImqHDf8/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGc8hT4vlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/906lImqHDf8/s320/yay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071507218943753810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cabbed home. Taxi drivers these days drive really slowly and it really gets on my nerve. Ohno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s YES, I WORE THE SAME TOP AS YESTERDAY, GRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8300500585909285039?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8300500585909285039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8300500585909285039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8300500585909285039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8300500585909285039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-gay-day.html' title='Happy Gay Day'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmGXhxT4vjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y_QmbAuj6P8/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3311251934874547365</id><published>2007-06-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:49.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGrhT4vhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ilJjjOqVft0/s1600-h/friendster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGrhT4vhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ilJjjOqVft0/s320/friendster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071130893909278226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Daphne today, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she was late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Daphne, was really great who left me waiting at Jurong for like 20 minutes! Okay, that isn't very long. We had duck porridge for lunch(yummy) which was really economical because it was only $2.50 for it, with egg! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to Tanjong Pagar for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chewy Junior&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; but we were too lazy to go to that no-air-con place and wanted to hit town. So, we rushed to Cineleisure and managed to catch Shrek 3 at 1.05pm. Shrek the third is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GOOOOOOOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I haven't watch the prequels so I'm going to rent them or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered around orchard road, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The better toy store' at Ngee Ann City, was like the best place for teenagers like us with a deprived childhood, right Daphne? We spent like the most time there because we seem to have not seen anything similar in our lives before. Well, somewhat. We kept exclaiming how amusing everything were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I felt really hungry and kept complaining that I wanted to eat like a crying baby. One moment I wanted to eat carrot cake and the next moment, I wanted something salty. Daphne had to bear with my annoyance. So sorry, Daphne! I ended up with some triple cheese dog from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dairy Queen&lt;/span&gt; which was not bad. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home soon after taking those photos at the neoprint machines at Heeren. Walked back to Ngee Ann City so that I could bring Daphne to her bus stop and so Daddy fetched me from there! Luckily I brought my mp3 if not I would have been bored to death while waiting for Daddy to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGYRT4vfI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Tt4c4vI2xP4/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGYRT4vfI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Tt4c4vI2xP4/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071130563196796402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGhRT4vgI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AgzFdpLeyjo/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGhRT4vgI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AgzFdpLeyjo/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071130717815619074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Going back to 'The better toy store' another day to get that Garfield, because I think the 'Perfection is hard to improve' thing printed is really cool. yay, I'm a happy girl. Well, that's only if that Garfield isn't too, expensive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3311251934874547365?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3311251934874547365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3311251934874547365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3311251934874547365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3311251934874547365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/06/crazy-kids.html' title='Crazy kids.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RmBGrhT4vhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ilJjjOqVft0/s72-c/friendster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-408530823081816994</id><published>2007-05-31T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:53:54.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GALEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday Galen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you know exactly why did I use purple, don't you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I only know this dude last year but yeah, he's A GREAT FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;(besides the fact that he didn't get me anything for my birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CYA ON SATURDAY DUDE! You can read all those cheesy stuff and some really unpleasant stuff about yourself in the birthday letter! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s stomachacheeeeeeeee &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-408530823081816994?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/408530823081816994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=408530823081816994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/408530823081816994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/408530823081816994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/galen.html' title='GALEN!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5956515922136865725</id><published>2007-05-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:50.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob Squarepants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rl2cpRT4vbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ww1WCCodr1U/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rl2cpRT4vbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ww1WCCodr1U/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070380988324429234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is insane. I want to migrate to the incredibly carefree place, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bikini bottoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. It's such a pity that it doesn't exist, does it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, everything just doesn't fall into place, on land. Like you know, one moment you had hopes pinned so high or expecting some fun really soon. But the next immediate moment, everything just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;crashed&lt;/span&gt;. Somewhat like driving your new Ferrari  and crashed into a truck, when your thoughts on winning the next car race is dashed. That feeling of being crestfallen, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;singing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha, Patrick's butt in that bikini bottom picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rl2eshT4vcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fkfHeApIZhE/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rl2eshT4vcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fkfHeApIZhE/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070383243182259650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just want to be like this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Living in the world of Euphoria and some unhappy thing can become so positive after a really short while. This kid is a role model(not for his stupidity) for his optimistic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that yellow sponge to bits and I want to be like him, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a cheerful kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5956515922136865725?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5956515922136865725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5956515922136865725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5956515922136865725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5956515922136865725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/spongebob-squarepants.html' title='Spongebob Squarepants.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rl2cpRT4vbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ww1WCCodr1U/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3898557037832402462</id><published>2007-05-30T03:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T03:40:02.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout! :D</title><content type='html'>Okay, I think this new layout thing is weird. But I simply can't take the old layout anymore. The plain white layout from blogger's too boring already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think the profile photo on the left's really ugly. My balancing hand isn't even straight. But I'm leaving it so since there's no other better photograph. Yes, very pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm still up when it's almost four in the morning within 20 minutes or so. I'm getting tired and I'm starting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to like the air-con rooms. I love the fresh air in the living room. I think I'm just going to sleep on the sofa tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-want-to-go-out. Staying at home really makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Chyan's coming back! &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3898557037832402462?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3898557037832402462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3898557037832402462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3898557037832402462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3898557037832402462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-layout-d.html' title='New Layout! :D'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8757691892946660702</id><published>2007-05-29T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimistically Happy!</title><content type='html'>Oh so I see that I'm finishing a tub of one pint Ben&amp; Jerry's Ice cream. (It's the New York Super Fudge Chuck, my favourite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlwJeRT4vZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jzz9WY2etOU/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlwJeRT4vZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jzz9WY2etOU/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069937696159874450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(brb, to finish my melting ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm back. The ice cream's sinfully yummy. You know the feeling when you bite onto the white chocolate chucks in the ice cream, it's simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oohlala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LIME GREEN&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ipod nano. It's my current love. I spent the whole of last night finding album artworks for my songs and all. Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlwKtBT4vaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ciH7X7I5FYI/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlwKtBT4vaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ciH7X7I5FYI/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069939049074572706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a little slow, that so many people have got ipods like eons ago, but who cares. :D I think I'm a materialistic little girl. Bleargh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But at least, I appreciate.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today isn't a very good day. I woke up at noon (pig, I know) and had duck rice for lunch. I felt really sleepy and a little dizzy and decided to take a nap. I intended to sleep for half and hour only but I ended up sleeping for 2 whole hours, no kidding! To think I'm not even feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd better go read something now, maybe the Geography textbook? I don't know. I feel like going back to sleep &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: All landscape photos to be resized to 705x529. and 529x705 for portrait photos.&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/2663077208278876500-8757691892946660702?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8757691892946660702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8757691892946660702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8757691892946660702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8757691892946660702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/optimistically-happy.html' title='Optimistically Happy!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlwJeRT4vZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jzz9WY2etOU/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-537911407715478689</id><published>2007-05-27T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:47:24.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely</title><content type='html'>Don't you think everything sold at &lt;a href="http://beyondcreations.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Beyond Creations&lt;/a&gt; are really gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s blogging about the fun-filled weekend tomorrow or something :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-537911407715478689?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/537911407715478689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=537911407715478689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/537911407715478689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/537911407715478689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/lovely.html' title='Lovely'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7073228975851709957</id><published>2007-05-25T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:50.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GODSISTA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlZ9uxT4vYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QfBiQdQJJc8/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlZ9uxT4vYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QfBiQdQJJc8/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068376673116274050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KECHYANWEN MY GODSISTA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you a lot. So can you just take the next flight and come back to Singapore!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7073228975851709957?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7073228975851709957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7073228975851709957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7073228975851709957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7073228975851709957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/godsista.html' title='GODSISTA!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RlZ9uxT4vYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QfBiQdQJJc8/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2245868150363014542</id><published>2007-05-23T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T20:30:52.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>It's really amusing how I can hyperventilate so often. Like, once every 5 to 10 minutes? Oops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2245868150363014542?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2245868150363014542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2245868150363014542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2245868150363014542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2245868150363014542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_23.html' title=':('/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6365347604307840943</id><published>2007-05-21T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:19:54.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>I want to go to the doctor's to get medicine. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6365347604307840943?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6365347604307840943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6365347604307840943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6365347604307840943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6365347604307840943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4955536297006039809</id><published>2007-05-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:04:37.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pig</title><content type='html'>Ohmy, I don't want to go to school tomorrow! I know I'm such a pig. I want to wake up at like around noon and go shopping. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yessssssss, shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; It's not like I just got my pocket money or something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; but I desperately need new clothes and all those stuff. I know I sound like a bimbo but, whatever. (haha, I've got a bimbo camera too! but I still love it since sometimes it isn't as bimbo as others think because it can take really beautiful shots if you know how to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I don't feel like going to school. :( After all, it's only one more week of school, right? Aiyah, I shall see how tomorrow. Like, if I'm really tired and decide not to be a good kid then I'll skip school? AHH, last Friday I wasn't feeling well but I still went to school to well, be a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for this 11pm show to start. The show ends at 1am! But I'm still going to watch anyway. I may use that two hours wisely by making a layout. Yesterday, I wanted a break from those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;probability homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and decided to make a layout can! I randomly found an image, made a layout and uploaded it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt;. I think the layout's pretty(search my profile, sprightlyinsane) but I'm not using it since it's so not me. That layout I made was so dainty? eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch teevee now! Goodbye dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4955536297006039809?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4955536297006039809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4955536297006039809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4955536297006039809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4955536297006039809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/pig.html' title='Pig'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3807928105248246490</id><published>2007-05-18T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:51.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fake smile?</title><content type='html'>Now that's exactly how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rkz61RT4vXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ytesdDOa540/s1600-h/smile_by_lack_of_sanity.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rkz61RT4vXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ytesdDOa540/s320/smile_by_lack_of_sanity.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065699473971789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I'VE FINALLY FOUND THIS SONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yD0b6H8CgA/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yD0b6H8CgA/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3807928105248246490?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3807928105248246490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3807928105248246490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3807928105248246490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3807928105248246490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/fake-smile.html' title='A fake smile?'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rkz61RT4vXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ytesdDOa540/s72-c/smile_by_lack_of_sanity.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7878740422559083952</id><published>2007-05-17T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:43:07.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSE WEIGHT LOSE WEIGHT</title><content type='html'>You may have realised that I'm currently on a diet. I'm determined to lose some weight this week. Nono, it's not that I've totally stopped eating or what but it's just that I'm controlling my diet. (not having supper, drink milk when hungry during odd hours etc) I really need to grow taller &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; lose weight desperately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With determination, I'm to succeed! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Midyears, badly done. Don't ask, because you won't get an answer. hahah. It's simply too embarrassing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7878740422559083952?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7878740422559083952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7878740422559083952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7878740422559083952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7878740422559083952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/lose-weight-lose-weight_17.html' title='LOSE WEIGHT LOSE WEIGHT'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8176110883944072868</id><published>2007-05-16T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:45:11.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I had a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/dj1.