<?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-3511961986444585407</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:46:14.017+10:00</updated><title type='text'>POST</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1562495722765179581</id><published>2008-10-19T12:53:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:56:00.112+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally closing up one a chapter of my life. or two.&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how 'phew' it is.&lt;br /&gt;thank you YOU ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its stashed away in the bottom drawer of my cupboard, not for daily reminiscing but just an infrequent 'oh. i vaguely rmb that'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont get to make me feel bad about myself anymore ! ((:&lt;br /&gt;and who wants to feel shit abt their lives anyway?&lt;br /&gt;we've got better things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1562495722765179581?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1562495722765179581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1562495722765179581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1562495722765179581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1562495722765179581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-closing-up-one-chapter-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2691903626759002727</id><published>2008-02-19T23:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:12:17.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;maya angelou's &lt;br /&gt;best poem ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;a youth she's content to leave behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill and a black lace bra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;one friend who always makes her laugh, and one who lets her cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal, that will make her guests feel honoured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman should have...&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of ontrol over her destiny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;how to fall in love without losing herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;how to quit a job, break up wih a lover and confront a friend without ruining the friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;when to try harder.. and when to walk away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips or the nature of her parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;that her childhood may not have been perfect, but its over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;where to go.. be it to her best friend's kitchen table, or a charming inn in the woods when her soul needs soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every woman should know...&lt;br /&gt;what she can and can't accomplish in a day... a month.. and a year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-2691903626759002727?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2691903626759002727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2691903626759002727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2691903626759002727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2691903626759002727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/02/maya-angelous-best-poem-ever-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6602970503283195945</id><published>2008-02-12T23:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T00:00:48.787+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i wished upon a star. the same wish you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to this song now. its in chinese. i dont care. i like the lyrics (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曲/詞: 周杰倫 &lt;br /&gt;Qu/Ci: Zhou Jie Lun &lt;br /&gt;Music/Lyrics: Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: ava – www.jay-chou.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下鋼琴陪我談了一天 &lt;br /&gt;Zhi sheng xia gang qin pei wo tan le yi tian &lt;br /&gt;Only the piano accompanies me throughout the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睡著的大提琴 &lt;br /&gt;Shui jiao de da ti qin &lt;br /&gt;The sleeping cello &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安靜的舊舊的 &lt;br /&gt;An Jing de jiu jiu de &lt;br /&gt;Quiet and so old &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想你已表現的非常明白 &lt;br /&gt;Wo xiang ni yi biao xian de fei chang ming bai &lt;br /&gt;I think you've made yourself clear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懂我也知道 &lt;br /&gt;Wo dong wo ye zhi dao &lt;br /&gt;I know and I'm sure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你沒有捨不得 &lt;br /&gt;Ni mei you she bu de &lt;br /&gt;You don't regret &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你說你也會難過我不相信 &lt;br /&gt;Ni shuo ni ye hui nan guo wo bu xiang xin &lt;br /&gt;You say you're upset too, that I don't believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牽著你陪著 我也只是曾經 &lt;br /&gt;Qian zhe ni pei zhe wo ye zhi shi cheng jin&lt;br /&gt;You being with me was in the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望他是真的比我還要愛你&lt;br /&gt;Xi wang ta shi zhen de bi wo hai yao ai ni&lt;br /&gt;I hope he loves you more than I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我才會逼自己離開&lt;br /&gt;wo cai hui bi zi ji li kai &lt;br /&gt;Only then will I bring myself to leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要我說多難堪 &lt;br /&gt;Ni yao wo shuo duo nan kan &lt;br /&gt;You want me to say it, but it is awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我根本不想分開 &lt;br /&gt;Wo gen ben bu xiang fen kai &lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to break up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼還要我用微笑來帶過 &lt;br /&gt;Wei she me hai yao wo yong wei xiao lai dai guo &lt;br /&gt;Why must I depend on a smile to tide me through? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沒有這種天份 &lt;br /&gt;Wo mei you zhe zhong tian fen &lt;br /&gt;I don't have the ability &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;包容你也接受他 &lt;br /&gt;bao rong ni ye jie shou ta &lt;br /&gt;To accept both you and him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用擔心的太多 &lt;br /&gt;Bu yong dan xin de tai duo &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry too much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會一直好好過 &lt;br /&gt;Wo hui yi zhi hao hao guo &lt;br /&gt;I'll still be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你已經遠遠離開 &lt;br /&gt;Ni yi jin yuan yuan li kai &lt;br /&gt;You've already gone far away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也會慢慢走開 &lt;br /&gt;Wo ye hui man man zou kai &lt;br /&gt;And I will slowly walk away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼我連分開都遷就著你 &lt;br /&gt;Wei she me wo lian fen kai dou qian jiu zhe ni &lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I have to accommodate you even when [we] break up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的沒有天份 &lt;br /&gt;Wo zhen de mei you tian fen &lt;br /&gt;I really don't have the ability &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安靜的沒這麼快 &lt;br /&gt;An jing de mei zhe me kuai &lt;br /&gt;Staying silent doesn't come so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會學著放棄你 &lt;br /&gt;Wo hui xue zhe fang qi ni &lt;br /&gt;I will learn to give you up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是因為我太愛你&lt;br /&gt;Shi ying wei wo tai ai ni &lt;br /&gt;Because I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6602970503283195945?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6602970503283195945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6602970503283195945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6602970503283195945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6602970503283195945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-wished-upon-star.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2164790667627965396</id><published>2008-01-18T17:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:41:53.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/If3BllCB020&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/If3BllCB020&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/3511961986444585407-2164790667627965396?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2164790667627965396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2164790667627965396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2164790667627965396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2164790667627965396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5857510731594138177</id><published>2008-01-18T14:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:16:07.449+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;atonement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is worthy of a cry&lt;br /&gt;we are worthy of a cry&lt;br /&gt;please do&lt;br /&gt;not just a tear&lt;br /&gt;a whole atlantic ocean&lt;br /&gt;if i were to drown in it&lt;br /&gt;dont cry for me&lt;br /&gt;cry for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5857510731594138177?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5857510731594138177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5857510731594138177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5857510731594138177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5857510731594138177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/01/atonement-is-worthy-of-cry-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6013580223982446658</id><published>2008-01-15T18:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:05:29.737+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive got nothing to do. so im here.&lt;br /&gt;thats so not true. ive got a TONNE of stuff to do. including homework, studying, being nice to my family and friends, and being emo.&lt;br /&gt;NOT in that order. sigh&lt;br /&gt;i was just reading ash's and nessa's and cris' blog. and now i feel how distant i am from them&lt;br /&gt;i saw my lovely bestie nessa on webcam yst (:&lt;br /&gt;it was such a pleasure, i tell you, seeing that woman. :D&lt;br /&gt;i just have this image of her going crazy when i came on webcam. haha. she was hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;i need someone like that in my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i just realise how much im missing out on, being over here.&lt;br /&gt;missing out on all my friends back home.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;these holidays just have been so effing screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive been this emo in my life for such a long time running. srsly&lt;br /&gt;ive been blaming skl for it. and year 12 and exams and all.&lt;br /&gt;but.. how much can skl do to ur life?&lt;br /&gt;because of skl, ive had emo problems with self and skl and friends and family&lt;br /&gt;what other problems can a person come up with, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;ive just been moping around, waiting for the next day to come so that i can start afresh&lt;br /&gt;but guess what happens when the next day comes along?&lt;br /&gt;NOOO. nic. start TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao. die can?!&lt;br /&gt;i had a panic attack one night. in the holidays. about friggin SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;who has a panic attack about SCHOOL on a holiday night? sersiously&lt;br /&gt;i was just having a brain attack. sigh&lt;br /&gt;someone give me a remote control to forward this year.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it'd be so much fun with friends and ending and graduating and spending the last year i can with friends&lt;br /&gt;yes. i thought that'd be the case.&lt;br /&gt;but this holidays.. not even tha tmuch study. more friends. and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;i cnt enjoy friends cos im too friggin stressed out about skl!&lt;br /&gt;and. ANYONE. as if anyone reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone knows how to transfer playlists from one computer to another? poobum. as if im going to transfer song by song onto a playlist. and i like my playlists ALOT can. sigh. OKAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS DAY. pact to myself. stop being emo. start doing work and being productive. be physically, academically and emotionally productive.&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im going to start waking up before 11 everyday. do WORK! and if i really have to, go out and do work. ill probably be more productive there. sigh. WAHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;as i stare into its eyes now, black and full of sincerity, wisdom and love. it looks at me, as if saying: the answer's staring right at you in the face... I KNOW! stop giving me that look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6013580223982446658?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6013580223982446658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6013580223982446658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6013580223982446658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6013580223982446658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-got-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1578860481926273402</id><published>2007-12-12T13:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:17:56.818+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ShhlzwK8ps0"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ShhlzwK8ps0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by KRISI! :D:D what a talented little girl. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1578860481926273402?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1578860481926273402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1578860481926273402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1578860481926273402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1578860481926273402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8377587679255023827</id><published>2007-12-12T12:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:13:20.157+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa. i hvnt posted in a VERY long time! i got inspired to post cos the very lovely &lt;strong&gt;ash&lt;/strong&gt; started a blog. and.. no offense &lt;strong&gt;ash&lt;/strong&gt;, but if &lt;strong&gt;ash&lt;/strong&gt; can start a blog, i shld start as well. haha. and not to mention that i feel even MORE like an outcast, adding to the fact that i live 3000 kms away from my three lovelies (: yeah. its the holidays now. and we just came back from hunter valley. and i think ive got a sore throat from too much wine and chocolate. hehe. no joke.. there are about THREE chocolate factories in hunter valley. a WHOLE shop dedicated to chocolate. and its not just like.. darrell lea. they make the chocolate there. but its so expensive i feel so bad eating it. hehe. theyre like.. 2 dollars apiece! mehh. good thing im not into expensive chocolate. hehe :P yess. now, i hate the holidays. ive been waiting for them to come for SUCH a long time.but now, i just want them all to be over. ive got SOO much work to do. like.. no kidding, ive got about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 hours of math homework to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 essays for english to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 chemistry assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chemistry catchup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 biology assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biology catchup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 english assignment which involves research (which i hate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;econs catch up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... my birthday. im kinda dreading it.i just want it to come and go. im not even looking forward to christmas anymore. im just looking forward to going home. and getting my work done. and.. ive got absolutely nothing to do these few days. well.. nothing i WANNA do. like.. ive had things to do the last say... 4 holidays. the whole of this year's holidays, ive had stuff i really look forward to. not anymore. )): and now, i just wanna go home. but even THATS not confirmed. sighhh. and.. everyone here's going away! ): &lt;strong&gt;rowaye's &lt;/strong&gt;away, &lt;strong&gt;charmian&lt;/strong&gt;'s GOING away, &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt;'s working everyday, and &lt;strong&gt;mich&lt;/strong&gt;'s about to go away. &lt;strong&gt;RACH&lt;/strong&gt;'s not though!! (: ANYWAYS! (: lets start to do work. and i feel like photos. so ill put photos up. and hopefully it'll cheer me up ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19Ag3JQoRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_FD0TG7S9Y0/s1600-h/n517545186_1837064_5140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142900232783175954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19Ag3JQoRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_FD0TG7S9Y0/s320/n517545186_1837064_5140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my awesome group waiting for the bus before the treacherous 20 minute walk in the sun to krisi's house. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19BO3JQoSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mn9nPLx2tMQ/s1600-h/n517545186_1837071_6302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142901023057158434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19BO3JQoSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mn9nPLx2tMQ/s320/n517545186_1837071_6302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after eating fried ice cream!! (: thank you dear &lt;strong&gt;krystal&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19B6nJQoTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sHx-SwEf6P4/s1600-h/n517545186_1841512_3912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142901774676435250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19B6nJQoTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sHx-SwEf6P4/s320/n517545186_1841512_3912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at &lt;strong&gt;rowaye&lt;/strong&gt;'s face. haha. while playing wiiii. its HILARIOUS! hahah. we were laughing SOO badly. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19DUXJQoVI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U1mhIaSzO7Q/s1600-h/grade7s_edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142903316569694546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19DUXJQoVI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U1mhIaSzO7Q/s320/grade7s_edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rowaye&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;rach&lt;/strong&gt; and me!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8377587679255023827?