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/17b1c50a-bc25-47db-9727-9c3b91a0010f&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;theName=Bad Day&amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="138" width="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/17b1c50a-bc25-47db-9727-9c3b91a0010f/Bad-Day/?widget=flash_player_dj"&gt;Bad Day.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes the system goes on a blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the whole thing it turns out wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not make it back and I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I could be well oh that strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm not wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, 62% for Chinese overall, second highest in class for that. I should feel happy or what. 62% is very low for a subject like Chinese, &lt;abbr title="in my opinion"&gt;imo&lt;/abbr&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was not too great either. During secondary one midyears, I failed my CA and got 70 for SA. Now, it's the other way round. Oh well, it's over anyway and there's no use crying over spilled milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping early tonight cause I'm feeling really lethargic and there's CCA tomorrow. I'm going to be dead beat, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8176110883944072868?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8176110883944072868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8176110883944072868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8176110883944072868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8176110883944072868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/cause-i-had-bad-day.html' title='Cause I had a bad day'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8640509443592582639</id><published>2007-05-14T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:02:19.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure</title><content type='html'>simply is when you get a piping hot cup of korean kimchi noodles right before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I don't want to face the consequence, obesity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8640509443592582639?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8640509443592582639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8640509443592582639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8640509443592582639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8640509443592582639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/pleasure.html' title='Pleasure'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6012563073609847183</id><published>2007-05-14T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T10:22:18.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Competent and Cooperative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/isfj.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great head for facts and figures. You can remember and use any fact you've read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentistry&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;Environmental Science &lt;br /&gt;Finance &lt;br /&gt;Nursing&lt;br /&gt;Nutrition Science &lt;br /&gt;Medicine&lt;br /&gt;Law&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSS! I WANT TO STUDY MEDICINE/LAW. Medicine's a better choice since the standard of my English is like, hopeless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Weigh 145&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouweighquiz/scale.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you weigh less than this, you either have a fast metabolism or are about to gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;If you weigh more than this, you may be losing a few pounds soon!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouweighquiz/"&gt;How Much Do You Weigh?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?! I way lighter than that and I do not have a fast metabolism whatsoever. FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now as I need to buy lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6012563073609847183?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6012563073609847183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6012563073609847183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6012563073609847183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6012563073609847183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogthings.html' title='Blogthings'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1499410062985015906</id><published>2007-05-13T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:51.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers' Day</title><content type='html'>While, I guess it isn't really happy probably because I'm not a mother. Some charity show repeat took over the time slot for my show. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was ironically exhausting. I spent around $30. :( Not very good because I'm saving up for the red ipod nano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, Michaela reached early and we had lunch at Vil'age. The pizza was really good. I mean, will all the cheese, it was mamamia! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming and Jeanna arrived later, after we've had lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took neoprints and photos. As I said, today isn't really a happy day so I'll just post a photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkbBJ93APLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/alpLcLZNCA4/s1600-h/twits.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkbBJ93APLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/alpLcLZNCA4/s320/twits.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063947207992949938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1499410062985015906?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1499410062985015906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1499410062985015906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1499410062985015906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1499410062985015906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers&apos; Day'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkbBJ93APLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/alpLcLZNCA4/s72-c/twits.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6919563588971413257</id><published>2007-05-10T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:53.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This was meant to be posted yesterday but I was just to exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blogger's being so annoying. OHWELL, whatever. I don't really care because I'm bouncing on the balls of my feet becaus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9966CC"&gt;&lt;font size="+5"&gt;THEEXAMSARE&lt;br&gt;OVERRRRRR.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and yes, I'm feeling &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3399"&gt;gay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;U&gt;MATH PAPER.&lt;/U&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was way easier than I expected. Seriously, I expected it to be of some alienish-math-code that I'll never understand but fortuanately, it appeared to be &lt;font color="#CC0000"&gt;HULLAGALOOMBA!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(I just don't know how to express how ecstatic I feel but seriously, math paper was the most relaxed one.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the 2.5hr paper, Ashley, MingXuan, Ariel, Peiqi and I took the bus to ngee ann city. We had lunch and waited&lt;em&gt;waited &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;waited&lt;/strong&gt; for the dearest birthday girl to end school at 12.30pm. Stupid Ming, Ariel and Peiqi wanted to go watch DVDs. Like, wth. You people are the meanest! But still, I was nice and agreed to camwhore with Mingzaye. So yeah, photos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkLuv93APGI/AAAAAAAAANM/Z-F642hAbuY/s1600-h/03.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkLuv93APGI/AAAAAAAAANM/Z-F642hAbuY/s320/03.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062871438944386146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, Ashley and I moved on. We went to get Issy's present. Her present was really expensive because it was really small and it was like $15+. Grrrrrr. Oh well, &lt;font color="#0000FF"&gt;ISABELLE, HOPE YOU LOVE IT. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus, we didn't want to get a cake for some i-don't-know-why reason. So we got &lt;font color="#990066"&gt;BROWNIES&lt;/font&gt; instead. :D They really tasted yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohoh, Galen arrived when we were buying Issy's present, along with Yaoyi. And then Isabelle came along, like WAYYYYY LATER. Almost fell asleep walking while waiting. Anyway, they all wanted to have lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.pepperlunch.com.sg" target=_blank&gt;PepperLunch&lt;/a&gt;. So we headed there was birthday, song singing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkLx693APHI/AAAAAAAAANU/F1gdq3A1d7M/s1600-h/02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkLx693APHI/AAAAAAAAANU/F1gdq3A1d7M/s320/02.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062874926457830514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it looks weird. Blah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isabelle started writing Galen's full name on the feedback form from PepperLunch and I couldn't help it but to write that he's occupation was, Roadsweeper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL0st3APII/AAAAAAAAANc/NSJ6p_H6yws/s1600-h/04.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL0st3APII/AAAAAAAAANc/NSJ6p_H6yws/s320/04.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062877980179577986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galen: How come I didn't know I'm a roadsweeper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After PepperLunch, we walked to Cineleisure. Took loads of photos. However, I'm only uploading a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm starting to get really tired and lazy to type so photos will do most of the explaining)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL1Z93APJI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fq2aLYoI9Gs/s1600-h/01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL1Z93APJI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fq2aLYoI9Gs/s320/01.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062878757568658578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clockwise: Rachel, Isabelle, Me and Ashley.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to sit down somewhere and chat, while Galen and Yaoyi studied the merchant of venice for their literature paper. We shared ONE bottle of snapple! (the all SIX of us)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL2E93APKI/AAAAAAAAANs/XeE4EBA7Ylo/s1600-h/friendstermain.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkL2E93APKI/AAAAAAAAANs/XeE4EBA7Ylo/s320/friendstermain.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062879496303033506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachel and I! We were all feeling restless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's about it. We left at around 5pm. Then, I trained to SGH because Mommy's hospitalised :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get well soon Mommy!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6919563588971413257?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6919563588971413257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6919563588971413257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6919563588971413257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6919563588971413257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-was-meant-to-be-posted-yesterday_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RkLuv93APGI/AAAAAAAAANM/Z-F642hAbuY/s72-c/03.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6177228113348686944</id><published>2007-05-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:00:46.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and when your hopes are all dashed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6177228113348686944?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6177228113348686944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6177228113348686944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6177228113348686944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6177228113348686944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-seriously-gonna-fail-science-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3327267467097244460</id><published>2007-05-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:51:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huccups</title><content type='html'>This is so infuriating. I've been hiccupping for the past hour. GRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History paper tomorrow. Goodluck to myself and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3327267467097244460?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3327267467097244460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3327267467097244460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3327267467097244460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3327267467097244460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/huccups.html' title='Huccups'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6670146860275627423</id><published>2007-05-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:49:03.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare and Contrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOURCE A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is a wonderful kid. shes it savvy, smart, knowledgeable and she is really helpful. Joey was also very hardworking, thus earning her a place in the GREAT HUGE BIG university of singapura. The government and Mothership were proud of her. Everyone likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOURCE B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was the bitch. everyone hated her. though joey was smart, hardworking and IT savvy. She never cared for others. she always uses money as a way of getting whatever she wanted, thus earning her a place in the GREAT HUGE BIG university ofsingapura. the government was bribed into liking her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOURCE C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was a hardworking and independent woman of the future. she always got work done. She was also helpful and considerate. However, the government and her peers dont like her because of her pimply face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qsn 1. Compare sources a and b. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above sources were contributed by &lt;a href="http://crayonsthelove.blogspot.com" target=_blank&gt;Geraldine&lt;/a&gt;. (hahahha)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she wanted an answer from me for the compare and contrast question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources A and B are similar with regards to Joey is dilligent. Source A says Joey is "very hardworking" and Source B says Joey is "hardworking". Therefore, it shows that Joey is a nerd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i hate my pimply face too. ARGH. I've got this huge pimple on my nose. OW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s blogger's being irritating. The create post page won't load fully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6670146860275627423?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6670146860275627423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6670146860275627423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6670146860275627423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6670146860275627423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/source-joey-is-wonderful-kid.html' title='Compare and Contrast'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7065476744124007651</id><published>2007-05-05T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature, Byebye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjvibN3APDI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kgPvJaHPev8/s1600-h/01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjvibN3APDI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kgPvJaHPev8/s320/01.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060887563485592626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the literature note there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjvimN3APEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CswzeL3Y_t0/s1600-h/02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjvimN3APEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CswzeL3Y_t0/s320/02.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060887752464153666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TRASH IT BABEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rjvist3APFI/AAAAAAAAANE/YUfeMlzJ94I/s1600-h/03.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rjvist3APFI/AAAAAAAAANE/YUfeMlzJ94I/s320/03.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060887864133303378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could burn the clay marble too :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7065476744124007651?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7065476744124007651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7065476744124007651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7065476744124007651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7065476744124007651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/literature-byebye.html' title='Literature, Byebye!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjvibN3APDI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kgPvJaHPev8/s72-c/01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7211260723661026601</id><published>2007-05-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:35:33.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm CHEENA</title><content type='html'>Ripped it off &lt;a href="http://heymomitsmemom.blogspot.com/" target=_blank&gt;Jea&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Chinese Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like to eat chicken feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You sing karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've worn glasses ever since you were in fifth grade&lt;br /&gt;You'll haggle over something that is not negotiable&lt;br /&gt;You are a Math genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You take showers at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You avoid the non-free snacks in hotel rooms&lt;br /&gt;You say "aiyah!" and "wah!" frequently&lt;br /&gt;You save grocery bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You twirl your pen around your fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been taught that wasting food is a sin&lt;br /&gt;Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself&lt;br /&gt;You beat eggs with chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like congee with thousand-year- old eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have eaten moon cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask you if you've eaten, even if it's midnight&lt;br /&gt;You email/MSN your Chinese friends, even though you're only 10 feet apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can read traditional Chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your toothpaste tubes are all squeezed paper-thin before they are thrown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what pearl milk teas are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring fruit with you as a gift when you visit people's homes&lt;br /&gt;You have acquired a taste for bitter melon.&lt;br /&gt;You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your parents argue with other adults over the dinner bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to use coupons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cheena.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div 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2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-9017567162749130995</id><published>2007-05-02T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:45:51.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Mashed potato for dinner. With cheese and marmite. &lt;u&gt;YUMM.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the starch's gonna make me fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-9017567162749130995?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/9017567162749130995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=9017567162749130995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/9017567162749130995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/9017567162749130995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1962508610623690423</id><published>2007-05-02T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:48:50.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and when your hopes are all dashed'/><title type='text'>Eurgh.</title><content type='html'>Just now was absolutely an embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the mini forum to get my attendance taken and ended up with a tucked out shirt. The unglamness in front of the whole council population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got a bad reputation at council. :( I'm so famous, for my unglamness. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Fifi, Priscilla and Kristie laughing at me for a whole minute, I simply felt like hiding my face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1962508610623690423?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1962508610623690423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1962508610623690423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1962508610623690423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1962508610623690423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/eurgh.html' title='Eurgh.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-784436354241227938</id><published>2007-05-01T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:11:10.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midyears should just go away and never come back again'/><title type='text'>ALOHA!</title><content type='html'>Just here to let you know I didn't die just because of the english papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having New York Super Fudge Chuck now! YUMM. The white and dark fudge chunks are ooooohlala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging day on labour day. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog more another day if I don't get killed by midyears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s don't worry, i'm just kidding. I'm not going to commit suicide or something. hahah!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-784436354241227938?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/784436354241227938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=784436354241227938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/784436354241227938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/784436354241227938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/05/aloha.html' title='ALOHA!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3942129980428378645</id><published>2007-04-28T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:43:52.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIFI &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;THANKSSSS! you too. I can't wait for tuition from you. You such obscene person! hahahah:D (p.s. I just saw your friendster photos. hahahha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;janell&lt;/span&gt; - YES, and it's your fault that we didn't have a gathering okay! nvm, I can make one after the opressing midyears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;michaela &lt;/span&gt;- OOPS, it sucked:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aditi &lt;/span&gt;- They're not addictive. They're SEDUCTIVE. hahaha:D Because I say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dajie&lt;/span&gt; - SEDUCTIVE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEDUCTIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEDUCTIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ashley &lt;/span&gt;- I wrote gambling. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT. ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dajie, again &lt;/span&gt;- NO, IT WAS AWHILE. OHWELL, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SORRRRRRRY&lt;/span&gt;:( I just kept laughing. Didn't care about controlling. It was too difficult to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keziah&lt;/span&gt; - nvm about english, your math will pull you up &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;highhigh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEEE &lt;/span&gt;- hahah, I should have took a video of you running, show it to you and you'll agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynette&lt;/span&gt; - hahhah!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keziah &lt;/span&gt;- if you're so smart, then must give me tuition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINGXUAN&lt;/span&gt; -I didn't wanna go town what. besides, my study session was held at home, like in the clubhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked. Wasted the day bumming around and now I'm trying to make up it up by mugging like a toad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3942129980428378645?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3942129980428378645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3942129980428378645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3942129980428378645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3942129980428378645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/mug.html' title='mug.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3566081570214144205</id><published>2007-04-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:30:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Session!</title><content type='html'>English Compo: I wrote to the topic, temptations. Wrote about not being able to resist the temptation to gamble. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOPE &lt;/span&gt; I didn't go out of point!:(&lt;br /&gt;Complaint Letter: Yucks, gross, I'm dead. I thought my language for the complaint letter was kadjhaskdhaksdj. die.&lt;br /&gt;Compre: I've got absolutely no confidence in myself for this. I couldn't even answer the first question.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Less than 10 points, die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, my english papers were horribly done and there is no way that my CA marks could pull it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, I had Math Military Training at 1pm. I love practicing math :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home straight after it and met Siying at chinese garden MRT. We walked to my condo and I sort of left her alone for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awhile&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry Siying. Anyway, LEE was even slower than me. When we saw him he was running "like a constipated chicken." - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quoted from dearest Siying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt anyone disagrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study sessions were never this fun anyway. I was the only one studying can! Though I laughed really hysterically and all but I did do work! Lee and Fong were talking about their life in JPS and how they used to quarrel in the schoolbus. Lee told us how funny his first aid teacher is that led a female teacher laughing too. Read &lt;a href="http://glorious-chaos.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Siying&lt;/a&gt;'s post! I'm too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS SO COOL TODAY. WE SNEAKED FOOD INTO THE STUDY ROOM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, next friday, STUDY SESSION. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I know this entry is entirely random and the events aren't in order. Ahh, I'm just frazzled that's why. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3566081570214144205?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3566081570214144205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3566081570214144205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3566081570214144205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3566081570214144205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/study-session.html' title='Study Session!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4443882837878184211</id><published>2007-04-26T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:53.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English. GOODLUCK MAN.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the English papers. Well, I think I'm probably the only one studying for it when there's nothing to study. Don't ask me how I do it, because I don't know either. I just study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nerves are all as tight as violin strings. Pretty petrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attempting&lt;/span&gt; to use better vocabulary. So, please tell me if it's misused. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck for midyears everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjC3et3APCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lZnnANrHrF0/s1600-h/mug.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjC3et3APCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lZnnANrHrF0/s320/mug.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057744119871323170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Mugging is highly seductive ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4443882837878184211?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4443882837878184211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4443882837878184211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4443882837878184211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4443882837878184211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/english-goodluck-man.html' title='English. GOODLUCK MAN.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RjC3et3APCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lZnnANrHrF0/s72-c/mug.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3128600185967589301</id><published>2007-04-24T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:52:09.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't take this anymore</title><content type='html'>There's absolutely no point revising your work. The more you revise, the more you practise, you realise how much you can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practised really hard for mathematics. And when I say that, I mean it. It's just plain demoralising to find out how badly I did for the recent math test. I expected, at least a pass. (well, it's possible but it's low, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand. I feel stupid, for one reason: I am stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3128600185967589301?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3128600185967589301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3128600185967589301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3128600185967589301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3128600185967589301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-take-this-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t take this anymore'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5000730887570111894</id><published>2007-04-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:20:39.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's unexpectedly, undeservingly short.</title><content type='html'>You were this strong, cool girl at school, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't know you personally and you probably never knew I existed(and will never know). However, seeing such an unfortuanate and unexpected misery happen is simply an agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debra didn't leave me a 100% positive impression of herself. However, she doesn't deserve do to die just because she wanted those handphones back, right? Or probably the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;mistakes she made. Life is simply unpredictable and really tramaurtising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just wanna ask, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so ironic, to see someone, someone who's my schoolmate for a long 6 years, to just leave like that.  I have to emphasise again that I never knew her personally. But seeing such a breaking news just simply startled me. Chyan Wen told me the person who suffered this misery was from RGPS. I didn't believe her until the CNA news flashed her photo. I was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debra, &lt;u&gt;rest in peace.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5000730887570111894?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5000730887570111894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5000730887570111894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5000730887570111894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5000730887570111894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/rip.html' title='Life&apos;s unexpectedly, undeservingly short.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7810850493625555913</id><published>2007-04-23T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:50:23.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life ought to be more encouraging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything simply doesn't fall in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/279431" target=_blank&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/279431&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2609556957793126241</id><published>2007-04-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:36:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put your records on</title><content type='html'>Three little birds, sat on my window.&lt;br /&gt;And they told me I don't need to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Summer came like cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;So sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;we got it wrong, but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;And nothing seems to change,&lt;br /&gt;and it all will stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't you hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on,&lt;br /&gt;tell me your favourite song&lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,&lt;br /&gt;(just relax, just relax)&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let those other boys fool you,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that awful hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid,&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;The more you stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;the more they seem to change.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on,&lt;br /&gt;tell me your favourite song&lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just more than I could take,&lt;br /&gt;pity for pity's sake&lt;br /&gt;Some nights kept me awake,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realise,&lt;br /&gt;that you don't even have to try any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on,&lt;br /&gt;tell me your favourite song&lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on,&lt;br /&gt;tell me your favourite song&lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Oh, You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nuX0SQZbAQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nuX0SQZbAQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2609556957793126241?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2609556957793126241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2609556957793126241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2609556957793126241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2609556957793126241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/put-your-records-on.html' title='Put your records on'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7249188396772341651</id><published>2007-04-22T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:54.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matcha Icecream!</title><content type='html'>From this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RipDv9SHltI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5Y75R2F7O3A/s1600-h/this.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RipDv9SHltI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5Y75R2F7O3A/s320/this.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055928022860273362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RipE0dSHluI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ksN2SG6Im1Y/s1600-h/tada.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RipE0dSHluI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ksN2SG6Im1Y/s320/tada.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055929199681312482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Just in case the second photo depicts the yummy thing I'm holding unclearly, I'm hold that $3 worth Matcha Ice Cream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7249188396772341651?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7249188396772341651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7249188396772341651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7249188396772341651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7249188396772341651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/matcha-icecream.html' title='Matcha Icecream!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RipDv9SHltI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5Y75R2F7O3A/s72-c/this.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4846967367874221356</id><published>2007-04-22T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:46:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuckssss.</title><content type='html'>My Saturday has gone down to a waste. Shall not mention my stupidity. (I think it's stupid anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://evblasted.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Esther's Blog&lt;/a&gt; if you're so nosey to find out what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read and still do not know what do I feel stupid. Well, think for yourself. I spent at least 3hrs standing there for nothing. Few hours of my life was flushed down the toilet bowl, just like that. However, fruitful but torturing experience I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4846967367874221356?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4846967367874221356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4846967367874221356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4846967367874221356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4846967367874221356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/yuckssss.html' title='Yuckssss.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5448981884608182062</id><published>2007-04-20T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M&amp;M cookies!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://sweetestsins.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Patricia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can't stand people who shake their legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with them?! Unless they've got Parkinson's disease or some other disease, I don't see what's the problem with them. What unglamness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm an epicurean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the finest food please. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I enjoy cutting my toenails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm, pervertic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I enjoy looking at pretty girls more than looking at handsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied this off Patricia's list because I enjoy looking at pretty girls too! Not them but their outfit, shoes, shades etcetc :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I don't know how to spell diarrhoea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the spelling off dictionary.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't like HDB void decks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard not very flattering stuff about void decks before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I'm tagging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) MingXuan&lt;br /&gt;2) Joey Lee&lt;br /&gt;3) Isabelle!&lt;br /&gt;4) Ashley&lt;br /&gt;5) Lynette&lt;br /&gt;6) Aditi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so I did bake cookies on wednesday this week. 20 cookies in total. Ate 2, Mommy ate 2 and Daddy ate 1. 15 to give away. I can't really remember to whom I gave them too. However, I'm sure all of you enjoyed the cookie:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rii92NSHlpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_k4owwR8SoA/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rii92NSHlpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_k4owwR8SoA/s200/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055499320699623058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear with the awful photo quality. Anyway, 10 mini packs of mini m&amp;ms! I think I ought to get baking m&amp;amp;ms instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rii-6tSHlqI/AAAAAAAAAME/HdDN4arxcAc/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rii-6tSHlqI/AAAAAAAAAME/HdDN4arxcAc/s200/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055500497520662178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half bitten cookie. It's heavenly. I can already picture you drooling on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to those whom I did not give! I'll TRY MY BEST to bake for the whole class and whole of council + some special people after the nerve-wrecking midyears okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;sprightlyinsane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I have an impulse to watch Mulan. VCD(there weren't dvds at my time, haha. i just made myself sound older) where are you????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s I've got truckloads of homework. :( and I really need to boost my vocabulary knowledge, knowing that the English papers' precisely a week later only. &lt;u&gt;die&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;die&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5448981884608182062?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5448981884608182062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5448981884608182062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5448981884608182062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5448981884608182062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/m-cookies.html' title='M&amp;M cookies!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rii92NSHlpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_k4owwR8SoA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2891361573235425648</id><published>2007-04-14T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:55.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crezawards!</title><content type='html'>Friday the 13ths are always great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was as usual, hectic and all. My wrists, ankles and back hurt badly during chinese and I got a little impatient with myself :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was spent with Chyan Wen at Tiong Bahru Plaza. We had steamboat. hahah! Stupid rain which got us later than late. We went to buy black vanguard for the decorations for the council board. Cutting, outlining, pasting etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crezawards was the bestestbest! Congrats to all the performers. Ya'll were absolutely impressively. And I love the guest performers. The UAN person who sang that fish leong song and the ex-crescentian:D Ohoh! and the Singapore finalists, Gayle(wdvr) and Nurul. Well, Paul Twohill was there but he was acting 'dao'. I really didn't like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayle and Nurul sang I'm not missing you and Somewhere over the rainbow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBeCdTg9HI/AAAAAAAAALU/st5dCiZesIA/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBeCdTg9HI/AAAAAAAAALU/st5dCiZesIA/s200/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053142178228925554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nadia and Yeewen! Such a cool shot. However, I shall not elaborate how embarrassing it was to take this photograph! I attracted tons of attention because of the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBeotTg9II/AAAAAAAAALc/LGNY2PE8RpA/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBeotTg9II/AAAAAAAAALc/LGNY2PE8RpA/s200/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053142835358921858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the both of them, singing somewhere over the rainbow, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBfWtTg9KI/AAAAAAAAALs/IxCVaiAfxsI/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBfWtTg9KI/AAAAAAAAALs/IxCVaiAfxsI/s200/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053143625632904354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBfl9Tg9LI/AAAAAAAAAL0/k9FdEucCxwg/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBfl9Tg9LI/AAAAAAAAAL0/k9FdEucCxwg/s200/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053143887625909426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. Either to sleep or do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate 14ths. eew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2891361573235425648?