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8377587679255023827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8377587679255023827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8377587679255023827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8377587679255023827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/R19Ag3JQoRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_FD0TG7S9Y0/s72-c/n517545186_1837064_5140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-343121199021749257</id><published>2007-09-24T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:27:58.269+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in skl now. and im in econs. HAHA. and charmian is beside me, swooning over jonathan rhysmeyer in bend it like beckham. hahahah! its really quite funny. and we've decided that he looks good in a hot shirt. haha. NESSA! go back and watch that scene where it comes to the girl's house. haha. its nice. (: youll like it. haha. anyways! im in a bad mood today. i dno why. eveyrthing everyone does just seems to make me wanna just collapse. i really dont know why. its not good. ): and we were doing actually quite nothing in chem. hehe. we were like, painting a piece of paper with potassium chloride and silver nitrate or something. then, it was cool. then, we dried it up, then put an object on the paper, then we left it out in the sun, then the piece of paper went black. haha. its really cool. ive got it on my phone. i drew hmm... well.. later la. yeah. then, we were just sitting out in the sun waiting for it to dry. it was suc ha good day to sit out in the sun. lol. it was so good! i just wanted to go to the beach. lol. i SOO wanna go swimming. haha. im so glad that we're going swimming tonight! (: and i cant wait for holidays next week. i really cant be bothered to be in skl right now. WAHH! but.. actally. i dont wanna go home either. i just wanna go somewhere. i dno where. hahaha. i sound really emo. like i wanna go somewhere, but i dno where. and i need someone, but i dno who. WAHH! i know. IM LOVIN IT. wahh! please. i wna talk to you! i hvnt talked to you in ages. okay. get over this. i will i will! i will get over this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-343121199021749257?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/343121199021749257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=343121199021749257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/343121199021749257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/343121199021749257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-in-skl-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7339743037647372270</id><published>2007-09-20T18:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:59:29.402+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im here cos i have nothing better to do. haha. cos dinner is in about 15 mins. and i shld do bio in this time, considering i was bad enough not to bring my bio textbook, thinking we were done. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh well!&lt;br /&gt;ill survive. its so highly fun! (: we're doing year 12 work alr. and.. omg. physics was hilarious. [i just typed out this whole thing about why physics was hilarious, but i realised this is the world wide web. so.. if anyone found out about our friggin 'illegal activities', we'd get sued. HAHA. ohwell. see if i care] but.. yeah. it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;im currently obsessed with playing tennis. hehe. it started from this monday. haha. i can actually HIT the ball! :D and serve! i can actually serve. as in.. i can actually hit the ball. haha. when i tell pple i can serve, more than 1 in 20 times, they think i can ace more than 1 in 20 times. OR.. get the ball over the net more than 1 in 20 times. but.. NOOO. i can make contact between the ball and the racket more than 1 in 20 times. haha. dont laugh. im actually quite happy (: EXTREMELY happy!  AND... i dont get hit by smash balls anymore. haha. :P yesyes. anyways. i dont wanna stop tennis anymore. hehe. yeah. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;ive been getting back my exams the whole of this week. OMG. ive never been so stressed about exams before. i normally just get the exam and look at it. and go.. mehh. haha. but for this one, i actually take the test, and dont look at it. i sit at my desk and refuse to look at it. OMG. i SOO cant imagine getting my HSC marks. omg. i'd be so scared. i remember primary 6, getting back my PSLE. i was sooo scared. with my mom standing outside my classroom. freaky! wahhh. scary can?! but.. yeah. HSC. the determine-er of my life! wahh. anyways. yes. im in a bad mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;we're renovating the house, and the super clever tilers just HAD to do something, to make the roof leak. in the ONLY room that we can sleep in in the house, there had to be cement coming down the cracks. and staining on the ceiling and walls. OMG. and my blanket was friggin damp when i woke up. it was like it was raining indoors. WAHH! and now it stinks like cement. PLEAES CAN?! im so tempted to just take out my sleeping bag and just sleep outside in the living room, which is super filthy. just so i dont have to smell it. yucky poo. yeah. anyways. my wrist is hurting. TA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7339743037647372270?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7339743037647372270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7339743037647372270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7339743037647372270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7339743037647372270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-here-cos-i-have-nothing-better-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7062681418392766126</id><published>2007-09-07T15:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:47:13.708+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;rowaye&lt;/strong&gt;  gave me the song in the previous post. haha. dont ask me about the translation. its korean before&lt;br /&gt;omg. she showed me once, and i was like.. meh korean song. :P&lt;br /&gt;then, i read it again, when i was having coffee with her.&lt;br /&gt;and i was in an EXTREMELY emo mood. emo until cannot emo already.&lt;br /&gt;and i nearly.. i dunno. i was almost crying with emoness in me, and almost laughing with irony-icity.&lt;br /&gt;i think im going crazy. and its affecting my studies. which it totally shldnt.&lt;br /&gt;but at least, ive got company with my mission to go out there and invent annihilation medicine.&lt;br /&gt;wahh. okay. im going crazily emo. if i go on anymore, ill die. EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;PANCAKES!&lt;br /&gt;ooh. i know. ill do stream of consciousness. so no one will knw when im talking about. (: except a select few. oohlala.&lt;br /&gt;PANCAKES!&lt;br /&gt;swimming&lt;br /&gt;holidays&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;room&lt;br /&gt;waterproofing&lt;br /&gt;my own room&lt;br /&gt;couch&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;dance&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;december&lt;br /&gt;christmas&lt;br /&gt;picture&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;phone&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;taskbar&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSOIN&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;exam&lt;br /&gt;economics&lt;br /&gt;econs study&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;ugly pens&lt;br /&gt;starting notes over&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;ipod&lt;br /&gt;spoilt&lt;br /&gt;lock&lt;br /&gt;spoilt&lt;br /&gt;country road bag&lt;br /&gt;fwen&lt;br /&gt;phone&lt;br /&gt;call&lt;br /&gt;sucks&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. this is really not getting anywhere. depression comes up so often. hahaa. well.. one word to sum up my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEPRESSED.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hows that. (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!! &lt;strong&gt;nesssaaaaaa&lt;/strong&gt; (: i wanna hear you say 'im lovin it' again :D you can do it! totally disregard the BUMHOLE of a person. massive idiotic lump of skin and muscles and blood moving arnd. even lacking brain. ESPECIALLY lacking a brain. compared to the other people out there who have brains AND hearts. who you will get along better with. really.. (: love you lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7062681418392766126?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7062681418392766126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7062681418392766126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7062681418392766126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7062681418392766126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/09/rowaye-gave-me-song-in-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4953805557720899579</id><published>2007-09-07T15:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:31:22.717+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;inyon&lt;/em&gt; by lee sung chol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw with my own eyes, you really left me&lt;br /&gt;i saw in ur gaze that you loved me&lt;br /&gt;but i sent you away again&lt;br /&gt;now it isnt easy to let another love into my heart&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to carry on&lt;br /&gt;it seeme like fate is waiting for a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these painful memories which i cant erase&lt;br /&gt;even when i longed for you, even when i hated you&lt;br /&gt;i loved you so much&lt;br /&gt;when i miss you i feel so much regret&lt;br /&gt;if we meet again by the same fate&lt;br /&gt;the sad tears will remain deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were the person born for me, but you left&lt;br /&gt;its hard, and im tired of living my life longing for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these painful memories which i cant erase&lt;br /&gt;even when i longed for you, even when i hated you&lt;br /&gt;now i cant seem to love&lt;br /&gt;i cant see any future before me&lt;br /&gt;if we meet agagin while you still love me&lt;br /&gt;i wont let you see the tears of hardships which are falling&lt;br /&gt;i truly love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4953805557720899579?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4953805557720899579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4953805557720899579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4953805557720899579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4953805557720899579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/09/inyon-by-lee-sung-chol-translated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8826366438053476135</id><published>2007-08-27T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:47:11.304+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWNNN. i wanna go to sleep. and im thirsty. and i needta pee. and my arm hurts. and my eye hurts.&lt;br /&gt;AND IM IN A COMPLAINING MOOD! haha. aint i always. :P&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im going to sleep. soon&lt;br /&gt;we had swimming today. and it was SOO fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;well, we had flippers on.. and we were just like, doing a breathing thingymathingythingy. and, we had to just go for as long as we cld, butterfly kicking under water, and just come up to save our lives when we cldnt go any longer. and it was SOOO fun. haha. i dno. i get on a high when i do these stuff. haha. i think im weird. :P yeahh.. oh well. nothing else to talk about now. meh. im highly bored. and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8826366438053476135?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8826366438053476135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8826366438053476135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8826366438053476135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8826366438053476135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/08/yawnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2026771422459537308</id><published>2007-08-25T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:17:52.817+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh.. exams start this friday. and im SOO not prepared. ): i just realised that we squeezed a topic for chem that was supposed to be in 5 weeks, into 2. which is absolutely crazy. but, i wanna get it over and done with. (: except i really shld studying for the rest of them. hehehe. well.. yes. im going to sleep. cos i cant concentrate on studying anymore. NOO. ill just read my very very interesting english play, the crucible. NOT! its so boring. its about witchcraft in salem in 1690 something. what the?! and we're comparing it to the mccarthy era. and we're heaps behind on that too. i dont even konw what an integrated essay is, and ive gotta write one, by myself, about texts i havent collected and dont know, next next monday. am i screwed or am i screwed. someone HELP ME!! ): i HATE english. english sucks. who invented english? english right now makes chinese look like the beach. (which is very good, btw). yesyes. oh wellll.. im going to read about the salem witch trials now. wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-2026771422459537308?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2026771422459537308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2026771422459537308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2026771422459537308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2026771422459537308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/08/wahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5653235745211694234</id><published>2007-08-17T20:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:09:34.915+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its FRIDAY! :D and im so incredibly sore.we had fencing today. and it was absolutely really quite bad. i think i shld warm up before i start fencing. haha. all we do is sprint and do exercises as warm ups, but, i think i actualyl need to stretch. im almost dying here. with my back sore and all that. wahh. and my feet were hurting so much. i was actually sitting in the bath tub, and like, going on pointe cos it was hurting so much. wahh! and, ive discovered, a couple of weeks ago, why my arch was never good. with my feet, that is. its cos im flat footed. well, not very badly. but, i am flat footed. yeah. but, nat's flat footed too. but she's got a good arch. i dunno leh! all the flat footed pple i know dont have good arches. ): i've always wanted good feet. oh welll.. i had 3 periods and 1 prep today, and then, in the 3 periods, i got 3 separate assessments back. two were shat. well, one was okay. one was SHAT. absolutely shat. it was bio prac. and, considering that i wanna earn a living by studying cells and looking at microscopes, i think i got 1/2 out of 4 marks for the microscope. haha. but! it was SOO not my fault. i was panicking. it was kinda like the thing where you set up a slide for the teacher, and then he comes arnd and looks through it and gives you marks on the spot. but, i was sniffling. so, i was making a lot of noise, and then, he was standing in front of me and pressuring me. or so i think. hehehe. so, i just focussed on 'dirt'. HAHA. it was quite funny, really. hehe. its okay. i'll live. (: i sound too happy to do so shat in a BIO prac. ahhh. its okay. im watching bourne supremacy now. (: its coooll. i wanna watch from the beginning. haha. its so cool. okay. back to english! )): i hate english. even though apparently, ive got the best teacher in the world. haha. i feel so bad for her cos i fall asleep in lessons. like, she's talking, through a video, so everything's dark. then, of course want to sleep, right. then, im looking at her, trying to stay awake, and taking notes. then, i just... fall asleep! my eyes just cant stay open. i remember havint these things in singapore chinese tuition. hehehe. yes. and, when im taking notes, i can even fall asleep. i really can fall asleep taking notes. how awesome is that. im writing and writing, then, when i open my eyes again, i see this section of like, 2 or 3 words where my writing goes wonky and very small. then, i know i fell asleep there. haha. its quite funny. yeah. but, i feel bad cos after skl today, i went to ask her help with an assessment. oops. and i still dont understand what she means. cos it was an assessment. and she had to be careful with what she told me. and.. yeah.. oopsie. :P okay. going back to english. i HATE english!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5653235745211694234?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5653235745211694234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5653235745211694234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5653235745211694234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5653235745211694234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-friday-d-and-im-so-incredibly-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6404004778143874231</id><published>2007-08-15T12:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:57:40.568+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. im in skl now. in economics. and im incredibly bored. the teacher's talking to herself, i think. or something someone. lol. charlotte's beside me and looking up fashion on the net. hahah. its hilarious. well, not relaly. im really looking forward to dropping physics now. we just had a lesson just then, and my airhead of a teacher decided to give us a 'diagnostic test', which we couldnt do at all. 3 of us were doing it together, and we actually literally had to ask her every single question. i mean, no kidding. we didnt know what the words meant in the question. which teacher in the right mind does that?! wahhh. weirdo. and then, we're just so worrried now. stupid teacher. she's too lazy to teach, so she just assigned us research tasks to do so that she doesnt have to teach. how .. ARGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i realised i hvnt blogged in such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i talked to &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt; that day, after reading what she wrote on her blog. lol. i think ure the only one who reads this. hehe. but.. youre so sweet hun! ((: and how i miss you, youll never know. like st nicks the writing on the fountain right. ying shui shi yuan. i never realised how much you mean to me until i didnt have you everyday. ): i want to go baccckkkk! its okay. i WILL WILL see you! oh yeah. UNI! :D come here for uni (: itd be fun. haha. and &lt;strong&gt;ash&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cris &lt;/strong&gt;can both come as well. and we'll have a HUGE REUNION! :D oohhlala. okay. now im REALLY REALLY excited for uni now. haha. just to see you guys again. ((: yesyes. anyways..&lt;br /&gt;i shld go and study bio. can someone please KILL my teacher, who told just told us yst night that we didnt have to know a whole chapter, that we spent more than half the time studying. WAH. i donch care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6404004778143874231?