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2891361573235425648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2891361573235425648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2891361573235425648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2891361573235425648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/crezawards.html' title='Crezawards!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RiBeCdTg9HI/AAAAAAAAALU/st5dCiZesIA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2134489425541867540</id><published>2007-04-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:42:28.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today sucked</title><content type='html'>I lost my mp3 player. &lt;i&gt;perfect.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, despite the unhappiness(not only the fact that I lost my mp3), I am still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;(: Why, you may ask. The reason behind it is council. Whenever I feel down due to school life, the thought of council just perks me up and make me go all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s crezawards on friday!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2134489425541867540?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2134489425541867540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2134489425541867540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2134489425541867540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2134489425541867540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-sucked.html' title='today sucked'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2423209178680135027</id><published>2007-04-09T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:41:02.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGTHINGS.</title><content type='html'>Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1 for chinese(well, I faired badly for comprehension though)&lt;br /&gt;15/20 for english summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know 15/20 isn't high but my average used to be 12/13 out of 20 so I think it's a great improvement :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, quizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Weight is Ideal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouneedtoloseweightquiz/weight-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your BMI is 18.5 - a healthy BMI falls between 18.5 and 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you are the perfect weight for your height.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may not be entirely happy with your weight, you are healthy.&lt;br /&gt;So gain or lose a few pounds if you want, but don't go too crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't agree? Blame the government standards we based this test on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedtoloseweightquiz/"&gt;Do You Need to Lose Weight?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, no. I wanna be slightly, I SAY SLIGHTLY underweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Phoenix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/phoenix.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driven and ambitious, you tend to acquire material success easily.&lt;br /&gt;You have grand schemes - both for your own life and for changing the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great leader, and you have no problem taking the reigns.&lt;br /&gt;However, you aren't all business. You also have great talents for performing and visual arts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any talents performing! I mean, especially dancing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Enterprising&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/enterprising.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engertic, ambitious, and sociable.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in politics, leading people, and selling things or ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auctioneer - Bank President - Camp Director&lt;br /&gt;City Manager - Judge - Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Recreation Leader - Real Estate Agent - Sales Person&lt;br /&gt;School Principal  - Travel Agent - TV Newscaster  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are investigative careers, like mathematician or architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enterprsing? oops! I think I am no where near being an entrepreneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mind being a judge, a lawyer(yay), a TV Newscaster, a bank president. However, being school principal simply turns me off! I wouldn't want to be a mathematician but I simply love maths to bits. Plus, I've thought of being an architect since the beauty in some buildings simply make me go oooooooooh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2423209178680135027?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2423209178680135027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2423209178680135027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2423209178680135027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2423209178680135027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogthings.html' title='BLOGTHINGS.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2374403504868994495</id><published>2007-04-07T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T15:01:41.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom, sucks.</title><content type='html'>Trying this out to kill boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: loves to flirt&lt;br /&gt;B: Loves people&lt;br /&gt;C: BEST SMILE&lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities ever&lt;br /&gt;E: Freaking beautiful&lt;br /&gt;F: People wild and crazy adore you.&lt;br /&gt;G: Never let people tell you what to do.&lt;br /&gt;H: Likes to act crazy as hell&lt;br /&gt;I: Loves to laugh&lt;br /&gt;J: Freaking Rowdy&lt;br /&gt;K: Really silly.&lt;br /&gt;L: REALLY easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;N: Good at sex.&lt;br /&gt;O: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people&lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;R: a freak in bed&lt;br /&gt;S: Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;T: very attractive&lt;br /&gt;U: Gets hugs&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgmental&lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Y: GREAT kisser&lt;br /&gt;Z: Lives life for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Freaking Rowdy&lt;br /&gt;O: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;E: Freaking beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Y: GREAT kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: BEST SMILE&lt;br /&gt;H: Likes to act crazy as hell&lt;br /&gt;A: loves to flirt&lt;br /&gt;N: Good at sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY, SEE WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY NAME.&lt;br /&gt;What great kisser, loves to flirt and wth, good at sex. eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, this is just for &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt; laughs.&lt;br /&gt;At least it killed my boredom for well, 2 minutes? oh great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2374403504868994495?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2374403504868994495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2374403504868994495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2374403504868994495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2374403504868994495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/boredom-sucks.html' title='Boredom, sucks.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4006044958430905874</id><published>2007-04-07T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:05:49.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm such a &lt;s&gt;spolit&lt;/s&gt; lucky little girl with daddy bring me out for supper at 11+pm. Despite the fact that he's tired and all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahwell, pretty much into the easter mood right now. Thanks to the really random deejay on 95fm just now. Well, atleast I did learn something: 90 000 000(count the zeros babeh!) chocolate easter bunnies are made yearly purely for easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, so eating an chocolate easter bunny doesn't sound so guilty after all, does it? It's just one out of the 90 million you're eating. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an easter song to well, get the easter mood going. Ohno, I'm craving for an easter bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/dj1.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/8bee14fd-1e6b-449e-aa77-d653b9f01b23&amp;amp;theName=Kids Songs - Here Comes Peter Cotton Tail&amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="138" width="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8bee14fd-1e6b-449e-aa77-d653b9f01b23/Kids-Songs---Here-Comes-Peter-Cotton-Tail/?widget=flash_player_dj"&gt;Kids Songs - Here ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4006044958430905874?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4006044958430905874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4006044958430905874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4006044958430905874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4006044958430905874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7307850244546152685</id><published>2007-04-06T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:56.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(230, 230, 250);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so intuitive, it's like you have a sixth, seventh, and eighth sense.&lt;br /&gt;You connect with others freely and easily - and you tend to have many best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Warm and caring, it's hard for you to close your heart to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Affection is like air for you - you need to give and receive it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your universal compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your unpredictable mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Mauve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I'm being a little slow posting this now that my birthday's already over. Oh well, it's here for those who er, want to know more about me? Oh hey, I think I'm intuitive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping today! Very, fruitful I guess. Plus, I successfully dug a hole in daddy's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pair of shades(like, finally!) and two edc tank tops. I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; am &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY2eXO6RsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7JqjKFZj6BU/s1600-h/03.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY2eXO6RsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7JqjKFZj6BU/s200/03.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050283927403120322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely shades, 115$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY23XO6RtI/AAAAAAAAALE/1m-n_4GdQOQ/s1600-h/02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY23XO6RtI/AAAAAAAAALE/1m-n_4GdQOQ/s200/02.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050284356899849938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought this while waiting for daddy&amp; mommy to come out of the gents/ladies. hahah! It's my new addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't capture a photo of my new tanks because they're washing in the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study now. Pepsins, erepsins amylase etcetc. They're making my mind go all nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s dance group photograph! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY7bHO6RuI/AAAAAAAAALM/x5qVVjVMP50/s1600-h/04.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY7bHO6RuI/AAAAAAAAALM/x5qVVjVMP50/s200/04.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050289369126684386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7307850244546152685?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7307850244546152685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7307850244546152685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7307850244546152685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7307850244546152685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-day.html' title='Happy day!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RhY2eXO6RsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7JqjKFZj6BU/s72-c/03.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7040672536637029415</id><published>2007-04-05T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T13:41:48.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough cough</title><content type='html'>Oh this is just so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 5 different kinds of tablets to eat a day. Four are 3 times a day. Which means, I'm consuming 13 tablets per day. Plus the 3 times a day cough mixture. This is bad, &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;bad&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, birthday was great; but I'm not elaborating since I'm not in a suitable condition for that and MY PINK PANTHER DVD ISN'T WORKING WHEN I WANT TO WATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- calms down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still want to thank this lovely bunch of friends for wishing me happy birthday in one way or another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testimonials: Carmen Weiting, Fangyu, Fifi, Jouteng, Esther, Sheryl, Yanting, Jeminah, Megan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN: Fifi, DaphneNG, ISABELLE, JOEYLEE, Jia Jun, zoey, alex(cousin's boyfriend), carren(ONION!), kellytay, Shiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMSes: Joey Lee, wth SINGTEL, SeiYee, Adria, San Yee, Fangyu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALLS: Nora JieJie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGS: mingxuan, lynette, isabelle, ashley, elissa, huiyan, AJ, esther ersy, janell,&lt;br /&gt;qiaochu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS AND HANDSHAKES: Chyan, Cynthia, Nadia, Hui Chee, Chits, Ashley, Keziah, Jiayi,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia, Geraldine, Dawn, Casandra, Victoria, Tracy, Laura, Andrea, Chrisvensia, Rachel,&lt;br /&gt;Jiawen, huiyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email: PRISCILLA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the presents too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too ill for anymore typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s sorry if I didn't put your name down. I'm rather senile already, some may say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7040672536637029415?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7040672536637029415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7040672536637029415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7040672536637029415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7040672536637029415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/cough-cough.html' title='Cough cough'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2484537606164691394</id><published>2007-04-02T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:30:49.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my birthday's ending about 25 minutes later:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will blog about today tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2484537606164691394?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2484537606164691394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2484537606164691394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2484537606164691394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2484537606164691394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/birthday.html' title='BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3699292840986324090</id><published>2007-04-01T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T17:06:46.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Fest :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BUTTDAY MOMMY!!!!! &lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;AND OF COURSE, SIYING TOO! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today started off realy badly. Running nose, sore throat, and all those crap. I'm positive I'm going to fall ill on my birthday. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T WANT TO FALL ILL ON MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just if you're wondering how did the learning festival go. Well, wasn't really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot to bring Fry shirt and couldn't participate for massdance(ahwell, FRY'S STILL THE BESTBESTBEST! THEY WON FIRST! WHOOHOO! OWNAGE MAN!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Council and I&amp;E duty timing clashed. I had totally NO TIME to find a replacement or something to swap duties with. grr. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And etcetcetc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, I went for council duty instead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best thing of all was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;council duty:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Ohmy, council's the best. Duty ended at 11(FOUR HOURS OF INTENSIVE DUTY). Nevertheless, it was really exhausting. However, it was fun! Ushering guests to the hall and all. Telling them about the school etc.(I TOLD SOME ABOUT THE SCHOOL HISTORY OKAY!) ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohohoh, and the highlight of council duty:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CELINE TOOK APPROXIMATELY 2HRS TO FINISH HER REDBEAN BUN! bahaha!&lt;br /&gt;(well, she had braces on) :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, I walked around the school "exploring" the somewhat interesting exhibits with Fifi. And she kept laughing at my marie visor! grr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the library for the vintage toys and marriage of different cultures exhibit. Then we just walked around randomly. It was really boring that I went back for council duty at around 12noon or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wasn't me who's to be on shift. However, I really enjoy council duties. Rather a sadist you may think. Ushered a whole load of guests to the PAT(performing arts theatre) which was at the 4th floor. Which meant I had to climb 2 levels for each batch of guests and for so many times! However, it was really enjoyable. Plus, it was such a pleasure to know that people actually think our school is really huge. I never thought so though since I've been to other schools with a larger campus. But on a second thought, sometims I actually feel tired walking from my classroom to the canteen. (giggles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ought to be doing math homework now. goodbye. Photos another time. As I said, I'm not supposed to be here in the first place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3699292840986324090?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3699292840986324090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3699292840986324090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3699292840986324090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3699292840986324090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/04/learning-fest.html' title='Learning Fest :/'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-849662381338362424</id><published>2007-03-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:26:10.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YELLOW DIRTY FELLOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="20" width="75px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GyesbuOuHb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GyesbuOuHb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;I love the new layout. :D Although Ashley says that the background's weird and mommy said 'sooooooo yellow' the moment she saw me coding the layout. Oops. I guess I'm like the only person who loves yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply LOVE YELLOW. Althought green's still the best. :P I think I'd like to spray my hair green/yellow/gold tomorrow. Hah, but definetely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; blue. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's learning festival:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach school - 7.30am&lt;br /&gt;Council Duty - 7.45 to 11.15am&lt;br /&gt;I&amp; E stall duty after that and class stall duty whenever I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be leaving at 2.30 SHARP to fetch daddy from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHOOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s HAHAH, JOEYLEE SAYS THERE'S WAYANG/LOYANG PLAYING NEAR OUR ESTATE AGAIN. LADY LUCK'S SMILING ON ME SINCE I CAN'T HEAR IT. :D Joey, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-849662381338362424?