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6404004778143874231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6404004778143874231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6404004778143874231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6404004778143874231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7662118077663435543</id><published>2007-07-21T23:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:56:12.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel SOO extremely nerdy. and my back hurts from bending over and writing for such a long time. haha. i swear, my table's too high for me. or im too short. our dining table, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where im working. its so far up! hahaha. yes. anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started working at.. hmm.. 5. when i got back from piano. poobum. it was cold. and i didnt have another jumper to wear, and felt like abbotsleigh spirit, so i was wearing my abbotsleigh tracksuit jumper. hahaha. it goes so well with jeans. (: or so i think. haha. YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. then, i worked until about 7. straight. then had dinner until 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, started working till then. and everyones in front of me, cos this is about the only room we can use in the house now. hehe. yes. and they were watching this stupid dame edna show, and then shawshank redemption. AND! i was working away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a little nerd. haha. but, im so proud of myself (: i finished economics today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that means, i dont have to worry tomorrow! :D just about the report. and.. chemistry. and MATH :D i love math at the moment. it rocks. haha. i wish i had more math homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, no. i dont. haha. cos if i have more math homework, then, i might not like it anymore. OR.. it'll just get harder. in which case i wouldnt like it anymore either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. nessa likes math too. :D she always raves about it on her blog. join the LOVE MATHS NERD CLUB! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome. haha. yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about being a nerd. 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:D how pretty. and the steps too. haha. hilarious.&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/3511961986444585407-7662118077663435543?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7662118077663435543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7662118077663435543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7662118077663435543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7662118077663435543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-soo-extremely-nerdy.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RqIOuUfb0iI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v-JrMcDCXnI/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-3941856328047762266</id><published>2007-07-19T22:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:13:59.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am.. fehreeeezing! im SOO cold. okay. the whole story. hmm.. we're all living on ONE level of the house now. we normallly have 3, but.. the top one, theyre doing renovations. and.. its beams everywhere. not a single wall in sight. and downstairs, well.. its cold and creeepy and dusty. so.. we're all on this level. its nice and not dusty, and walls in sight&lt;br /&gt;HMM. well, so all of us are using like.. electricity for heaters and computers and phones and tv and what now.&lt;br /&gt;so.. then today, it just went.. KAPOW&lt;br /&gt;well.. yeah. it just turned off.&lt;br /&gt;out of the.. 2 bedrooms, 2 living room, 1 kitchen and 1 music room in the house, everything BUT the kitchen and 1 bedroom's electricity got cut off.&lt;br /&gt;cos we overloaded it or something&lt;br /&gt;and incidentatlly, the bedroom jjust happened to be my grandparent's room&lt;br /&gt;AND.. we're sleeping in the coldest room of the house, made colder by the lack of wall downstairs, and made EVEN colder by the lack of wall UPSTAIRS, not to mention the lack of HEATER, PLUSSS the lack of electric blanket.&lt;br /&gt;so.. technically, if i stand in our room long enough, it might get as cold as outside. haha. YES!&lt;br /&gt;and.. my hands right now, are SOO cold. cos i just brushed my teeth and my hands were wet. wahhh. yes&lt;br /&gt;so.. to give you an idea of what's happening in the hosue at the moment&lt;br /&gt;grandparents are in the room, okay. warm and snug&lt;br /&gt;mom and nat's in our room, sleeping in the beds, trying to keep warm with whatever heat was left before the heater blew&lt;br /&gt;and.. im in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;standing beside the stove on my laptop, hoping my batt on my laptop would last for long. 39 minutes, it says. so that i dont have to charge it, and run the risk of depriving the WHOLE house of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;haha. guess what!&lt;br /&gt;the fish tank's out of electricity too&lt;br /&gt;so it means that theres no heater, and the fish might die of.... hypothermia&lt;br /&gt;WAHH&lt;br /&gt;why are there so many potential sadistic animal stories arnd now?! WAHHH&lt;br /&gt;okay. tmr mrning, just to ensure i dont go into the lockerrooms first and find the possible dead bird.&lt;br /&gt;-lets pray someone nice and kind let it out-&lt;br /&gt;i will go straight to the library to do work&lt;br /&gt;SOO that, when i go into the lockerooms, hopefully the dead bird would be either cleaned away, OR the bird would still be flying inside.. OR.... hopefully, the poor bird would be out in the open, free.&lt;br /&gt;well.. yes.&lt;br /&gt;my heels are starting to hurt&lt;br /&gt;from standing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;for the last.. 10 mins&lt;br /&gt;wow. thats how good my legs are. haha. stand for 10 mins, resting against a counter, my heels start to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired too&lt;br /&gt;i was falling asleep at dinner&lt;br /&gt;i think i shld go to sleep earlier today&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;i kinda did sleep pretty late last night. hahaha. yes. anyways. okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-3941856328047762266?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/3941856328047762266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=3941856328047762266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3941856328047762266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3941856328047762266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-3934581354780215652</id><published>2007-07-19T17:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:13:59.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im scared. and i dont wanna go back into the locker room after im done with library. im in skl now, you see.&lt;br /&gt;im going to go home at 6. well.. leave skl at 6&lt;br /&gt;we're going out for dinner&lt;br /&gt;and its going to be FRIGGIN cold&lt;br /&gt;as in.. about.. 10 degrees outside at 6&lt;br /&gt;no joke&lt;br /&gt;WAHH.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to die, issit&lt;br /&gt;im wearing my uniform&lt;br /&gt;with STOCKINGS&lt;br /&gt;not even pants&lt;br /&gt;or jazz pants. just friggin STOCKINGS!&lt;br /&gt;im going to be a popsicle. wahhh!&lt;br /&gt;yes. anyways, in the locker room, there's this bird. we've got like.. glass walls, la. doors all glass and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, this poor stupid bird came in. and has been for hte last 2 days. and, i think its the same one, and now, it cant get out.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i go into the lockeroom, i see ht flying back and forth&lt;br /&gt;and.. good thing the ceiling there is high. cos im absolutely TERRIFIED of birds.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was telling ada this just now. and then, she was just like.. stpid bird! come in, and we opened all the doors and windows, and still cant get out.&lt;br /&gt;yes. it IS quite a stupid bird, i reckon. but.. i thk its in shock. thats why it cant orientate itself and get out through the door.&lt;br /&gt;not that birds KNOW what doors are&lt;br /&gt;haha. the birds arnd skl have proven to be quite stupid.&lt;br /&gt;this poor little bird has been in there for the last 2 days, and.. last time, in chem, this bird flew into the window. and then, we turned arnd,and then all we saw was like.. feathers. haha. just like in shrek, when the bird flew into the wall. really la. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH&lt;br /&gt;but what im scared about this bird in the lockeroom is that.. after a while, without the food and with the stress and everything, its health's going to deteoriate. which means that after a while, its going to die.&lt;br /&gt;if it doesnt get out&lt;br /&gt;AND... someone's going ot have to clean up a dead bird in the lockeroom&lt;br /&gt;which.. might i say.. is the SCARIEST thing EVER! besides.. yeah. losing someone.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG. i dont want a friggin dead bird outside my locker!&lt;br /&gt;WAHH.&lt;br /&gt;im scared. someone nice, whos not scared of birds, please get this poor little birdy out of the lockerooms before.. it dies of hunger or thirst of lack of.. i dunno what else.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im supposed to be doing econs now. aha. ive got my econs thing open in the other window. and my chem stuff right beside me. waiting to be glued in. and.. my math textbook patiently waiting fo rme. hehe. okay&lt;br /&gt;ill do it. and ill do math tmr in prep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES THIS STUPID SCHOOL BLOCK FACEBOOK?! HMPH! i dont like !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-3934581354780215652?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/3934581354780215652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=3934581354780215652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3934581354780215652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3934581354780215652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5704883798555340021</id><published>2007-07-17T22:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:45:50.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHH! first day of school today. haha. i decided in chemistry, today, as we were learning about.. i cant remember what. OH! molarity. (i LOVE moles. (: its so easy) i decided that i love school. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much better than sittting in my bed at home the whle day, typing away at my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear. that made my bum flatten. hahaha. that was SOO painful. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love skl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. not particularly. i just love chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i dont get it. but.. when it clicks, its just like magic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like in math, where you get a REALLLYY long problem. and at the end, it just cancels out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one after another. so youre left with a single digit or like.. p + q or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its LOVELY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my math teacher always says its beautiful. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it IS. its a natural beauty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking today in math.. how can all the formulas just work out? who just decided to sit tehre one day and make up the quadratic formula? the LONGEST friggin formula in the whole entire history of... everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its so pretty! haha. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im going on about math, and those who dont share my passion for these... weird things would think im going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... really.. :D nice nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. lets talk about something else besides skl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. there's NOTHING to talk about besides skl. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yes. it was SOO cold this mrng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely SO cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're renovating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sleeping in the absolutely coldest room in the house. with the house colder than it has ever been bfeore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparnetly, today was the coldest day that it has been in the last.. 20 yeras or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. when we got out of the door, nat's and my hands were so cold we couldnt actually feel them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. nat's ones were so numb she cldnt feel them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine was so cold it felt like i had needles in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like in the snow. when it was friggin cold, and i took off my gloves to do something. it felt like it was THAT cold. and. we had frost on our windscreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. actually ICE. the wipers cldnt get them off. so we had to wet for it to melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. it said that it was 1 deg in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE FRIGGIN DEGREE. the car's supposed to be WARM, please. melting our hands so that we can feel them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE degree. a degree less, and we literally cld have snow in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently last night, it went down to 2 deg outside. WAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my formal's in 2 weeks. LESS than two weeks :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. how the heck am i supposed to wear a dress inthat? with heels! as in.. no toes! OPEN toe shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a DRESS! its like.. an eveninng dress. with barely any back and yes. WAHH. im going to FREEEZE! yes. so im going to be VERY cold. and.. after the whole formal. when the sun's down and its going to be like.. SINGLE DIGIT DEGREES. i'm going to need my ski pants and skijacket. not to mention gloves AND a beanie. wahhh. anyways. yes. im going to sleep now. to keep warm. YIKES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5704883798555340021?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5704883798555340021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5704883798555340021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5704883798555340021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5704883798555340021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/wahh-first-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-3886875658905163302</id><published>2007-07-16T16:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:47:00.630+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa. scary stats. below. just like.. one child dies every 8 seconds from a preventable disease or hunger. WAHH. okay. lets stop me from going into further depression&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;i stayed in bed all day today&lt;br /&gt;well technically, there wasnt another place to be in the house besides my bed&lt;br /&gt;its crazy&lt;br /&gt;so my butt's like, flattened now. and my neck's so sore. thats why im too lazy to go swimming. hehe. well.. yeah. its too cold anyway. its supposed to go down to 4 deg today. which means that if i DO go to swimming, when i come out, with my wet swimmers and wet hair, with thongs and trackies and a tshirt, i'll be.. a popsicle. haha. i dont really get cold after swimming. cos its after exercise. but... its the day before skl. and.. I WANNA RELAX. wahhhh. please yes. do.&lt;br /&gt;actually.. i cant wait to get back to skl. if it was yst or something, i'd given up anything to have another week of holidays. but not.. haha. even if pple paid me, i wldnt wanna stay home. not too long, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh. yes.&lt;br /&gt;our toilet got ripped out todayy. its quite sad, really. our toilet got ripped out. our toilet's naked. we can see the beams in the toilet and i DONT LIKE IT. cos.. all the pple in our house now, is sharing ONE toilet. ONEEE measely toilet. its not even a BIG toilet. the sink's so small.. it cant even hold my grandma and grandpa's stuff. and and here i am, with THREE. no FOUR girls. with LOTS of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and.. we've gotta bathe downstairs. wahhhhh! noway. yes. anyways. back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-3886875658905163302?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/3886875658905163302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=3886875658905163302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3886875658905163302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3886875658905163302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-796891466542211999</id><published>2007-07-16T16:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:45:10.829+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Source: 50 Facts That Should Change the World by Jessica Williams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. The average Japanese woman can expect to live to be 84. The average Botswanan will reach just 39.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. A third of the world’s obese people live in the developing world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. The US and Britain have the highest teen pregnancy rates in the developed world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. China 44 million missing women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Brazil has more Avon ladies than members of its armed services&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Eighty-one per cent of the world’s executions in 2002 took place in just 3 countries: China, Iran and the USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. British supermarkets know more about their customers than the British government does&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Every cow in the European Union is subsidised by $2.50 a day. That’s more than what 75% of Africans have to live on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. In more than 70 countries, same-sex relationships are illegal. In 9 countries, the penalty is death&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. One in five of the world’s people lives on less than $1 a day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. More than 12, 000 women are killed each year in Russia as a result of domestic violence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. In 2003, 15 million Americans had some form of plastic surgery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Landmines kill or maim at least one person every hour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. There are 44 million child labourers in India&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. People in industrialised countries eat between six and seven kilograms of food additives every year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. The golfer Tiger Woods is the world’s highest-paid sportsman. He earns $78 million a year- or $148 every second&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Seven million American women and 1 million American men suffer from an eating disorder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Nearly half of British fifteen year olds have tried illegal drugs and nearly a quarter are regular cigarette smokers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. There are 67, 000 people employed in the lobbying industry in Washington DC- 125 for each elected member of Congress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Cars kill two people every minute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Since 1977 there have been more than 90, 000 acts of violence and disruption at abortion clinics in North America&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. More people can identify the golden arches of McDonalds than the Christian cross&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. In Kenya bribery payments make up a third of the average household budget&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. The world’s trade in illegal drugs is estimated to be worth around$400 bullion- about the same as the world’s legal pharmaceutical industry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. A third of Americans believe aliens have landed on Earth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. More than 150 countries use torture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Every day one in five of the world’s population—some 800 million people—go hungry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Black men born in the US today stand a one in three chance of going to jail&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. A third of the world’s population is at war&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. The world’s oil reserves could be exhausted by 2040&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Eighty-one per cent of the world’s smokers live in developing countries&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. More than 70% of the world’s population have never heard a dial tone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. A quarter of the world’s armed conflicts of recent years have involved a struggle for natural resources&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. Some 30 million people in Africa are HIV-positive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Ten languages die out every year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. More people dies each year from suicide than in all the world’s armed conflicts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. Every week an average of 88 children are expelled from American schools for bringing a gun to class&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. There are at least 300, 000 prisoners of conscience in the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. Two million girls and women are subjected to female genital mutilation each year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. There are 300, 000 child soldiers fighting in conflicts around the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. Nearly 26 million people voted in the 2001 British General Election. More than 32 million votes were cast in the first season of Pop Idol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. America spends $10 billion on pornography every year—the same amount it spends on foreign aid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. In 2003 the US spent $396 billion on its military. This is 33 times the combined military spending of the seven “rogue states”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. There are 27 million slaves in the world today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. Americans discard 2.5 million plastic bottles every hour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. The average urban Briton is caught on camera up to 300 times a day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. Some 120, 000 women and girls are trafficked into Western Europe every year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. A kiwi fruit flow from New Zealand to Britain emits five times its own weight in greenhouse gases&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. The US owes the United Nations more than $1 billion in unpaid dues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. Children living in poverty are three times more likely to suffer a mental illness than children from wealthy families&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-796891466542211999?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/796891466542211999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=796891466542211999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/796891466542211999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/796891466542211999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/source-50-facts-that-should-change.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6951674449652770152</id><published>2007-07-16T13:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T13:53:22.458+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;no happy ending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mika&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;im not pretending&lt;br /&gt;no hope, no love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;no happy ending&lt;br /&gt;this is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;like it's forever,&lt;br /&gt;then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;but not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up in the morning, stumble on my life&lt;br /&gt;cant get no love without sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;if anything should happen, i guess i wish you well&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the hardest story that i've ever told&lt;br /&gt;no hop, or love, or glory&lt;br /&gt;happy ending's gone forever more&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i feel as if i'm wastin&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wastin everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;im not pretending&lt;br /&gt;no hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;no happy ending&lt;br /&gt;this is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;like its forever&lt;br /&gt;then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;but not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 oclock in the morning, something's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;cant get not rest, keep walkin around&lt;br /&gt;if i pretend that nothin ever went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i can get to my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i can think that we just carried on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the hardest story that i've ever told&lt;br /&gt;no hope, no love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;happy ending's gone foreve rmore&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i feel as if i'm wastin&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wastin everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the way you left me&lt;br /&gt;im not pretending&lt;br /&gt;no hope, no love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;no happy ending&lt;br /&gt;this is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;like its forever&lt;br /&gt;then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;but not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of love, little bit of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i feel as if im wastin&lt;br /&gt;and im wastin everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;im not pretending&lt;br /&gt;no hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;no happy ending&lt;br /&gt;this is the way we love,&lt;br /&gt;like its forever&lt;br /&gt;to live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;but not together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6951674449652770152?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6951674449652770152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6951674449652770152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6951674449652770152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6951674449652770152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-happy-ending-mika-this-is-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4025967366538291397</id><published>2007-07-15T19:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:09:54.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today was stressful! SOO stressful can. we were packing up the house to prepare for the renovations, when our wall in our room would be knocked down. WAHH. it was stressful. we had to pack up our whole room, which was normal yesterday. today, my cupobard is sooo packed. haha. but.. strangely enough, it looks like the cupboards in ikea ads and everything. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rpnxnm36aMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tVF1Clw-klg/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087362916843940034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rpnxnm36aMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tVF1Clw-klg/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so full! haha. but. ive decided. i love stuffing. (: i just making space for more and more stuff. haha. it was absolutely crazy! it was like.. the space was neverending. lol. it was so fun too. :D it was awesome. haha. yeah.. but.. its so sad. ): gotta say goodbye to most of my clothes for the next 2 months. haha. not that i use it regularly or anything. but... yeah. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh. poor charliebobchan. (: ohalright. since youre not too well today, i'll call you bob. (: ahya. poor thing. but yo'ull get better, okay. (: and staying at home is not all that bad. haha. you'll miss it once you start uni agn. (: cheer up :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're watching alegria now. haha. we were watchign some thing, i think. a controtionist or something, then, nat decided to take it out and watch. i love cirque du soleil. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4025967366538291397?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4025967366538291397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4025967366538291397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4025967366538291397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4025967366538291397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-stressful-soo-stressful-can.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rpnxnm36aMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tVF1Clw-klg/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4489021217283679901</id><published>2007-07-15T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:44:33.957+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored. im supposed to be reading english. finishing up my novel before end of skl. but i cant. its too cold. my hands are too cold. so, i scabbed this off krisi. haha. havent done these in a while. wel, i did. recently. but that was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE IS LOVE&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like someone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight?: no.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever loved someone so much it hurt?: yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you single?: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED IS ANGER&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your family members has the worst temper?: hmm.. not nice to say ai.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Is anyone mad at you?: i hope not! but im sure ive pissed someone off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW IS SELF DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;1. Name?: nicole&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your career plan for the future?: MEDICAL RESEARCH !:D&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your main goal in life?: to be happy&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you want to have children: yup. life is not life without children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE IS EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown a surprise party for you?: yeah. (: haha. it was kinda destroyed all times though. haha. as in.. i found out about it before it happened&lt;br /&gt;2. If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought?: fly back to singapore&lt;br /&gt;3.Tell a secret: im cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN IS OPINION&lt;br /&gt;1. Lower the drinking age?: meh. its not like pple wait for that age anyway&lt;br /&gt;2. Abortion?: big nono&lt;br /&gt;3. War?: why fight? cant you just talk with your mouth? God made speech for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;4. Global Warming?: ecological footprint, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE IS Q&amp;A&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many beds did you lay in today?: 1&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?: grey&lt;br /&gt;Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?: breathe&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have plants in your room?: 2 fake roses from valentines day last year&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you own a camera phone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK IS LAST&lt;br /&gt;1. Last movie watched: harry potter. it sucked !&lt;br /&gt;2. Person you talked/texted on the phone with: charliechan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREY IS TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing tonight?: sleeping. oh. tonight. since its sunday alr. i dunno. savour whatever i have of the holidays&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you going to eat?: food. apparently we're going for a buffet&lt;br /&gt;3. Where are you going to be at 2:00a.m?: probably still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK IS FOR TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;1.Tomorrow is?: monday&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you looking forward to it?: yes and no&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you going to laugh?: YEAH! (: theres not a day where i dont laugh. well, thats a lie. but.. ill laugh tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE IS FOR RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single or taken?: single&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you want to change that?: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have a crush?: maybee&lt;br /&gt;4. Whens your birthday?: 1712&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROWN IS FOR SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;1. Hows your summer so far?: its winter. and farrr too cold&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you gone to the beach/pool?: yeah. at the snow&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you going on any vacations?: singapore, hopefully&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you miss your friends?: YES!!!! so much you wldnt believe&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you found summer love?: no. although krisi thinks so. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4489021217283679901?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4489021217283679901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4489021217283679901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4489021217283679901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4489021217283679901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1128411428382732482</id><published>2007-07-14T14:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:25:42.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh. okay. as you might have seen from the last post, i am highly depressed that the holidays are ending.&lt;br /&gt;i think that the only thing i'm looking forward to, going back to skl, is the fencing comp and the formal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT.&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY WHY&lt;br /&gt;does it have to be on the same day?&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. seriously&lt;br /&gt;doesnt the fencing association know that the formal is on on that day? hahaha. no la&lt;br /&gt;but, annoying only can ?!&lt;br /&gt;ill get home arnd like.. 2 or something. or 3! and... hopefully not 4. since the formal starts at 7, and then, the pres would start at 5, AND AND AND! i wldnt have enough time. ): ):&lt;br /&gt;highly sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant miss fencing either&lt;br /&gt;cos if i dont fence in that one, then, i cant fence in the rest of the comps.&lt;br /&gt;WAH!! i dont like. but i like it that its formal time! (: i was really dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;formal last year was a disaster. wahh. there were like.. issues and everything. seriously! hasnt anyone heard of something called.. HAPPY FORMAL?&lt;br /&gt;well, no. cos i just made it up. but.. please leh! happy happy can? sigh. apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i relaly shld get off the computer and go memorise my FIRGGIN ENGLISH SPEECH that i really dont wanna do. ):&lt;br /&gt;and get some lunch. cos i just drank like.. half a litre of gingerbeer on an empty stomach. haha&lt;br /&gt;so, as you can imagine, i dont feel very good right now.&lt;br /&gt;AND! i need to pack my WHOLE room up. no joke. my whole room&lt;br /&gt;on monday, LOVELY monday, they're going to tear a wall down from my room. my wonderfullest wall.&lt;br /&gt;actually, no. ahha. cos tearing down the wall would mean me having my own room. (: which im REALLY REALLY REALLY looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;not that i hate nat or anything, just hta.. i havent had my own room since year 8. and i desperately NEED my own room. you wldnt imagine. i NEED one. i was ready to sleep in a room literally the size of a prisoncell. one which my bed cant even fit in. so that i'd get my own room. but.. NOOO. i couldnt. i had to share a room with nat. ): sigh. MY OWN ROOM, here i come ! (:&lt;br /&gt;okay. i can tackle english. english wont kill me. i love english. english, nice nice. (: NOT&lt;br /&gt;singlish nice nice. english, POOBUM !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1128411428382732482?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1128411428382732482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1128411428382732482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1128411428382732482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1128411428382732482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/wahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5755197747761164012</id><published>2007-07-14T13:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:04:46.624+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more days of the holidays, then back to school.