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/849662381338362424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=849662381338362424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/849662381338362424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/849662381338362424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/yellow-dirty-fellow.html' title='YELLOW DIRTY FELLOW'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7508231253160940368</id><published>2007-03-29T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:52:06.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY WISHLIST!</title><content type='html'>If you still don't know(toots), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY is on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall have a birthday wishlist (so mommy, daddy or ANYONE can get me what I want. hahahha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DADDDDDDDDDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beyonce's B'day album. Either &lt;a href="http://amazon.com/o/ASIN/B000NDIAWO/ref=s9_asin_image_1-hf_favarpcbss_2238_g1/102-7698513-0331317?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1B57JGG0Q7N7876QHW9R&amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=278240301&amp;pf_rd_i=507846" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bday-Beyonc%C3%A9/dp/B000H0MKGA/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-7698513-0331317?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;qid=1175133613&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Limegreen ipod nano!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blithe doll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A very-rich chocolate birthday cake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dream Girls Dvd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pursuit of happyness Dvd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New shoes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt; Dvd (if you realised, the font's purple, the gay color!:D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Queen&lt;/span&gt; Dvd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cinderella III Dvd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movenpick icecream!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A1 for chinese test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Truckloads of photos with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugs&amp; Kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and it goes on, never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an unforgetable 14th birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ohmy, you mean I'm FOURTEEN ALREADY?! How I wish I were four instead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so, I went to KK hospital today for my checkup/follow-up whatever. The doctor said that it's best that I go for the surgery. Argh, it's supposed to be a day surgery but KK hospital would insist that I'd be admitted to the hospital one day before the surgery and stay one more night after the surgery.(if I'm not wrong, that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't want to stay in the hospital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospitals freak me out. Especially the wards. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's a high chance that I'll be going for this surgery ]: To take away those big, huge and swollen tissues in my nose. grr. Maybe they're the ones making my nose fat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight darlings. (I love my readers!)&lt;br /&gt;I still feel sleepy even after an evening nap from 6.20pm to 8pm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oops.&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/2663077208278876500-7508231253160940368?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7508231253160940368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7508231253160940368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-wishlist.html' title='BIRTHDAY WISHLIST!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8318162407723031638</id><published>2007-03-27T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:38:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAOPOBING!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm really being such a pig to eat laopobing at such a late hour. Oh well, eating is such a pleasure. Plus, for some non-scientific reason, it is true that eating helps you sleep better. I know it's bad for the stomach because it has to work harder blah blah blah and the small intestine has so much digestion work to do when it's suppose to be resting like my eyes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an inane entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8318162407723031638?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8318162407723031638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8318162407723031638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8318162407723031638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8318162407723031638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/laopobing.html' title='LAOPOBING!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3878271024779048644</id><published>2007-03-27T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DADDY:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I MISS DADDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's extending his business trip and most probably, he won't be able to spend my birhtday with me:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgisT8DhmsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jS_aJxVyTS4/s1600-h/09022007685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgisT8DhmsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jS_aJxVyTS4/s320/09022007685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046472841007045314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random? Well, I feel like having lunch at pepper lunch today! However, I've got to stay back at school so I guess I'll have to eat chicken rice or something instead:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have a Pepper Lunch outlet in school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3878271024779048644?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3878271024779048644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3878271024779048644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3878271024779048644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3878271024779048644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/daddy.html' title='DADDY:('/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgisT8DhmsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jS_aJxVyTS4/s72-c/09022007685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4322611114543310897</id><published>2007-03-25T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:57.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wallet!</title><content type='html'>I woke up really late today, like almost noon. Headed for lunch soon after brushing my teeth and washing my face(almost typed brushing my face and washing my teeth! hahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm an indirect cannibal since I had sharks' fin soup for lunch(a big bowl shared with mommy!). Sharks eat humans, and I just ate sharks' fin! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced mommy to bring me to Paragon to buy shades. However, stupid place which doesn't sell pretty shades &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;:( However, I went into &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GUESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; what! I FOUND A VERY VERY BEAUTIFUL RED HOT WALLET; After 2 long dreadful years of using an ugly, rotting roxy wallet I used to play hopscotch with! I feel so accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgYsLMDhmrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tL3aPNidvww/s1600-h/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgYsLMDhmrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tL3aPNidvww/s320/DSC01152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045769003241413298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I THINK IT'S HOT. It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;REDDDDDDDDDDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. I've got to go now to do the remaining SCHOOLWORK. yikes, the newspaper review :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i wish there was an aircon installed in my study room. grr. I'm feeling HOT(hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4322611114543310897?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4322611114543310897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4322611114543310897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4322611114543310897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4322611114543310897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-wallet.html' title='New Wallet!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgYsLMDhmrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tL3aPNidvww/s72-c/DSC01152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1712165669658716742</id><published>2007-03-25T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:58.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Council Investiture 2007!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling way better now. Not that demoralised anymore because I can't do hip-hop. Instead, I'm being way more optimistic! I love doing math sums. :D I think I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that I actually did inline recording a longlong time ago. I recorded what was playing on the radio. So great okay, the radio was playing cantonese songs which I never knew existed!:D I left it recording for the whole night the other time. Ahh, cantonese songs are simply the best. Well, not forgetting english songs. Chinese songs are just no-no for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Fifi just sent me the Council Investiture 2007 photos to me!:D&lt;br /&gt;Finally, not another dull blog. I really think pictures livens up my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVRYsDhmkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qty9rcpgN5U/s1600-h/DSCF3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVRYsDhmkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qty9rcpgN5U/s320/DSCF3293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045528442123164226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celine and I! Haha, I see Aloycia and Mr Koh in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVR8MDhmlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hNu9RqH59tQ/s1600-h/DSCF3294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVR8MDhmlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hNu9RqH59tQ/s320/DSCF3294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045529052008520274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me and MY laoren! Fifi gho, you're so slim. You make me feel like going on a diet! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of the above were contributed by laoren. The photos coming up's the ones taken by yours truly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVUOcDhmnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uFKBNSduSeY/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVUOcDhmnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uFKBNSduSeY/s320/DSC01131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045531564564388466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Priscilla! I think she's explaining about how to walk out to the hall to the class chairpersons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVWSMDhmoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jU4iW6tIrkM/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVWSMDhmoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jU4iW6tIrkM/s320/DSC01133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045533828012153474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never thought of posting like that till Ariel taught me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVYFcDhmpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/U9tEbyrGwmY/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVYFcDhmpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/U9tEbyrGwmY/s320/DSC01135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045535807992076946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cynthia! How sporting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVY_MDhmqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kke1N599Kac/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVY_MDhmqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kke1N599Kac/s320/DSC01139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045536800129522338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ChyanWen, Joan and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all the photos I've got. :( So littleeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ought to be sleeping now because I've got a whole load of things left to do(that includes shopping!) and tomorrow's the last day of the weekend! I want 5 weekend days and 2 weekdays only. I'm such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, an old 2 years ago cantonese song to end the post with:&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" style="  background-color: #FFFFFF   ;border-color: #cccccc; color:#000 ; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; padding:0px; border-width:1px; border-style:solid"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="172" height="168" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/drums.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/8e507c0a-d941-42be-b2e3-23a35e69da44&amp;amp;theName=Charles Ying Feat. Janice - 24&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #000" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8e507c0a-d941-42be-b2e3-23a35e69da44/Charles-Ying-Feat.-Janice---24/?widget=flash_player_drums"&gt;Charles Ying Feat....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1712165669658716742?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1712165669658716742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1712165669658716742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1712165669658716742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1712165669658716742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/council-investiture-2007_7005.html' title='Council Investiture 2007!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RgVRYsDhmkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qty9rcpgN5U/s72-c/DSCF3293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8503307618065126032</id><published>2007-03-24T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:20:59.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>IF YOU HAVE A PASSION FOR DANCING, DANCING IS YOUR OXYGEN AND BLAH BLAH BLAH, PLEASE STOP CONTINUE READING THIS BECAUSE I WON'T WANT ANYONE TO COME UP TO ME AND GIVE ME A TIGHT SLAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm struggling with dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying anything bad but it's utterly useless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to me&lt;/span&gt;. Dancing takes a whole load of time to practice(because i've got no talent for it.), and I don't have any sense of satisfaction even after dancing properly.(if I even can) I think these time could be spent way more wisely by studying. For example, practising math sums or doing the science assessment book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps even pigging out with long-time-no-see friends are so much more worthwhile. I'm not made to dance. I think dancing is seriously nerve-wrecking. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing? why not something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'm such a nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8503307618065126032?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8503307618065126032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8503307618065126032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8503307618065126032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8503307618065126032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-774702734970186048</id><published>2007-03-24T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:24:42.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我力不从心 .&lt;br /&gt;i feel like running away.&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/2663077208278876500-774702734970186048?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/774702734970186048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=774702734970186048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/774702734970186048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/774702734970186048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-like-running-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5365292858729854899</id><published>2007-03-22T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:40:33.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joey loves you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ashley, dawn, geraldine, mingxuan,&lt;br /&gt;aditi, cleo, samantha &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's about the incident today which I believe many would have known. I thank you darlings for the encouragement. You people really care. Those few words like 'cheer up' and 'smile joey, smile!' can make a great a rather strong impact to how I actually feel; being an extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better now. :)&lt;br /&gt;However, struggling with math homework and trying to meet those project datelines(math, CME, enterprise etc.). How oppressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, plus the fact that I'm now in the Enterprise exco 2007/2008, leaving me to wonder what I'm to do. Assisting Zoeleen in finance? oh no, I really don't know what I'd expect. Perhaps I ought to be anticipating instead. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I thank you guys for your encouragements. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Will blog about council investiture tomorrow perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s Waiteng pat my head today during lunch and I was such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blurqueen&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't even know it was her. (I needed my friends to tell me who patted my head. I kept going, "who was it huh?" hahahha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5365292858729854899?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5365292858729854899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5365292858729854899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5365292858729854899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5365292858729854899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/joey-loves-you.html' title='Joey loves you'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-386978671647142694</id><published>2007-03-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:19:05.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I'm old already</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I actually wonder why people are sentimental beings. I mean, occassionally, I'll take some time off to think about those whom I actually haven't met for awhile. And when the idea of asking them out strikes, I feel disoriented about where to find courage to do that. I'd wonder if that person has doesn't remember who I am already? Gosh, I'm getting old. Why am I think of such things. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, maybe it's due to excessive-reading-to-understand literature poem. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework left to complete:&lt;br /&gt;2 newspaper reviews (english)&lt;br /&gt;1 chinese article review&lt;br /&gt;english toolkit worksheets(if I can find the toolkit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this march holiday is a holiday i'll never want to experience again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I've been having tummyaches for consecutively four days already. I'm starting to get worried. :(&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/2663077208278876500-386978671647142694?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/386978671647142694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=386978671647142694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/386978671647142694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/386978671647142694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/sometimes-i-actually-wonder-why-people.html' title='I guess I&apos;m old already'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5260522277029187089</id><published>2007-03-17T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:58.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorative Cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I FINALLY BAKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I baked Chocolate Yoghurt Cupcakes today. Yummy. The yoghurt did NOT make the cupcakes taste sour :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfuKSy9kmnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lJutnnScTEk/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfuKSy9kmnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lJutnnScTEk/s320/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042776263293704818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People who I love are in luck!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5260522277029187089?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5260522277029187089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5260522277029187089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5260522277029187089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5260522277029187089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/decorative-cupcakes.html' title='Decorative Cupcakes!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfuKSy9kmnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lJutnnScTEk/s72-c/DSC01077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6984534732019390019</id><published>2007-03-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:08:13.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...</title><content type='html'>Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to eat the sweet and salty food together in a meal! Like, one mouth of sweet, and the next of salty food. Get it? :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got about 10 soft toys on the small bed of mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love swimming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; because I don't like the idea of people splashing water at me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't stand kids shouting/running/disturbing me. Especially toddlers; sorry kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would like to study till I'm 30 and become a neurologist/neurosurgeon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't live without my bolster.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I suck at science but I simply love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took more than 5 years to convince my dad into buying an oven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my first phone at 6. :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I molested a tie! bahahahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Tagged: Lynette, Ashley, MingXuan, Keziah, Issy, Daphne, Priscilla Yap, Nadia, JoeyLEE and JEANNA!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so as most of you know, I've already gotten an oven and my new cellphone. I just went shopping this evening at LIBERTY! Bought indegrients for home econs project testing. Left to buy the cupcake tray and the cupcake paper. I'm finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;baking&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;tomorrow&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! Chocolate Yoghurt Muffins with vanilla icing or decorative icing with mini m&amp;ns! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sooooo can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now to study for home econs common test/complete literature homeowork/complete newspaper articles(?!)/find my english toolkit and do the work assigned/complete the home econs project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6984534732019390019?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6984534732019390019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6984534732019390019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6984534732019390019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6984534732019390019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged...'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-581222620864729130</id><published>2007-03-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:53:51.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I DESIRE THE&lt;br /&gt;DAY I GET&lt;br /&gt;AN OVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really need/want an oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bake for my family&amp;amp; friends. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s let me declare that the oven I'm referring to can BAKE. not KECHYANWEN THE OVEN. Jenna ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-581222620864729130?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/581222620864729130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=581222620864729130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/581222620864729130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/581222620864729130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-bake.html' title='I wanna bake'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2873484702428553136</id><published>2007-03-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escatic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;I FEEL SO ACCOMPLISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT SWIMMING STRAIGHT AFTER REACHING HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say SWIM, I mean I swim. Not soak myself in the pool and watch all the little ones having swimming lessons in pyjamas. They're really adorable! The coach kept saying, "keep swimming, blow bubbles!" hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that my godsista's being really euphoric, with the fact that we don't have to wear our council uniforms on council investiture. Chyanwen's the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the math enichment at 2C1 along with the boring science mass lecture. I don't like mass lectures because we got no chairs and my legs cramped at least 7 times. Btw, math was fruitful! Math's simply the best subject. I wish science was easier. (gah, this reminds me of my barely-passed common test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the "very long" lunch break we had, Lynette, Aditi and I went for STEAMBOAT. the cheap cheap one at tiong bahru plaza. Tom yam based soup is the love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU4ETCFPVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIo_666F2a0/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040997004390776146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU4ETCFPVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIo_666F2a0/s320/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LYNETTE! I think lynette's the cutest nette of the school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU5VDCFPWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YRgytbe8W4Y/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040998391665212770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU5VDCFPWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YRgytbe8W4Y/s320/DSC01002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random..! I was feeling too bored. The staff were serving us way too slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't manage to take the yummy tomyum soup since I was starving already when they served us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU6NDCFPXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zVTgDstXgiQ/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040999353737887090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU6NDCFPXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zVTgDstXgiQ/s320/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's in the cab, when we were rushing back to school.&lt;br /&gt;I think I forgot how to smile already. STUPID ULCER.(status: still unwilling to leave my mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah! Science lessons were about STDs, abortion, condoms etc. It felt really CME. Oh well, I'd prefer Mr Teo to teach us that than MR CBL. G2 people, I-M-A-G-I-N-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lessons, I headed to the foyer. Guess what, I saw JINGYI! It struck me that during our 10 years of friendship(well, we knew each other since nursery), we haven't take photos together before besides class photos. Ahhh. So here's it. I think I look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU8hzCFPYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5rYb1fb62q8/s1600-h/DSC01016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041001909243428226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU8hzCFPYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5rYb1fb62q8/s320/DSC01016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru plaza again to find the water bottle I want. Sadly, it's SOLD OUT. :( I so want that nike bottle. It's waaaaaaaaaay better than nalgene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going off to sleep/study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mug hard, get 70% for overalls during mid year. It's a goal to be achieved(THIS MIDYEAR EXAMINATION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, please tell me I won't fail english again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, adding on some msn webcam shots of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CHYAN, MY GODSISTA&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVCmjCFPZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/oM6yd-cXQgg/s1600-h/spastism.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041008587917573522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVCmjCFPZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/oM6yd-cXQgg/s320/spastism.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVC8TCFPaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_ruqRNzhdpA/s1600-h/serious.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041008961579728290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVC8TCFPaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_ruqRNzhdpA/s320/serious.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She acts serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVDOzCFPbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9Wb0fmJgd1g/s1600-h/bored.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041009279407308210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVDOzCFPbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9Wb0fmJgd1g/s320/bored.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She gets bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I simply love her to bits!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, sometimes she can get a little flirty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVDpDCFPcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3HkRAx75nVs/s1600-h/flirt.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041009730378874306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfVDpDCFPcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3HkRAx75nVs/s320/flirt.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kick the habit of having the impulse to flirt chyan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't bluff me by saying that you just want eyecandies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so sorry DAFFY aka my DUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;very very BELATED MERRY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sorry darling, I'll treat you to the yummy duck porridge near my house give you a very UNFORGETABLE present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love you :)&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/2663077208278876500-2873484702428553136?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2873484702428553136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2873484702428553136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2873484702428553136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2873484702428553136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/escatic.html' title='Escatic!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RfU4ETCFPVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIo_666F2a0/s72-c/DSC01000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3253760393447482394</id><published>2007-03-11T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:08:46.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeee.</title><content type='html'>Let's see what I've got left to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Toolkit worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Literature Homework(part a and b)&lt;br /&gt;Music Project&lt;br /&gt;History Panels/Artefact project&lt;br /&gt;MATH PROJECT - hey friends, where's your assignments huh!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese newspaper review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, it's JUST all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really exhausted after dance/shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance - new routine learnt. Oh hey, I love the new routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping - didn't manage to get that nike bottle I want. :( However, I came home with big and small bags of food. It's time to get &lt;s&gt;fat&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;obese&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow till 3pm. Gosh, march holidays 2007 is not a holiday. I think it's worse than normal school terms. I want June/End of year holidays instead! I'm looking forward to chirstmas already. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm watching &lt;a href="http://www.happybirthdaymovie.hk/" target="_blank"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/a&gt; now and I admit that I can't concentrate. Not because I'm &lt;s&gt;trying&lt;/s&gt; to do my literature homework but it's because I'm too sleepy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayes, the status of my ulcer: fading but still playing hard to &lt;s&gt;get&lt;/s&gt;leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3253760393447482394?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3253760393447482394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3253760393447482394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3253760393447482394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3253760393447482394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/eeeee.html' title='Eeeee.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7738092060547521674</id><published>2007-03-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:17:52.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Ulcer</title><content type='html'>Dear Ulcer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're not at any point of time, loved or wanted. Please leave my mouth because you're making me unable to smile/laugh. You're such a stubborn thing which I can't get rid of for days despite the excessive drinking of PLAIN WATER(scientifically, h20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please find another owner who will pamper and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcer, pleace say goodbye. Leave me, and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I simply abhor you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey Chan&lt;br /&gt;the ulcer hater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dumb. I'm writing a hatemail to my ulcer. mwahahah! It feels like I'm writing a farewell letter to some boyfriend I would like to part with. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a lighter note, DANCE TOMORROW!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7738092060547521674?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7738092060547521674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7738092060547521674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7738092060547521674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7738092060547521674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/dear-ulcer.html' title='Dear Ulcer'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8231261855942711258</id><published>2007-03-10T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:54:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>I-AM-SO-OBSESSED&lt;br /&gt;with the new layout here of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's boring. Daddy drove the car, and I'm rotting away at home. I'm not allowed to go out too because mommy doesn't wanna let me take the public transport! grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's going overseas again, tonight. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I got back my common test results. Overall is low, very low. 57.something. Thanks to 40% for english(wth), 62% for chinese(I said this before, I blame my pen, the environment and my headache. haha!) and B3 for math which is all filled with careless mistakes. Just my Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares. Just work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on a lighter note, B4 for literature! 16/25! I know it's not high, but it's LITERATURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. I wanna pig out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i'm feeling really emo TODAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8231261855942711258?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8231261855942711258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8231261855942711258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8231261855942711258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8231261855942711258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7638278280056790238</id><published>2007-03-07T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>There it was, the rehersal of Council Investiture. Fifi says I was really stiff when I walked. I agree. I felt like a robot. I tried to be confident by swinging my arms but I don't think it helped one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Re60Ehie9gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPaKLZp8bHY/s1600-h/DSCF3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Re60Ehie9gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPaKLZp8bHY/s320/DSCF3221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039163022889645570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Cynthia and I. Fifi took it. I think I look like auntie :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Re62gxie9iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/UTWBYoBgoC0/s1600-h/DSCF3188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Re62gxie9iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/UTWBYoBgoC0/s320/DSCF3188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039165707244205602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fingers(I kept typing either fingles or fingels) looked entangled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I think the upcoming(?! haiyah, the 0708 one) exco's really funny people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7638278280056790238?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7638278280056790238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7638278280056790238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7638278280056790238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7638278280056790238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Re60Ehie9gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPaKLZp8bHY/s72-c/DSCF3221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-7333574492501490527</id><published>2007-03-06T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:04:48.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally the thunder managed to give me a fright.&lt;br /&gt;- because there were no dark clouds nor was there a lightning before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really fruitful. Felicia and I made really delicious tuna tarts?! Well, it was this tuna in crust with egg and cheese. It unexpectedly tasted well. The crust was crispy and the egg, tuna and cheese tasted tasty. Well, in short, we're great chefs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayes, I attended PE after Home econs! I think I did quite well, considering the fact that I'm still on MC. However, 24 situps in one minute is really disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for council meeting before detention duty(which wasn't meant to be my job until waiteng caught me in the canteen). Council meeting was COOOOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to learn how to shake hands properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, i couldn't stop giggling. I'm so glad that after living for years, I've learnt the art of laughing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silently&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. I did detention duty after school. I have to say it's really boring but I guess it's a new skill learnt, to be patient. There was a girl doing dentention duty who really had attitude problems. Gosh. During the duty, I really wanted to help them do the survey thing(they had to tally survey results), instead of stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to Redhill MRT with MingXuan, Ashley and Rachel(the CRESCENTIANS team!) and had bubble tea. Caught Ruiyang there. Well, it was the very first time I saw him and I must say he looks absolutely different as of in photographs. MingXuan and I bitched and sort of had a confession session on how we felt about each other. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mingzee took the bus back home while Ashloo and RachelLEE took a cab with me(well, we wee supposed to take the train but whatever.). They alighted at Jurong MRT and I took the cab straight home! (just a reminder for me that I owe RachelLee $5 and Ashley owes me $3.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt dead beat when I just reached home and sadly, I realised I left my well baked pastry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; in school. :( When I left three out of four for daddy and mommy to savour it:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really tiring day today and now I've got to do the computer science comic thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Aditi counted the number of project we need to complete and guess what, it's NINE. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need help before i commit suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-7333574492501490527?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7333574492501490527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=7333574492501490527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7333574492501490527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/7333574492501490527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/busy-busy-day.html' title='Busy, busy day'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5419032323012156512</id><published>2007-03-04T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:29:20.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could die laughing</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Blind Priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Saudi Arabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: In Childbirth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, oh my. I'm laughing my butts off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;btw, i'm still addicted to listen by beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I went to Shanice's birthday today. Felt rather bored since they were all SCGS girls. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was the family gathering since it's the fifteenth day of the month/year and everyone(well, almost i guess) celebrates. The food were expensive since it's a celebration. However, I was feeling really ill for some reason. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry popo for making you worried. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I've got to go to bed now before my panda eyes appear again. Goodbye and goodnight.&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/2663077208278876500-5419032323012156512?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5419032323012156512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5419032323012156512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5419032323012156512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5419032323012156512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-could-die-laughing.html' title='I could die laughing'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1066469683700706210</id><published>2007-03-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:02.