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the hoildays, then back to waking up early at 6 every morning.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then back to english speech on the friggin first day of skl.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then back to being a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then back to studying and doing nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then no more going out and doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then no more lazing around and doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then no sleeping at 12 or 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 every night.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then last term of year 11.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then last term before i am in year 12.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then last term before i am in my last year in school.&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then the term of my year 11 finals.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then, one week to fencing comp!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then, one week to my formal!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then no more time to make the failed toffees that i have to succeeed in making before the end of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then i cant slack.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then no more msn or computer on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then term comes of my last piano exam in my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then term comes of my last piano exam in my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then i have to finish all my assignments that i havent done in this holidays&lt;br /&gt;): ):&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of the holidays, then i can see my friends again!&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I AM SAD THAT ITS THE THERE IS ONLY 2 MORE DAYS OF THE HOLIDAYS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5755197747761164012?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-152060470785477588</id><published>2007-07-10T11:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:05:42.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHH! i finished my english, at last !&lt;br /&gt;its crap though. but.. i really shld polish it up. since i cant fail english. i MUST MUST do better in english this term. haha. i did crap in english last term. :P&lt;br /&gt;i got so bored can?!&lt;br /&gt;whoever made this stupid task? comparing a reading and a NOVEL? eeks.&lt;br /&gt;and considering i havent even finished READING the novel.. haha. i really should, eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay. well, this is my first proper work day of the whole holiday. how absolutely PATHETIC is it.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely SOO pathetic. i relaly should have done more work the first week. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh well. :P&lt;br /&gt;okay. english down, now ive gotta finish math. first priority!&lt;br /&gt;MATHH! :D no. im not looking foward to it. i normally do, but.. this math, i havent done in such a long time. so icant remember anything. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;ah well. (:&lt;br /&gt;i thikn we start skl on TUESDAY! WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;taht means i can go out monday. (:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go watch harry potter. haha. its coming out on thursday or something.&lt;br /&gt;i'd go out and watch it thursday.. actually. yeah! (: i will.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go call arnd and see who wants to watch it. haha. except that it'd be fully booked. oops. yes.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. im bored now. i cant believe i finished my english though !(:&lt;br /&gt;and my nails are long. haha. tahts random.&lt;br /&gt;i havent cut it since i left for skiing. which is about a week ago. i really should start cutting them befor ethey start breaking.. but.. yeah !&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! i went formal shopping yst. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe my shoes cost like. 10 b ucks less than my dress.&lt;br /&gt;how preposterous is that!&lt;br /&gt;wait.. actually.. since im bored, im going to tkae a picture of my dress and my shoes tgt (:&lt;br /&gt;since i havent actually tried on my dress with my shoes. haha. i sure hope it looks good! :P&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. yes. ill go do it now. haha. my shoes are SOO high. massively high. i cant even walk in them.&lt;br /&gt;my calves hurt so much from skiing, so yst, when i was trying them on, i cldnt even stand properly.&lt;br /&gt;i thikn the lady at the shop thought i was going mad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;a 16 year old girl cant STAND in heels. lol&lt;br /&gt;well.. i'm not going to be doing much dancing! hahaha. none at all, actually. (:&lt;br /&gt;see! im nice. yes. okay. its so cold though. i dont wanna get changed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid contractors just knocked down a wall downstairs doing renovations, so.. our whole house is like a freezer now.&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing 3 layers yst. haha. with a thick jacket. and a scarf.&lt;br /&gt;its like.. colder INSIDE the house than outisde. oh well!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;this post has been very random. nothing connected at all. :P&lt;br /&gt;oops. WAH.&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered ive gotta get razors for chemistry as well. dammit&lt;br /&gt;i really shld look at my diary. and see what's due.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANNA GO BACK TO SKL!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really dont.&lt;br /&gt;i just want the next holidays to come now.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i've got end of years for year 11 in 9 weeks. after which, i'm going to be in year 12.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only looking foward to 3 thigns in year 12. well, maybe 4. lemme tell you.&lt;br /&gt;1. common room. with nice warm water and microwaves. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2. I CAN GET MY Ps!! :D thats if i ever move on from my Ls.&lt;br /&gt;3. getting into uni quickly !&lt;br /&gt;4. LAST AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, my year 12 jersey. (: hahahaha. i didnt get a year 6 one from here.. and i only got 2 class tshirts in singapore. ): well.. one band one and one onepurity one. so. yeah. haha. year 12 jersey. (: okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going down to get food now. no.. wait. im not. haha. im trying on my dress with my shoes. :P hehehe. i forgot. yes. and cutting my nails !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-152060470785477588?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/152060470785477588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=152060470785477588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/152060470785477588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/152060470785477588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/wahh-i-finished-my-english-at-last-its.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8213746714692285104</id><published>2007-07-08T23:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:55:49.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK FROM SKIIINNNGGG ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hurting to my bones. well, not quite. hmm.. let see what injuries ive got. haha. its so awesome. (: well, i think ive got an ongoing bleeding nose from stacking it in the snow and getting snow up my nose. lol. then.. i had a sore neck from a jump a couple days back. and then.. i clipped my palm in my pole when i stacked it. haha. i stack it a lot, iknow. TOUGH LEH! and a whole lot of bruises on my shin ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was so much fun. haha. my instructor was so cool. she's from slovenia, or something. and she's got this cool accent. haha. and then we were just taling about.. hmm.. food, most of the time. (: and she took me on so many runs i never knew existed. :P i thought there was only one lift in the whole of perisher. haha. the front valley one. :P well... yeah ! some awesome photos. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD3YuOrUwI/AAAAAAAAAII/FEFQz7HWc9k/s1600-h/IMG_2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084835983399801602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD3YuOrUwI/AAAAAAAAAII/FEFQz7HWc9k/s320/IMG_2028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty snow covered trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD3weOrUxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cY97QsZBm9M/s1600-h/IMG_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084836391421694738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD3weOrUxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cY97QsZBm9M/s320/IMG_2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nat and i. haha. nat looks cool. AGAIN! on her board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD4uOOrUyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3hJiSh16pYY/s1600-h/IMG_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084837452278616866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD4uOOrUyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3hJiSh16pYY/s320/IMG_2050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS THIS SIGHT !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD4uOOrUyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3hJiSh16pYY/s1600-h/IMG_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3511961986444585407-8213746714692285104?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8213746714692285104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8213746714692285104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8213746714692285104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8213746714692285104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-skiiinnnggg-d-and-hurting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RpD3YuOrUwI/AAAAAAAAAII/FEFQz7HWc9k/s72-c/IMG_2028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7492349548721621520</id><published>2007-07-03T22:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:58:37.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM GOING SKIING TOMORROW ! :D&lt;br /&gt;but.... ive got a cold. ): well.. recovering it from it, slowly. haha. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;and i passed it to &lt;strong&gt;bob&lt;/strong&gt; ! :P so poor thing. haha. and then, i told him that if he came over yst, he'd be risking his life. and i didnt realise that it was true. :P oops&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. wahh. my neck hurts now. it hurts so much its giving me a huge headache. i was just sitting on my chair just now and just was resting, and my head felt like a brick. oww.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. anywayS! ill stop complaining. :P hmm.. yes. (:&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to ski! and swim. haha. apparently there's this cool heated pool at our hotel. yeah. (: so im kinda looking forward to swimming as much as i am to skiing. haha. thats so highly weird! since i went swimming 2 weeks ago. and i havent touched my ski stuff in a whole year! i think it hasnt sunked in yet. seeing as i didnt pack until. 3 hours ago. haha. yeah. oh well ! i feel like food now. oh YUUMMMMMMM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;maggi noodles. SPICY instant noodles. YUMM!! im actually getting relaly hungry thinking about it! haha. but i cant be bothered to go downstairs to eat. ohno. i feel like passionfruit now. oh yum! or orange and pineapple juice from that juice shop ! OH YUM! nono! ms &lt;strong&gt;row's&lt;/strong&gt; SOOO yummy chilloo!!!! omg. ive got cravings. haha. sounds.. weird !&lt;br /&gt;i just realised. i used the words weird, scary and freaky many times today. it was like.. my vocab was limited.  :P its okay, dont worry. im not that shallow, whoever was talking to me today. wah. okay. and i cant type anymore cos my eyes hurt. TA then. (:&lt;br /&gt;seeya after the snow! with awesome snow photos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7492349548721621520?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7492349548721621520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7492349548721621520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7492349548721621520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7492349548721621520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-going-skiing-tomorrow-d-but.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4090100715813319929</id><published>2007-07-01T16:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T16:43:07.539+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. my blog's not complete with a dance video. (: its cool. haha. i love it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4090100715813319929?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4090100715813319929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4090100715813319929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4090100715813319929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4090100715813319929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4472389567781128253</id><published>2007-07-01T16:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T16:33:22.663+10:00</updated><title type='text'>centrestage !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/z2HGs0h1Na0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/z2HGs0h1Na0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of the best dances ever (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4472389567781128253?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4472389567781128253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4472389567781128253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4472389567781128253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4472389567781128253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/centrestage.html' title='centrestage !'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7683340531005988831</id><published>2007-07-01T13:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:02:12.930+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;omgomgomg! what was i thinking about the last post? haha. i thikn i did it at night or someting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh. okay. good thing no one comes here. :P especially some people. wahh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. anyways. im doing english right now. an anslysis for like.. a novel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.. POOBUM ! i hate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate english right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate all work that i have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;economics. can't be that bad. its just a summary of like.. a gazillion pieces of information ive gotta read. and bio and chem and ohysics and math. i can do without much concentratin. DAMN ENGLISH! can i drop it, please?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh. i dont like! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im craving for something hot now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my nose is running so badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. im going downstairs to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i'm not hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need something to warm me up.&lt;br /&gt;and its no fun drinking hot chocolate while i do work cos it gets cold before i finish it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOO... im going to have those noodle soup things that are instant that nat always eats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she likes so much. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and go see a movie with her downstairs. if she's watching something besdies the incredibles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was watching that last time !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. yes.. hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! we went to &lt;strong&gt;julia&lt;/strong&gt;'s and &lt;strong&gt;dom'&lt;/strong&gt;s house a couple of days ago. haha. and we watched mostly.. xena. and mcleod's daughters. YIKES ! but played video games too. haha. i havent played one in YONKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we played this cool eyetoy thing. its sorta like.. there's a webcam on top of the tv and its got you in it cos youre standing infront of hte tv. then, there are games on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like trying to shoot people or punch pple on the tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. its a sensor. haha. its aweosme. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a good work out for ur arms. haha. well. there are some hilarious photos.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Roclq-OrUtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LeDDAz8NLII/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082072124700185298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Roclq-OrUtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LeDDAz8NLII/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dom jumping arnd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rocl4OOrUuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/F3E4WFtwrvU/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082072352333452002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rocl4OOrUuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/F3E4WFtwrvU/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nat 'cleaning a window' to get points on the screen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RocmKOOrUvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1SddmlzkTKY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082072661571097330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RocmKOOrUvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1SddmlzkTKY/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RocmKOOrUvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1SddmlzkTKY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the screen. hehe. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAHH. oh. i tried to synchronise my phone and the computer yst too. omg. it was soo bad!screwed up all my msgs. so i had like.. double of msgs and stuff. ): so qi xi ren. haha. anyways. yes.AND! muse. hahaha. ive been trying to play the butterflies and hurricanes piano thingymabob. whoa. a bit the hard can?! the chords. hahaha. it was so silly. i spent 10 minutes on a series of 3 chords, after which i realised the right and left hand notes were exactly the same. IM SICK AND TIRED LA ! im not usually that stupid. haha. but.. yes. im obsessed with that song now. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7683340531005988831?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7683340531005988831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7683340531005988831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7683340531005988831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7683340531005988831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/07/omgomgomg-what-was-i-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Roclq-OrUtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LeDDAz8NLII/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7024452964332522374</id><published>2007-06-27T00:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:23:50.007+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired! and my head hurts. i think cos i was doing bridges just now. haha. those things where you put your hands and your feet on the grnd. and then you push up.&lt;br /&gt;well. .i did many of that&lt;br /&gt;so i thikn my brain's not used to so much blood, so i've got a migraine now.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH&lt;br /&gt;haha. i got a couple fo hilarious pics of me doing it. and then.. with me on the grnd and stretching and legs in second&lt;br /&gt;and nat says i look like i was giving birth. haha. so that was hilarious. she was taking photos and videos and all.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;but i dont wanna go out tmr!&lt;br /&gt;i thikn ant and i are going to our friends house for a sleepover. cos i know her sister. so i'm going too. but im too lazy! i wanna just stay at home and make toffee and watch movies. :D&lt;br /&gt;i NEED to make toffees work. i've got an addiction, apparently. to making them work. i've done like.. 3459873456876123 batches, and none of them worked! well, ONE worked. and then.. the rest of that batch, i put it on to the fire for too long, so itburnt. ):&lt;br /&gt;wahh&lt;br /&gt;i NEED to ! before the end of hte holidays.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma says its resilience&lt;br /&gt;but i think its just my lack of.. cooking skills tha cant make the simplest type of confectionary possible.&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;im going to sleep. sooon. hopefully in the next 7 hours. since i've gotta get out of bed in the next 7 hours cos theyre friggin cutting off the water supply at 9 in the mrng! so we've all gotta shower before then. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7024452964332522374?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7024452964332522374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7024452964332522374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7024452964332522374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7024452964332522374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-tired-and-my-head-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5683725592818122116</id><published>2007-06-23T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:30:30.008+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HOLIDAYS! :D im so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;except that i've got so much work to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. wahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. lets see what ive gotta do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- superhard english critical reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- catching up on half a chapter of calculus (i cant even spell it! calculus?? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- physics homework for the last term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- chem homework for the last term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- bio homework for the last term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- stupid econs budget assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- econs notes for the last term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE SEE! alot of work. WAHH! but.. yes. haha. im so tired! i slept really REALLY early last night. haha. really really early. i havent slept this early since singapore! well.. yes. i slept at like.. 3:50 last night. well.. this mrng. haha. yeah. that was about.. 25 mins earlier than singapore. but.. YEAH. interesting interesting. and i thought that i'd wake up at 2pm today. BUT! pple started waking me up at 8.30 in the mrng. and continued to until 10.00. haha. until mom was like.. nic, we're going out to watch ocean's thirteen. haha. then, i told her i didnt wanna go. then, she was like.. you either get out of bed now or i confiscated your phone at night. HAHA. then.. i jumped out of bed. lol. it was funny. yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ocean's thirteen was funny. (: i didnt get it, cos i usually have someone explaining it to me. but.. it was interesting all the same. YES! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! lookie at our experimental set up in physics. its so awesome. (: we came up with it ourselves. haha. you can see the TWO retort stands and the pegs and everything holding the wires in place. haha. its so cool!! :D&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rn0RQxN_TFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1vArzueSudY/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079234934531378258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rn0RQxN_TFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1vArzueSudY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5683725592818122116?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5683725592818122116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5683725592818122116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5683725592818122116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5683725592818122116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/holidays-d-im-so-happy-except-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rn0RQxN_TFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1vArzueSudY/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2477196865717557772</id><published>2007-06-21T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:41:06.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's the last day of skl! :D i SOO cant wiat for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i think i maximised my little sleep week this week. haha. i'm so proud of myself for sleeping so little :D but.. its taken its toll. haha. not that i care. its the last week of skl!&lt;br /&gt;but.. this is the last holiday that we're going to have before we go to year 12. so.. the next holiday that comes arnd, after the end of that holiday, we'll be in year 12. how scary is htat. omg. freaky. wahh! yes.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt; and i decided to do the 40 hour famine. haha. but without sleep! :D im really into the thing without sleep now. haha. maybe.. i'll just do 40 hours of work. well.. its in august, and over a weekend, i think. so its goin got be bad. cos its not during the hols. but.. yeah. i'm probably going ot start like.. on friday mrng, then.. go for 40 hours. so.. i can sleep.. probably saturday 2am or something. does that work out right? hmm.. im too tired to think. yeah. 2am on saturday morning if i wake up 6am friday. haha. that'd be a challenge. (: maybe do work or something. and then.. after saturday 2am, i'll go sleep until monday morning. haha. hibernate. that'd be so cool. haha. last year, i did no talking. and boy was that hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt; was like.. my interpreter to the world. i'd signal her something, and she'd say it. haha. thats how good our communication skills are. (: beyond words. yes. but.. i cant wait for the 40 hour nosleep! :D hahaha. yes. okay. but fer now.. SLEEEPPP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-2477196865717557772?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2477196865717557772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2477196865717557772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2477196865717557772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2477196865717557772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/tmrs-last-day-of-skl-d-i-soo-cant-wiat.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-119795602047483713</id><published>2007-06-20T23:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:01:58.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHH! today. i've been starting alot of my posts with WAHHs.&lt;br /&gt;but.. yes. today. i really shld be sleeping now. haha. seeing as i was nodding off in BIO!&lt;br /&gt;BIOOO! my favourite subject. i fell asleep in it. and then. that was when she was explainng the prac. haha&lt;br /&gt;and apparently &lt;strong&gt;nikki&lt;/strong&gt; was falling asleep in it too. so both of us didnt know what to do for prac. so we were just standing arnd, trying to find out what to do. and one side of hte lab's powerpoints werent working. so, there was what.. 25 of us, squished onto 3 benches on one side. lol. yeah&lt;br /&gt;but.. tmr's our teacher's last day! cos she's pregnant. and she's HUGEE. &lt;strong&gt;nikki&lt;/strong&gt; and i were discussing it today. haha. we were saying. we didn twanna get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;and if we did, we didnt wanna move arnd. just lie in bed.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then, she heard.. dont wanna get pregnant. i'm just going to lie in bed. LOL. it was hilarious! it took a while for us to figure out what we were talking about. ahha. but.. yes. it was funny. (: i love my bio buddy! haha. so awesome. nicole^2 :D&lt;br /&gt;today, our teacher as like.. nicole.. talking to one of us, sitting beside each other. then, i looked up, but i didnt answer. haha. then, she was like.. plural. lol. it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. tired tired tired! 8 more periods left! :D until the holidays. but technically, christian studies doesnt count, cos i can sleep in it. she yells though. haha. last time &lt;strong&gt;rach&lt;/strong&gt; was sleeping through a video, then.. teh teacher was like.. rachel, rachel, RACHEL! haha. then, she didnt hear. so someone nudged her. then, she woke up. then, she was like.. eyah yeah. im listening. haha. it was so funny. then, &lt;strong&gt;diane&lt;/strong&gt;, who was sitting next to me, nudged me cos i had my head on the table. haha. yes. OKAY. seven periods left! i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;i wont die in econs! and i wont SLEEP in econs either. OR bio. then...&lt;br /&gt;SKIINGGG! :D:D:D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-119795602047483713?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/119795602047483713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=119795602047483713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/119795602047483713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/119795602047483713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6230632247007000969</id><published>2007-06-19T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:43:58.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHH! im so tired. dont ask me why im not in bed. haha. i was just about to get up and go brush my teeth, and then someone else went into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH! i wanna go sleep ! im not sure ive been so tired for a long while. i fell asleep in econs today. :P and in bio, it was fun. i cant rmb what we did. lol. yeah. with &lt;strong&gt;nikki!&lt;/strong&gt; max brenna biology studying. (: hehehe. taht'd be fun.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HUUUGGEE CONGRATS TO CHARMIAN! MUSIC PREFECT !  :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else for prefects (: lorsy and kate and JUSTINE! :D headgirl (: and rach :D okay. bathroom's free! NIGHT! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6230632247007000969?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6230632247007000969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6230632247007000969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6230632247007000969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6230632247007000969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahh-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7705244681520116294</id><published>2007-06-19T00:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:46:21.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahh. its so cold! i forgot to turn my electric blanket on before, so im just letting my bed warm up now before i go to sleep, or else i'll freeze in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;haha .yes.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. it was another cold day today.&lt;br /&gt;and.. after tennis this mrng, i realised that i brought my mom's BLUE stockings to skl.&lt;br /&gt;like.. it was a dark blue. not BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so embarrassing. :P yes. kinda couldnt tell anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then, we had chem. lol. so interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;we mixed iodine with.. water, i think. and it was a pretty purple. then, hexane with methyl orange.&lt;br /&gt;and pretty ORANGE! and then, water with copper sulfate. so that was pretty blue. &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt;'s got the photos now, so i'm going to put them up when i get them. but, theyre all so pretty! :D&lt;br /&gt;yes! and then after skl today. haha. &lt;strong&gt;krisi's &lt;/strong&gt;CRAZY! lol. hilarious. wait till he hears about it. haha. nah. he wont. he'll kill me. eh missy. dont say anything about it on the tagboard eh. lol. i dunno how to delete it. lol&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then, swimming. (: SO FUN! haha. cos tehre were only 6 pple today, we just kinda.. did easy stuff. FLIPPERS! haha. my favourite. (:&lt;br /&gt;and then, i had to go, like some zombie or something, with my wet messy hair to the upper skl concert. lol&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid lights were so bright! WAHH.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was flushed. stupid lighter.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;and we stuffed up so bad! the flutes were so out, and we've never played so loud before.&lt;br /&gt;i thikn everyone was a quarter of a tone out from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;and.. i didnt realise it was a performance. until.. halfway through the first piece. haha. i was just playing like a normal rehearsal. cos i was so hot. so i was concentrating on that. i got distracted&lt;br /&gt;until i saw the pple. and realised i've been moving my feet arnd alot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes. ANYWAYS. (: &lt;strong&gt;lorsy&lt;/strong&gt; and everyone else was SOO good though. (: and i liked the grand pianos doing a duet. pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. lookie lookie. it's 12:44 already. looks like im only going to get 3 hours of sleep! haha. BOOHOO &lt;strong&gt;charliebobchan&lt;/strong&gt;. THERE. less  weird? wahhh. FOUR OCLOCK IN THE MORNING LEH. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;okay. bed's warm now. even if it isnt, me am going to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7705244681520116294?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7705244681520116294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7705244681520116294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7705244681520116294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7705244681520116294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5864818561542561637</id><published>2007-06-17T12:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T13:11:08.679+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't work well on a sunday morning. heh.&lt;br /&gt;i've only done ONE page of english this whole morning. since what.. 11 oclock.&lt;br /&gt;so, one page of writing an essay in 2 hours. but.. i did more stuff! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i arranged my icons on my desktop. haha. &lt;strong&gt;eva &lt;/strong&gt;inspired me cos of her icons on her desktop arranged in a heart. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. and.. hmm.. yeah. thats about all i did. OH.and.. i uploaded some cool photos from my phone too. hah. check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSkBxN_TAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ExWq1bhxVJ8/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863030252227586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSkBxN_TAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ExWq1bhxVJ8/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i rolled up the noodles on a chopstick. so it looked like.. the maltesers or something. you know.. the sticky stuff they have in funfairs. its so cool. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN.... in chem. again. :P&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSkshN_TBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lvFPUpdR4JE/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863764691635218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSkshN_TBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lvFPUpdR4JE/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we do work! i swear. lol. it was like.. cardboard boats on water. lol. TSUNAMIII &lt;strong&gt;ada.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. it was so funny. the water had to be still while we saw it move cos of.. adhesion or something between the water molecules and the detergent on the boats. but, &lt;strong&gt;ada&lt;/strong&gt; kept swinging the bucket arnd. HAHA. then when she went to tip it out in the sink, she was like.. TSUNNAAMIII. in a fob voice. lol. and spilt everywhere. hahahaha. and teh teacher was right behind us. it was quite hilarious. :D we have fun in chem. (: i love chem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i found this pic on my phone from long long ago. in the swimming carnival. haha. &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;charmz&lt;/strong&gt; and me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSlbxN_TCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bCchOhvv6yw/s1600-h/Image002..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076864576440454178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSlbxN_TCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bCchOhvv6yw/s320/Image002..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this one. (: i like this one. its so cute. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSltBN_TDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/To5S-wOmn1s/s1600-h/Image000..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076864872793197618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSltBN_TDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/To5S-wOmn1s/s320/Image000..