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/dj1.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/ea74a165-6e54-483f-8fa8-de19cacbc9a2&amp;amp;theName=Beyonce - Listen&amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="138" width="132"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/ea74a165-6e54-483f-8fa8-de19cacbc9a2/Beyonce---Listen/?widget=flash_player_dj"&gt;Beyonce - Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's a great day! 100m sprints' the best! I got a second for a 4x100 relay today for the old girls' race at Raffles. And oh, guess what, Mr LEEEEEEE couldn't remember my name. Then when I was leaving, he thought my name was Cheryl! I gave him another chance plus, gave him a clue that my name starts with a 'J' and consists of four letters. GUESS WHAT DID HE GUESS: JANE. Jane is so petite. I'm so GIGANTIC. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, PHOTOS! They were taken after we ran,  while waiting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;patiently&lt;/span&gt; for our prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Relzrcy698I/AAAAAAAAAGY/p5oIR1z-RnY/s1600-h/DSC00934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Relzrcy698I/AAAAAAAAAGY/p5oIR1z-RnY/s320/DSC00934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037684848491952066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY DEAREST ASHLEY LEE! with mingzee in the background. I think chiamingxuan was trying to do homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel1S8y699I/AAAAAAAAAGg/oD0xUn_Ty08/s1600-h/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel1S8y699I/AAAAAAAAAGg/oD0xUn_Ty08/s320/DSC00936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037686626608412626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley and I. I look really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel2SMy69-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MFzh--Brmao/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel2SMy69-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MFzh--Brmao/s320/DSC00939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037687713235138530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L to R: Me, Queenie, Ashley and MingXuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look awful but everyone else think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel9m8y6-CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Qyup2MY9PU8/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel9m8y6-CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Qyup2MY9PU8/s320/DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037695766298818594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel&amp; I. Yes, here's me at Estivo again and I had ice cream for breakfast!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel4Ccy69_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3E8q-kexHhs/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel4Ccy69_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3E8q-kexHhs/s320/DSC00955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037689641675454450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ayes! This' what we got for second. Anyway, 1st and 3rd got the same prize too, regardless of which race. Yes, there were two races. I was in the first race with 7 teams when the second race had only 4 or 5 teams! How dumb. Btw, it isn't a medal that I've got. It's a keychain but it's just that I zoomed in, turn on the macro mode and I got a gold-medal-like picture of the keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so disappointed with them not giving medals because I so looked forward for a silver medal. (I've got 4 gold rgps medals btw :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I shall end with RI investiture photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel5Z8y6-AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wRkf62vaeFs/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel5Z8y6-AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wRkf62vaeFs/s320/DSC00926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037691144914008066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha! Redshift was the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel6Xsy6-BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ptMKiiMBt2Q/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rel6Xsy6-BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ptMKiiMBt2Q/s320/DSC00922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037692205770930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm on the left with Chyan on the right! Finally a decent photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayes, we saw this &lt;s&gt;kid&lt;/s&gt;teen celebrity of mediacorp over at RI and we found out that he was Shiny's friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to practise the stupid jazz-yet-not-like-jazz-dance since my mock test is this tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1066469683700706210?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1066469683700706210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1066469683700706210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1066469683700706210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1066469683700706210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/03/listen.html' title='Listen'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Relzrcy698I/AAAAAAAAAGY/p5oIR1z-RnY/s72-c/DSC00934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8808489098418768506</id><published>2007-02-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i called mdm kartinie mdm tng today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Jenna Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY. your brain has malfunctioned or what. Stupid girl. Make me laugh in front of my mom like some idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, since I've got only one paper left, I'm gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQJDWaVQ5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0D3IWQwApe4/s1600-h/yay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQJDWaVQ5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0D3IWQwApe4/s320/yay.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036160236467340178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gosh, FLABS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQJrGaVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/04acVNbUwIc/s1600-h/yay2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQJrGaVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/04acVNbUwIc/s320/yay2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036160919367140258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look awful here. HUGENOSE, EYEBAGS. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQLvGaVQ7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/3NMbTTcwCvE/s1600-h/yay3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQLvGaVQ7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/3NMbTTcwCvE/s320/yay3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036163187109872562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my god. She's the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYES! WINNIE'S SUCH A GREATGREATGREAT FRIEND/SENIOR. She got me my Twins CD already!(: Oh my, when she graduates from Crescent I'll have to order all these CDs by myself. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study those chengyu now.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8808489098418768506?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8808489098418768506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8808489098418768506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8808489098418768506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8808489098418768506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahahah.html' title='HAHAHAH'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/ReQJDWaVQ5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0D3IWQwApe4/s72-c/yay.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-345269477821381725</id><published>2007-02-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:43:43.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>I think the title's so wrong but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the title and description of the blog again if you actually observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying science wasn't as stressful as studying mathematics. At least, I'm not at any point, confused. Btw, match common test isn't as difficult as I expected. At least, they were simpler than those in the math wb. Well, excluding the fact that I forgot how to prime factorise something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayes, wednesday and I'm free. RI! Janell's determined Chyan's gonna flirt! HAHAHA!(: (personal joke. well, the personal joke thing is also another personal joke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's gonna be enriching. Excluding the chinese test, I've got the investiture and this polymer clay making class(: YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these oppressing tests moments are killing. I simply can't wait to jump across these few days and jump to Wed, after my chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, a good tight sleep's always great. Aditi's printing notes for me! loves(: I'm mugging in school tomorrow. I study best under stress. I know it's odd but that just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I dared valencia to say mrs lau smell good. &amp;amp;yes, valencia did go up to mrs lau and said that. mrs lau's expression was priceless. Well, and there went my 80cents for valencia's chocolate milk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-345269477821381725?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/345269477821381725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=345269477821381725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/345269477821381725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/345269477821381725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-8263266506924186417</id><published>2007-02-26T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T09:15:02.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helplessness</title><content type='html'>Back to that question, it is indeed, correct!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, today is a sad sad day with a bad bad start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was crap. I got back my history common test score of 14/24. :( I was expecting much more from it. What's more? I realised I did only source A for my history homework and not doing source B. like, :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can cry. cry cry cy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after all, that's all i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History lessons pulled down my whole load of confidence for math common test in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be smart. I play no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-8263266506924186417?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8263266506924186417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=8263266506924186417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8263266506924186417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/8263266506924186417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/helplessness.html' title='Helplessness'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2301381805362942466</id><published>2007-02-25T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:19:05.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr.</title><content type='html'>I know I ought to be studying now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I really need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a - b)(a + b) - s(a - b) = (a - b)(a + b - s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY sucked anyway so I don't think I'm blogging about it. Well, besides the fact I managed to take photos of and with &lt;abbr title="baby cousin"&gt;ERIN&lt;/abbr&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;(photos to be uploaded after my common tests because as I said, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt; studying for them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for wednesday to be over asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - math common test&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - science common test&lt;br /&gt;wed - chinese test(chengyu, gosh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, on a lighter note, RI Investiture on Wednesday too!(: Chyan and I are determined that we're going to get lost at RI. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the mugging. sorry for the boring post(does anyone even read this blog?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2301381805362942466?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2301381805362942466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2301381805362942466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2301381805362942466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2301381805362942466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-i-ought-to-be-studying-now-but-i.html' title='Grr.'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-4050936696833636343</id><published>2007-02-16T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:08.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Celebrations!</title><content type='html'>Today has been a very tired day. However, it has more accomplished feeling to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crescent's Chinese New Year concert wasn't that great. Oh well, it was better than Raffles'.(I wanted to catch the performacce at Raffles but I got a glance and thought it was really boring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally managed to take photographs of my beautifull decorated classroom. It's such a pity that we did not win the best decorated classroom :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdV9k5zk9fI/AAAAAAAAABg/yXFX31dogRc/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdV9k5zk9fI/AAAAAAAAABg/yXFX31dogRc/s320/DSC00736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032066231602312690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Crepe Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWA4Zzk9gI/AAAAAAAAABo/lqHgagnE8zU/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWA4Zzk9gI/AAAAAAAAABo/lqHgagnE8zU/s320/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032069865144645122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The candy grills. Hey, go eat them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWCkZzk9hI/AAAAAAAAABw/MkGsIVLqvaQ/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWCkZzk9hI/AAAAAAAAABw/MkGsIVLqvaQ/s320/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032071720570517010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the colors. Eeee, I hate blue. The green looks best!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWDrJzk9iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yLyP0_Dm-KE/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWDrJzk9iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yLyP0_Dm-KE/s320/DSC00748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032072936046261794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try looking for me in the picture!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed straight to Raffles in a cab with Janell and Chyan. We were bitching all the way :D Actually we were supposed to take a cab with Ee Hwee and Deena but cabs only allow a maximum of 4 people. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the hall. Saw the boring-est performance by dunno-who and WE SAW MR. CHENG KIM HONG!:D He grew fatter. I think he's overweight. (no, not yet obese.) I think it's caused by the stress his form class gave him. He was so much slimmer in 2005. Oh gosh, two years ago. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Mr. Lee after that. Erm, he's so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;. We said 'hello' and he just waved unwillingly. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed straight down to the canteen after that. See the yummy fried rice with saussages :D It only costs 80cents! How cheap is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWHHpzk9jI/AAAAAAAAACA/bUJLHvlR_H8/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWHHpzk9jI/AAAAAAAAACA/bUJLHvlR_H8/s320/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032076724207416882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these saussages because the woman added sause which tastes really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I love the 40cents fruit punch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWIcpzk9kI/AAAAAAAAACI/Nc6BXtNGDN4/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWIcpzk9kI/AAAAAAAAACI/Nc6BXtNGDN4/s320/DSC00750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032078184496297538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so much better than crescent's because crescent's canteen/food hygiene level is, OH MY GOSH. (@#*@&amp;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, see Godsista and Janell fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWL65zk9lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/98i5A329rlM/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWL65zk9lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/98i5A329rlM/s320/DSC00754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032082002722223698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How spastic ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I'm all over at the gelato shop, ESTIVO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we managed to sit on the couch but it's so ditry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWOHJzk9mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mmfZ-EUP-eQ/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWOHJzk9mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mmfZ-EUP-eQ/s320/DSC00756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032084412198876770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh now, I'm drooling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWOy5zk9nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZiMsV2NZuIo/s1600-h/gelato.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWOy5zk9nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZiMsV2NZuIo/s320/gelato.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032085163818153586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you drooling too?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWP45zk9oI/AAAAAAAAADE/Gm9-ChObGB0/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdWP45zk9oI/AAAAAAAAADE/Gm9-ChObGB0/s320/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032086366408996482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We pasted this on the board! Find it at Estivo! Or click for remote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fooling around with my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaN-Zzk9pI/AAAAAAAAADY/tSz-uNr59aA/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaN-Zzk9pI/AAAAAAAAADY/tSz-uNr59aA/s320/DSC00763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032365736851732114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And tada, Janell's in my favourite junk shot:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaO5pzk9qI/AAAAAAAAADg/bb0Wt_ycJ4c/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaO5pzk9qI/AAAAAAAAADg/bb0Wt_ycJ4c/s320/DSC00765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032366754758981282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me and my dearest godsista! Argh, look at the pocket toasties in her hands. They're simply yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaPX5zk9rI/AAAAAAAAADw/2HWRlSMhpes/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaPX5zk9rI/AAAAAAAAADw/2HWRlSMhpes/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032367274450024114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that's Jasmine, me, Chyan Wen and Janell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaQJJzk9sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Tadv0MhORE/s1600-h/DSCN0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaQJJzk9sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Tadv0MhORE/s320/DSCN0775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032368120558581442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chyan's spastic. Well, so am I. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaQupzk9tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aFUVBSvD6dw/s1600-h/DSCN0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaQupzk9tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aFUVBSvD6dw/s320/DSCN0784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032368764803675858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candid. I look weird. My awfully awful expresseion with BUNNY TEETH?! Chyan looks great here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to RGPS after being pigs at the gelato shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaSBJzk9uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uZ6j_8kn9dE/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaSBJzk9uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uZ6j_8kn9dE/s320/DSC00766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032370182142883554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There we went, to the sixbee classroom. It's two years ago already. Oh, classroom sweet classroom.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next destination was the library. It was &lt;s&gt;least&lt;/s&gt; not even expected that the library would be oh so quiet, with only occassional footsteps; when I use to step into the school library and thought it was the second nosiest place in the school with the canteen being the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaT_5zk9vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Yj5jPqh4pJs/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaT_5zk9vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Yj5jPqh4pJs/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032372359691302642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh gosh, Stephanie! What's with that expression?