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i reckon this picture of my desk is so cool. i dno why. must have to do somethign with the lighting or something. haha. or.. i just love my desk. lol&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSmChN_TEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/u8WvfYpDbGA/s1600-h/Image000...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076865242160385090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSmChN_TEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/u8WvfYpDbGA/s320/Image000...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5864818561542561637?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5864818561542561637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5864818561542561637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5864818561542561637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5864818561542561637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-really-dont-work-well-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RnSkBxN_TAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ExWq1bhxVJ8/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-6672219256655868377</id><published>2007-06-16T16:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T19:45:50.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH! i just came from outside. and im mighty cold again. (ive decided to post with lines in between, so its easier to read. haha. for both me and whoever are the random pple who come here. which is, not anyone at all. heh)&lt;br /&gt;YES. well, i was wearing this jumper, you see. on top of a long sleeved top. but i decided i was hot. so, i took it off.&lt;br /&gt;then, i froze in the car on the way home from chatswood. YES. and i got caught in the what.. 8m from the car to the maindoor. but its rain anyway!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i was so dead today! i kinda was actually falling asleep standing up and walking and shopping. how's that remotely possible?&lt;br /&gt;and now im hungry! im complaining a lot. haha. oh well.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I GOT KEDS TODAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;im so happy. haha. we just picked it out in myer, then, mom just took it away. then, she got it. haha. nice nice. (: but i think its too big for her to wear, and too small for nat. so.. yeah. but, im not sure whether i'll ever wear it.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda an aqua colour. but, ive been using nat's cheapo black flats for a long time, with it blistering my feet. so, its better now. (: (: YES! okay. i've got english and chem and math to do now. ): and dinner now. WOOHOO! :D foooooooooddd :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-6672219256655868377?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/6672219256655868377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=6672219256655868377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6672219256655868377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/6672219256655868377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wah-i-just-came-from-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5408690647136843835</id><published>2007-06-14T18:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:42:25.542+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im SOO cold now. actually.. i'm warmer than i was before. man! this is cold. sitting in the 10 deg weather. lol. yes. anyways. i just smelt my hands, i realised i didnt wash my hands between chem and eating. we were playing with petrol in chem. oopsie! hope i dont get petrol poisoning. haha. ohwell. yeah. we were playing with petrol. and something else i cant remember. not PLAYING Like, in zoolander where they fight with it. haha. just... checking and testing the solubility of some substances. wanna die la! first thing, she told us to put on our labcoats. that meant i had to take my blazer off. WAH! i wanted to die alr la. i refused to take my scarf off. haha. so, yeah. there i was, in my scarf and jumper and labcoat. yes. and then, i got meth on my hands. so that was mighty cold. then, i had to play with petrol, which meant i felt lightheaded and stupid. then, i had to wash the testubes with friggin cold water! OMG. and then, yes. finish skl and walk in the rain. i love walking in the rain. (: yikes! my hands still smell like the science lab. i really shld go take a bath. yes. but.. all the same, I LOVE CHEM! :D its so interesting when you get it! and.. yeah. i was supposed to stay off the computer today, cos &lt;strong&gt;charliechan&lt;/strong&gt; said he didnt think i cld. and, i was going to try to. but, sorry la. i didnt try very hard. lol. cos irealised i dont have a lot of work today, so.. yeah. lol. just come back go on computer la! hahaha. YEAH. i cant look at a black screen in front of me. lol. its just, not RIGHT! really la. where got such thing? im NICOLE! i dont sit in front of a black screen and do nothing about it. its not me! hmm.. lets put it this way. i wldnt be a nerd if didnt come on today. HEH.  but... yes. at least we didnt make a bet on it. :P okay. i'm off to bathe. in case i've got mud in my stockings from puddles or petrol on my hands. lol. yes la. its raining. and its the coldest it's ever been.. according to me. but.. its so cold can! i was shivering today, when i started walking. i cldnt even talk properly. WAH! yes. (: goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5408690647136843835?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5408690647136843835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5408690647136843835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5408690647136843835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5408690647136843835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-soo-cold-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1600354051523229452</id><published>2007-06-13T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:29:30.374+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wow. its 11.15 and im here. haha. oh well. i dunno why i'm so awake, actually. i slept at 10 last night. probably taht's why. no wait. im tired. im heaps tired. but, i dont feel like sleeping. or.. i dont feel like i need to be awake in skl tmr, more like it. haah. we've got double math! (: and.. i've almost caught up with the homework. haha. i was halfway through the last exercise, and then i got stuck with a question, and then when i was figuring out how much space to leave for the working out, i was like.. MEH. just stop here. haha. then, can finish the rest tmr. lol. so that i can go read my english novel that i have NOT yet finished. wah! stupid english eacher. she wasnt here on tueday, so she gave the replacement this essay that we had to write. and, the whle class took half a lesson trying to figure out what the question meant. and.. our class has some bright pple in it. as in.. know everything about english. PLUS, our lessons are VERY long. hah. so, yeah. it just means that the teacher is sadistic. seriously la! everyday, give essay essay. one page this, two page that. WAHLAO. and sometimes she marks, sometimes she doesnt. so the last one that she colleted, i did it at like.. 12 at night the previous night, with my hea on the desk and my eyes closed. haha. wo LI HAI! :D yes. but... i've got four periods with &lt;strong&gt;rowaye &lt;/strong&gt;tmr. lol. and we only HAVE four periods a day. but. i've got so much to tell that woman. and ask her. lol. HAHA. oh. listen to what happened in a orchestra competition today. well.. in the first 5 bar of the piece, the conductor dropped the baton. LOL&gt; and she's a teacher who picks on everyone. so, yeah. ahha. it was good, apparently. i wasnt there. but, yeah. so, everyone started laughing, including the audienc eand my friends, and then she walked arnd to get it and then everyone still continued as normal. haha. fun, eh. (: yesyes. hmm.. i cant remember what happened during dinner today. it was hilarious, though. okay. one of the funny stories. its about the toilet this time. haha. well, it started off with my grandma saying that when we flush the toilet, we've gotta close the lid. or else, the germs would fly into the flusher's face. then, mom was like, but how can you do it in the office? cos there's no lid. then, she was like.. oh. maybe flush, then, turn arnd and then run off. but what if you BANG into the toilet door?&gt; haha. then, nat said that was what she did on the planes, beause it was too loud and scary. then, it got arnd to the conversation about singapore in the 1940s, where they used to poop in buckets, and then pple used to come arnd get it. then, after a long pause, my grandpa was like.. BULLSHIT LA. ahhaha. then, mom was like, no. not bullshit. human shit. hahaha. yes. that was funny. hilarious. but, i guess youve gotta be there to find it funny. lol. yes. (: yesyes. well, i thikn i'd better get back to age of innocence. ): thatst the novel, btw. haha. i cant wait to finish it, cos then, i can start reading.. wazzit called again. jodi picoult! i love her books. theyre so cool. i thikn she's my favourite author. (: except.. some stories are scary. but, i love them all teh same! :D yes, well. night! and.. lookie lookie cool photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rm_wexN_S_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/dB8N8898T-0/s1600-h/73329630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075539716468591602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rm_wexN_S_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/dB8N8898T-0/s320/73329630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dno who she is. but i thought it was cool. haha. yeah. im going thorugh a weird phase now. i'm obsessed with dance and pointe shoes, as well as the colour pink,( SOCKS ON MY WALL! (:  ), sports gear, and.. brands. bags too. hmm.. i dunno why. i just like it! haha. yes. and suddenly, im craving warm brownies with ice cream. YUMMMMMM!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1600354051523229452?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1600354051523229452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1600354051523229452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1600354051523229452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1600354051523229452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rm_wexN_S_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/dB8N8898T-0/s72-c/73329630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1812051690270279911</id><published>2007-06-10T21:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:13:31.404+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and THIS is why i love my bestie. haha. i found this on friendster. i just saw it. OMG. &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt; bestie is such a dear. haha. and.. quite violent at the same time. haha. VERY violent.. but, no. its good now. (: thanks hon! :D okay. this is what she wrote. and, dont worry. she's not a murderer. she's just my sweet little bestie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESTIE I FORGOT TO ASK YOU WHAT IT WAS THAT PISSED YOU OFF THAT TIMEEE. :(Tell me, who it was, I'll go burn their yacht down. No yacht? Ok, I'll go burn their house down. If they were a J1 in Spore now, I'll burn their notes but since they aren't, we'll settle for the house burning eh? What? Burning houses in Australia is illegal? Ok, I go kill their family, stuff kimchi down their throats, send their dog to SPCA, feed their hamster to my neighbour's cat and stuff wasabi up their ass so the kimchi and the wasabi can meet in the middle of their digestive system.HOW DARE THESE INSIGNIFICANT AMOEBAS DO THIS TO MY BESTFRIEND! DIE YOU SINGLE CELLED ORGANISMS! DIEEEEE!Please lar Nic, I do have my unglam moments. Hahaha. But yes, I'm all nice and glam. HAHAHA! Joke of the century that is. :DI love you dear! You know I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1812051690270279911?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1812051690270279911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1812051690270279911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1812051690270279911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1812051690270279911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-this-is-why-i-love-my-bestie.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-485311088067929076</id><published>2007-06-08T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:17:29.005+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO! :D the weekend is here. haha. in ever thought this day would come. thank you SOOO much. (:i dont even know why i'm looking forward to the weekend so much. haha. i've got this bio topic test on tuesday. and i've gotta spend a WHOLE day, literally, stidying. although its a topic test, i have no idea what it's on. haha. anyways.. YEAH! :D weekendddd... yeah. haha. yeah. ive got a cold.. wah! and ive rubbed my nose with tissue so much that it hurts. its like.. sore. pain leh! and then.. during fencing, i was sweating, and it was stinging. it was painful!! ahya. yeah. too much rain. but.. rain. i like rain..... rain's nice. sigh. anyways! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some photos from my phone. ahha. theyre hilarious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rmkq6RN_S8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/yqVhbgWAmVA/s1600-h/mich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073633635752430530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rmkq6RN_S8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/yqVhbgWAmVA/s320/mich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats &lt;strong&gt;michele&lt;/strong&gt; during physics with a perspex r&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RmkraRN_S9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZIHbQmHWl6s/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073634185508244434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RmkraRN_S9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZIHbQmHWl6s/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;od. haha. its scarier when she blinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was at dinner one day. the big big thing in the middle's a wintermelon. haha. with soup inside! how crazy was that. and the skin was soft. so, it was about to spill. and then.. the drink that looks like bubble tea in front, its my baileys. ahha. bailey's is SOOO yum. (: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rmkr8xN_S-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IWu1I-earOE/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073634778213731298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rmkr8xN_S-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IWu1I-earOE/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in chemistry. (: how pretty is the... i cant remember what. copper sulfate, probably? haha. nice colour, right. (: im obsessed with science lab photos now. and i intend to take many many more. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-485311088067929076?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/485311088067929076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=485311088067929076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/485311088067929076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/485311088067929076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/woohoo-d-weekend-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rmkq6RN_S8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/yqVhbgWAmVA/s72-c/mich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4136149525514369249</id><published>2007-06-06T17:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T17:07:13.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah. i just got home from skl. and i was so hot outside. i was wearing.. nono. i AM wearing.. hmm.. 4 layers. haha. yes. and then.. im  so cold now! anyways. yes! going into the city tmr!! haha. so fun :D we get to bludge! and also.. the interesting medical research day. haha. i remmber.. last year, when i heard about it.. it was like.. a whole year until it got to this. and.. i cant believe that a year's already passed. i mean.. it feels like only last week that i went to work experience. but then again.. i think of all the things i've done, and its soo much! and.. i've still got so much to do. HSC! WAHHH. someone kill me. acftually, no. dont. just take me into the future until the day AFTEr i get my results back. and im in some prestigious uni doing some ultra cool science and commerce/engineering degree. (: but fer now.. i've gotta fix my lightbulb. haha. it just blew. and i've gotta finish my physics prac. stupid la, teacher. hasnt even told us that we've got an oral presentation due with the written on friday. we just found out when we rea dthe marking criteria. CRAZYY AH, WOMAN. actually, she is. haha. she gets moodswings. she scolds pple at hte beginning of the lesson, and then, at the end, she apologises profusely to them. she needs some PSYCHOLOGICAL THERAPY. hahahaha. talking about that. we were in the lbirary today, and then iw as talking to myself, as usual. ahhaha. going high. then, &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt; was like.. dont disturb my psychological time or someting liddat. haha. okay. wait a go, krisi. she's just talkikng to herself. haha. actually, i do too. HMPH! yes. lol. i needta pracfitse piano! and make the whole neighbourhood go deaf cos of the LOUD LOUD gershwin piece i'm playing. but.. i love it all the same. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to 'just keep swimming' in finding nemo. haha. its &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt;'s. she put it on. its so cute. OOPS. its 5.06 alr. i better go. heh. maths. haha. i actually got today's lesson! and its so interesting. (: why are the hard stuff in ext 1, and the easy stuff in ext 2?! crazy syllabus. but.. I CANT WAIT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*our time is running out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4136149525514369249?