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt that the library, though with free air-con, is too restricted since we're boisterous by nature. We went to bug Mr. Cheng after that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me roche(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crapped. He told us there was a firedrill at 2.15. Look at the Primary 1s/2s. They're so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaVyJzk9wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/L3T--2qVli8/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdaVyJzk9wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/L3T--2qVli8/s320/DSC00768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032374322491356930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out(or at least I realised) that the current rafflesians are too obedient. It's not so much like school in MY TIME. Oh no, I sound old. They're just fast and quiet. No more the typical rafflesians. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played at the playground at raffles. It's only meant for P1, p2 and p3. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdabEZzk9xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6DliQ225brk/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdabEZzk9xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6DliQ225brk/s320/DSC00769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032380133582108434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Janell looks best. Oh, Eehwee/Adeline, YINYI WASN'T READY!:( My hands were doing something extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdacSJzk9yI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C70r_Y652hk/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdacSJzk9yI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C70r_Y652hk/s320/DSC00770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381469316937506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chyan! you da tou!(big head) Block my face for what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdadD5zk9zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sme7aYMNI48/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdadD5zk9zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sme7aYMNI48/s320/DSC00771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032382324015429426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Chyan and I again! I love my godsista!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rdh1ppzk90I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jjJTs0wZHTs/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rdh1ppzk90I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jjJTs0wZHTs/s320/DSC00774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032901942043801410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The typical star 'thing' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rdh2rZzk91I/AAAAAAAAAFk/nlQbocfDcXQ/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rdh2rZzk91I/AAAAAAAAAFk/nlQbocfDcXQ/s320/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032903071620200274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess which's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, and that's how it ended. I'd hope to visit Raffles again next CNY since I love my 6bians so much! However, I don't think it'll be possible as all of THEM wouldn't be going back already, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year's gonna be great with all those angbaos!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hmm, I'm actually NOT in the picture. If you still didn't realise. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-4050936696833636343?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4050936696833636343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=4050936696833636343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4050936696833636343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/4050936696833636343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-celebrations.html' title='CNY Celebrations!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdV9k5zk9fI/AAAAAAAAABg/yXFX31dogRc/s72-c/DSC00736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6683060525659405365</id><published>2007-02-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:42:19.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausting</title><content type='html'>My brain's fully drained. I felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like doing homework today. Which means, I'll only be having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE DAY&lt;/span&gt; to complete the tinny winny amount of homework to complete. (I did them long before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really dreadful because people weren't doing what they were meant to do. I mean, they wasted a lot of time crapping, laughing and gossiping. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 2G3. their classroom's horribly, disgustingly messy and dirty. eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao-ed yu sheng during I&amp; E today. I saw the sec 1 softballers training. They were not serious at all. Zoey says they're rude.(I don't know about this but I think so too :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my classroom's not that good but at least we know where to hide the gross stuff. Anyway, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; wearing red tomorrow. So Jeannette, you can wave goodbye to your best dress class award :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, see how much I love my weird-combination-of-colors-uniform :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s going back to rgps tomorrow so, that means, PHOTOGRAPHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6683060525659405365?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6683060525659405365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6683060525659405365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6683060525659405365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6683060525659405365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/exhausting.html' title='Exhausting'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6669391593966912589</id><published>2007-02-14T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines!</title><content type='html'>I guess it isn't so happy after all since I spent the first half of today sitting on the most crooked chair ever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it's the event meant to be filled with roses, chocolates and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ENJOY while it lasts. Eat while you forget the fats in chocolates because you're overwhelmed by the love in the air. Enough of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I've packed last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLRuJzk9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C9Z-VTm6Xz0/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLRuJzk9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C9Z-VTm6Xz0/s320/DSC00727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031314324562703778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I packed them all in my perlini's silver paper bag dug from my smelly old cupboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLSlJzk9bI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PJONEjihO8g/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLSlJzk9bI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PJONEjihO8g/s320/DSC00728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031315269455508914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see one dumle there on the floor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've got so little presents! Well, as compared to LYNETTE! She kept saying she felt so loved that someone stepped on her heart shaped balloon Valencia gave her and Lynette was really sad about it. aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my tinny winny bit of presents. Well, there's meant to be more but stupid 3S1 don't have a lot of colors! Those who bought me flowers didn't get me blue or purple(which were the colors available today) because they know I hate blue and I don't really like purple. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLV0Jzk9dI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NRi5xP1-rwI/s1600-h/valentineslove.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLV0Jzk9dI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NRi5xP1-rwI/s320/valentineslove.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031318825688430034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click for remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the beautiful handwriting. (let me flatter myself just for today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh! You see the wrapped thing above from my mortal, Jiawen,  here's what it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLXRpzk9eI/AAAAAAAAABE/hKNAahGSC4I/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLXRpzk9eI/AAAAAAAAABE/hKNAahGSC4I/s320/DSC00732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031320432006198754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too bad I can't put my camera in it! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! Don't forget my flowers tomorrow alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6669391593966912589?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6669391593966912589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6669391593966912589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6669391593966912589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6669391593966912589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines_14.html' title='Happy Valentines!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/RdLRuJzk9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C9Z-VTm6Xz0/s72-c/DSC00727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1865965618795892376</id><published>2007-02-14T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:28:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@(*#&amp;@#(*</title><content type='html'>she gave away the chocolate i gave her. well, i don't wanna give her but I gave the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't know how to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worse thing is that she acts as if nothing has happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1865965618795892376?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1865965618795892376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1865965618795892376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1865965618795892376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1865965618795892376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='@(*#&amp;@#(*'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-5732343607868855604</id><published>2007-02-13T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T17:56:40.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cross country!</title><content type='html'>I can't bear to close &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rainsheis.net&lt;/span&gt; down. sigh. But a domain keeps me really busy plus, using blogspot is FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the cross country. I was late, really late. Plus, I alighted from the car at the wrong place. So, I walked aimlessly(I didn't know where the assembly area was, I only knew I was at the wrong place.) Cleo and Wanmin! THANK YOU SO MUCH for walking with me! We were all lost! After walking a distance of 1+ kilometre, we saw some pitched tents(?!) and you could seriously see the sudden shine on our faces. We were ecstatic! At least we were no more like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first reached the prize giving table, I was really sad to see myself being replaced! However, they needed more help so, yay! I helped out not only by arranging the prizes, but also, I was the middle&lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt;WOMAN for milo. I helped the teachers to get milo! How nice can I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the results were realeased, CHIAMINGXUAN got second for level! :D&lt;br /&gt;FIFI GOT THIRD FOR LEVEL! :D&lt;br /&gt;FRY GOT SECOND FOR CHEERS AND BANNER!&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDAND, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRY ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON THE HOUSE CUP!(or whatever else it's called)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernette's a great captain(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to look for mommy's car after everything has ended. I walked back that route and I get out of it too soon that I was considered lost! Fortuanetely, I'm smarter than you that I found block 742. Btw, I hate Bedok. It's so messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you realised, I don't have any photos since I was too afraid I'll lose my &lt;abbr title="camera!"&gt;baby&lt;/abbr&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ms loo was talking to me today and i really didn't know what was she saying AT ALL. I only heard words like "official", "stamp", "milo". I think it's my ear. It malfunctioned since a few years back. Well, I can't hear properly but at least I'm not deaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s went shopping for clothes today. Didn't buy anything because I'm too fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-5732343607868855604?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/5732343607868855604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=5732343607868855604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5732343607868855604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/5732343607868855604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/cross-country.html' title='cross country!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-3561184657467125861</id><published>2007-02-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:26:38.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky Super Glue</title><content type='html'>I hate super glue because they're super. wtvr.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are now all with dried super glue and they don't seem to be getting off. Instead, they're getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow's the cross country! Since I don't have to run(yes, not even the fun run), I'll be helping out. I'll have to be there at 0730! PRIZE TABLE. whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what I'm typing AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, megan just called me MUNKEE.&lt;br /&gt;MONKEY = MUNKEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meganee, I thought your English was great! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try take photos tomorrow. I know entries are boring with photos. bleargh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-3561184657467125861?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3561184657467125861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=3561184657467125861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3561184657467125861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/3561184657467125861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/yucky-super-glue.html' title='Yucky Super Glue'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-9090004991886049475</id><published>2007-02-11T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:42:12.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Roses</title><content type='html'>I can't stand it. White roses' simply one of the prettiest things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just go get them for me! Since I know you love me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, PCK's hilarious. It's the season finale anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, just don't forget my white roses alright?:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-9090004991886049475?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/9090004991886049475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=9090004991886049475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/9090004991886049475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/9090004991886049475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-roses.html' title='White Roses'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-1744760805728826843</id><published>2007-02-11T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:09.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Goodies!</title><content type='html'>In the end, I went for my dance class!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Chinese New Year isn't here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;. However, it's round the corner! wtvr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just means that &lt;s&gt;I'm&lt;/s&gt; WE'RE ALL going to get fat, TOGETHER! Since the CNY goodies are always so mouth watering and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc7Wmpzk9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bQ8OkIm7JrI/s1600-h/lalas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc7Wmpzk9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bQ8OkIm7JrI/s320/lalas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030193793364981138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think the vilage cookies taste best but still.. you know they're ALL really delicious and enough to make you fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the bathe now. Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-1744760805728826843?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1744760805728826843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=1744760805728826843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1744760805728826843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/1744760805728826843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-goodies.html' title='CNY Goodies!'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc7Wmpzk9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bQ8OkIm7JrI/s72-c/lalas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-2538772674375034382</id><published>2007-02-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:35:09.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To dance or not to dance</title><content type='html'>It has been really ironic that I want to and want not to continue attending my lyrical jazz classes. It was meant to ease my stress level but currently, it has been a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor teaches too fast. Well, at least too fast for me to catch up since the last time I danced was probably primary four. She thinks everyone has dance background?! Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of attending comes when I feel bad to pay $118 just to attend 2 out of 6 sessions. However, the thought of it depressing me when I'm already stressed enough thanks to the truckloads of schoolwork, tests, CCA attendance etc. These are already enough to send me to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall decide soon to go or not to go. Daddy's asking me to follow my heart and Mommy's asking me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, this is such a nerve wreaking decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i shouldn't have joined this in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s  I shall add a really WONDERFUL photo taken in the lift:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc3rbpzk9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pqRXMNIr6t8/s1600-h/cute.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc3rbpzk9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pqRXMNIr6t8/s320/cute.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029935219153892738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-2538772674375034382?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/2538772674375034382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=2538772674375034382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2538772674375034382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/2538772674375034382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-dance-or-not-to-dance.html' title='To dance or not to dance'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/Rc3rbpzk9YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pqRXMNIr6t8/s72-c/cute.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663077208278876500.post-6409639705277670466</id><published>2007-02-10T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:42:24.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLA</title><content type='html'>I don't know if OLA really means hello but I trust Geraldine so, yeah. OLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;may I give you a bow to show how much you're welcomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I shall let you know how much am I of a blogger idiot. However, being ironically attracted to this &lt;s&gt;simple&lt;/s&gt; PLAIN layout, I've decided to give blogger a try and not be prejudiced against this &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; fruitful program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been really devoted(?!) to wordpress. WORDPRESS' STILL THE LOVE.  But I guess blogger's free forever(GOOGLE, PLEASE NEVER EVER CLOSE DOWN.) and I intend to convert my whole domain into a gallery or perhaps, leave it to rot if i'm to busy for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope this is not a wrong decision made. Wordpress' great but I hope bloggers' better. Oh man, I can already see mingxuan nodding her head simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be a faithful blogger and feed my blog with tons of photographs tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, sleep tight, make sure the panda eyes say byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2663077208278876500-6409639705277670466?l=sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6409639705277670466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2663077208278876500&amp;postID=6409639705277670466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6409639705277670466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2663077208278876500/posts/default/6409639705277670466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sprightlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/02/ola.html' title='OLA'/><author><name>Cho 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392475055424628743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBnwtZ0xC0E/SUqEOJzrAGI/AAAAAAAAArw/yKT7FMywQ4w/S220/IMG_1629.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