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4136149525514369249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4136149525514369249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4136149525514369249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4136149525514369249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7119432144410372894</id><published>2007-06-05T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:14:28.578+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;WAHH! what's wrong with this stupid computer? and the water system? haha. the phone lines arent connected to the water system, is it? cos.. the water's out in our house. apparently, it was leaking or something this mrng, so they got pple to come in to fix it. so, the water's off. YEAH. where got such thing?! i mean... the water's out. none of the taps can turn on. so, some person's poop is in the toilet downstairs, and our dishes are stacking up in the sink. WAHH! i wanna bathe. im still in my uniform. haha. and im cold. and im tired. and i wanna go to sleep! and.. im so &lt;s&gt;pissed&lt;/s&gt; at someone right now. and im dreading tmr cos of that person. WAH! i'm so glad we've got thursday off. haha. i think i'm really going crazy now. haha. yst, when i was talking to &lt;strong&gt;lance,&lt;/strong&gt; he said i was strange. haha. weird. cos i think i was high or something. and asked him if he stayed home from work cos of period pains. lol. and then.. today, in math, i was laughing my head off and going so red and crashing into the wall when i saw &lt;strong&gt;sarah wong&lt;/strong&gt; stuck in a chair! hahaha. and then.. in the lbrary after skl, &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt; and i went on a high looking up the powerhouse museum add and the way to get to grammar after. hahaha. i havent been on a high with &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt; for such a long time!! i need some highness now. haha. yeah. LOL. and i was freezing on the stn. LOL. hungry and needing to pee and thirsty. haha. yeah! just to come home and find out that the water's out, and i cant pee OR drink OR shower. not hygenically, anyway. lol. yes. OH! and i got on a high. haha. in tutor time, with &lt;strong&gt;susie, &lt;/strong&gt;counting down the number of hours and periods till the long weekend. haha. i actually dunno why i'm looking forward to the long weekend so much. haha. i think it just means hmm.. sleeping in? lol. but.. i dont know why im so tired. i slept at 10.30 last night. and.. at 9.30 on friday night, i think it was. im crazy. haha. i shldnt be tired. at all! considering SOME person slept at 4. omg. and maccas. haha. 5 mins leh! five minutes STILL SLEEP MA! or did i have to repeat that again so you can understand HUH. lol. yesyes. anyways. i needta practise piano! but i cant do it cos i havent washed mjy hands properly. but.. i'm going to do it anyway, and hope no DEAD animal would end up in the piano after smelling the food i left on the keyboard. lol. YUCK! there's a dead ferret outside my house. well, technically, i didnt see it. but iwas freaked out enough talking about it. haha. yes. ANYWAYS! piano, here i come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE LONG WEEEKEENNNNNDDDDDD! and then after, the SNOWW! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. btw. look at &lt;strong&gt;rowaye&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;janice.&lt;/strong&gt;we got bored one monday arvo. haha. in the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RmU3dBN_S7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/vMt4mzPMrzo/s1600-h/Image02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072521526985575346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RmU3dBN_S7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/vMt4mzPMrzo/s320/Image02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7119432144410372894?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7119432144410372894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7119432144410372894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7119432144410372894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7119432144410372894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahh-whats-wrong-with-this-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RmU3dBN_S7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/vMt4mzPMrzo/s72-c/Image02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5436002807391725418</id><published>2007-06-04T20:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:43:12.987+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. okay. i've got this hilarious story to tell you first. and its actually quite funny. welll.. we were having dinner. then, we had this really yummy dessert with durian and rice. then.. okay. easier to follow like &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt; does and write it in convo format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: save some for nat la! (cos she's at music camp)&lt;br /&gt;grandma: nevermind la. can buy another time from church&lt;br /&gt;grandpa: where got? last time you said only sometimes have ma.&lt;br /&gt;grandma: aahya. dont talk, dont talk. i'm eating crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. it was funny. but, in an annoying way funny, as in.. i really feel bad for teh both of them. but, yes, you get the general gist. haha. hmm.. WAH! i'm so tired now. i feel like sleeping. haha. i just came back from swimming. and i'm always tired on mondays. ): wahh! i got so much to do. ive got..&lt;br /&gt;-physics prac to finish my friday, which i probably would be staying up on thurs night to do&lt;br /&gt;-english friggin one page long response cos my teacher's a slavedriver&lt;br /&gt;-math homework to catch up on&lt;br /&gt;-practise piano !!&lt;br /&gt;-think of a chemistry topic to do something on&lt;br /&gt;-catch up on a term's work of chemistry and bio&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW LOVELY. i think that long unending list implies something. like.. i should GET OFF TEH COMPUTER! haha. nah. that's a big nono for me. i can't get off mjy computer. it's right in front of me, you see. and as long as i'm in my room, i'm on msn. haha. msn junkie. yesyes. i've always been one. heh. :P WAHH. yes. off now! going to do.. hmmm... math! :D cos i feel like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5436002807391725418?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5436002807391725418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5436002807391725418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5436002807391725418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5436002807391725418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-377937190676777844</id><published>2007-06-02T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:36:09.155+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. just came back from &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt;'s nova concert. and im so tired! WAHH. i dno why. since i slept at.. hmm.. well, very early last night. [SHOOSH. dont say anything.] yesyes.. well, we had fencing today! hahaha. i didnt bout much. i was reserve, so when everyone else fenced 9 games, i fenced 2. haha. and.. ONE POINT'S NOTHING. hmph! hahah. yes. anyways. im happy. (: we got the bronze! lol. it was kinda fluke though. i mean.. taht i got it as well. yeah.. anyways. then, i came home and just bludged. i kidna tried pracftising piano, but then.. i heard shrieking from outside, and i realised that it was &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt; decorating the chocolates for the concert with some kind of edible paint. haha. so, i went to do it too. HEH. quite fun leh. (: oh yeah! haha. congrats &lt;strong&gt;charliechan&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. youre like.. the hmm.. i dno. the role model who help the less experienced players. haha. YEAH. help. more like.. spike them with your spike. not THEM, actually. just our little friend. haha. im so mean!! WE'RE so mean. yes. anyways.. ive gotta go. i needta sleep. haha. its so early. and im so tired. i swear, im getting old or something. POOBUM. i dont like. i wanna stay up late!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-377937190676777844?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/377937190676777844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=377937190676777844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/377937190676777844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/377937190676777844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8529996167618197060</id><published>2007-05-31T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T18:14:26.669+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH! i hate my ipod right now. haha. it just doesnt play the songs i want it to play! its on shuffle. and its playing these weirdo songs. HAHA.  yes. anyways. i wass listening to PRE playlist today. lol. no one knows what it is. except prolly a couple of pple. but.. yeah. sigh. i just realised.. even my ipod doesnt like me. i play another playlist, it plays all the songs i like. i play the PRE playlist, all crap songs one. where got?! sigh.. yes. anyways. i'm doing chem now. i wasted the whole of yst doing nothing.. hmm.. yeah. im not sure whether i blogged about yst. haaha. yst i kept on going on about how nat was so good. but.. SHE WASS!! so brilliant. (: i've never heard heer play liddat before. and its absolutely.. wow! (: i'm proud of my baby sister. haha. except that when she was a baby, so was i. (: yes. anyways! i will make it a point to sleep early today. i fell asleep in double math. haha. so.. i thnk i finish the knox musical at 11.30 tonight. cos they just HAVE to start at 8.00. i mean.. who in the right mind STARTS a musical at 8? yes. so.. by teh time i get to bed, it wld be 12. and taking in the accnt the time i'll be wasting, going on the net and surfing stupid things.. hahaha. probably 1. (: yes. anyways!! we're getting a new fencing coach tommorrow. REEJOICCEEE! the only day i cant come, its the day we get a new one. but, WOOHOOOOO!!!!! :D im so happy. so so so happy. i was jumping up and down when  janice told me. but he was the one who coached me at a dvpt camp last year. and i keep on trying to find where he teaches. but.. yeah! :D WOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHTT. now, after i complain about my ipod, THEN it plays good songs. hahaha. okay. i'll complain about it more often then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i knew much more than i do now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a line from a song i'm listening to. so not true!! ): okay. im starting to get depressed now.. haha. i just suddenly thought about the cookies and creme ice cream waiting for me in teh freezer back at home. haha. it's calling me!! i can hear my name. lol. YUMMMMM. its SOO good. anyways. it'd be too cold when i get back to eat it. but.. i guess the picnics and toblerones in my locker would have to do. haha. yesyes. i'm looking forward to my dinner tonight. haha. its going to be either nice pasta, this time.. rather than yucky one i got last time, or choookers! (: haha. fried chicken. actually.. nah. yummy burger. (: or salad. haha. yumm! im so hungry now. i had this oversized yucky pie for lunch. it was like.. this big fat thing, with minced meat inside. it was sorta like the spaghetti sauce meat, without the sauce. so it was dry and a little spicy with peppers and onions in it. and in some pastry-like thing. WAHH! haha. i chucked half of the half i was eating out, and gave the other half to connie. haha. yes. she's like.. the person who has my lunches. (: LOL. and my singapore buddy. haha. i go to her if i want to complain about australia and rave about singapore. haha. janice too.. lol. (: YES. and you shld have seen me las tholdiays. when i was going to china and she was going to singapore. iw as practically jumping on her. hahaha. i wanted to squeeze into her luggage. ): yess... anyways. '&lt;br /&gt;oh yumm. (: i just had a picnic just then. haha. and a cherry ripe at lunch. hahaha. YES! i tried it. lol. i prefer the picnic. (: its more like snickers. at first,i thought it was okay.. so so. but, i like it! :D except that it's kinda so hard and rough that it wears away the gum in your mouth. haha. but.. yeah. (: i'll gladly help nat to finish the big box of chocs if she doesnt wna. lol. theyre so yumm!! :D yes.. anyways. cant be bothered totype anymore. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8529996167618197060?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8529996167618197060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8529996167618197060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8529996167618197060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8529996167618197060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/wah-i-hate-my-ipod-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-1177266623374195775</id><published>2007-05-30T16:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T16:10:37.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. thats annoying! i wrote a whole post. then, i highlighted the whole thing with the keyboard. so, i just went up. and.. so much for saving a draft! OMG. then, after i accidentally deleted everything, it was liike.. POST SAVED. wth?! haha. thats the qwhole point la! you airheaded machine. yesyes. anyways.. i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in skl now. and i've gotta wait for another hour and 25 mins before i take the 45 train ride. MEH! to my sister's skl to watch her play. haha. tis so cool! she's playing a solo, and then also the drums in a concert band playing grace kelly by mika. (: and she made it up herself too! haha. how smart's my ssiter. (: cos the stupid teacher didnt give her the score. so she spent a whole saturday arvo or evening just sitting there and making up the whole drum score. (: haha. yesyes. i'm so proud of her. haha. just like i'm proud of her for aerobics. haha. yesyes. WAH! i wanna sleep. i've been wanting to sleep for the past.. dunno how many thousand days. actually, no. only since saturday. lol. i actually fell asleep in econs today. heh. cos we were watching a video. then, i put my head on the desk. but the teacher was looing at me. so, i just pretended i was just looing down. haha. with my eyes closed. then, cha and charmz were beside me and going.. omg nic! you know youre not supposed to sleep in class. hahahaha. yesyes. thats proof, for ALL of you out there, that i'm a nerd. hmph. i dunno why im providing this proof. haha. goes against me. ): anyways. :D yes!! haha. and cha and harri and krisi were mocking me in recess. HAHA. it was so funny. &lt;strong&gt;DYA WANCH SOME?&lt;/strong&gt; lol. and then, charmz tried doing it. but.. sorry! haha. cha does the best imitation. lol. or harri. haha. yesyes. anyways. i shld get to chemistry now. ): a whole this stupid research assignment. WAH! okayokay. yes. anyways. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-1177266623374195775?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/1177266623374195775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=1177266623374195775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1177266623374195775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/1177266623374195775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-212702729042726692</id><published>2007-05-29T22:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:30:57.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ahhah. after &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt; sounded so desperate to get the picture off my blog, there you go. ahha. off la. AHYO. you dont look like.. whatever you called yoruself. i cant rmb. haha. goodtimes good times. (: i remember how i broke &lt;strong&gt;ash's &lt;/strong&gt;chopstick in teh toilets in heeren a couple of minutes before cos i was trying to put it through my hair. haha. sorry dear! anyways.. that was so fun. (: with the 37deg shirts before. poor &lt;strong&gt;cris&lt;/strong&gt; didnt have one. ): but youre speshal. hehe. ohman! i miss my besties. haha. sorry la. but.. i think this whole blog is just dedicated to my besties. everyday i complain i miss them. haha. okok. ill stop talking about my besties. haha. and.. im not talking about something else cos i dont love you guys.. haha. just cos i told &lt;strong&gt;charliechan &lt;/strong&gt;that i'd talk about something interesting. lol. hmm.. we made copper in chem today. haha. does that count as interesting? and our teacher said we could make silver next time. ): HEH. not interesting right. omg. my head's not connected to my.. whatever it's suppoesd to be connected to. haha. in.. i cant rmb. one lesson.. chemistry, i think it was. haha. i was closing my eyes. and i didnt even bother to see if the teacher could see me. haha. then, i opened my eyes and she was looking straight at me. haha. it was like.. ooh. scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YEAH! interesting singlish. haha. philadelphia chees to padephilia. ahaha. thanks to &lt;strong&gt;krisi's mom. &lt;/strong&gt;hehe. yes. OH! i remembered something else. haha. my friend's mom.. doesnt differentiate between dimple and pimple. so she says.. my friend has a very pretty pimple. hahaha. yesyes. okay. back to novel reading. ): omg. its so boring! actually. no. its just depressing. ): everything is nowadays. WAHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-212702729042726692?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/212702729042726692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=212702729042726692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/212702729042726692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/212702729042726692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-4913747786928961938</id><published>2007-05-29T17:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:18:07.442+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i've got a lot of random things to say, so i'm just going to quickly type before i forget. haha. my grandma is absolutely HILARIOUS. well, quite annoying, but.. yes. haha. i went downstairs to get icecream.. which is SOO nice, cos its baskin and robbins cookies and creme ice cream cake from nat's bithday yst. which is just like. the BEST cake ever. (: then.. i was in shorts. cos i just walked home. then, she was like.. NIC LA! how come wear shortS? cannot wear shorts! winter leh. ahahha. then my grandpa was like.. ahyo. let her do whatever she wants la. she hot why dont let her wear shorts. haha. i was cracking up! yesyes. and.. the ice cream. OH YUM. its sooo nice. (: its like.. sufficiently cookie-y, and enough cream. OMG. and there are oreos on top of it!! OOHLALA. haha. yesyes. AND... i was also thikning. while pooping just now. haha. no offense, &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt;. just means that you stay in my thoughts all the time, even when im pooping. haha. that.. i thikn that we HAVE been through the staying together if we dont find husbands. lol. dejavu or something. but.. i remember talking to you about that. haha. fine by me! :D just reiterating the fact that &lt;u&gt;i LOVE MY BESTIE SO MUCH&lt;/u&gt;! :D and.. im posting regularly already! you see!! i learn after my shifu. :D and.. i think that im coming back. :D cos my mom wants me to get tuition at home to do this insane math course next year. :P cos im such a nerd. HAHA. YEAH! :D WOOOHOOOOO. long long sleepover. :D AGAIN! okay. we MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST do it this time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. can i just say, to &lt;strong&gt;ash&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for commenting. haha. cos.. this woman, NEVER comments. lol. like.. once in a blue moon. (: so i feel loved. HEH. sorry i didnt get to talk to you much yst leh. i was acftually sleeping on the desk. or typing up some stupid english analysis with my eyes closed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;strong&gt;rowaye, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;/u&gt; haha. this girl.. she's the yhoungest in our gropu, and is the tallest. well, tough fight between her and mich and cha. but.. one of. :D haha. i hope you had a FANTABULOUS DAY! :D with your little new guitar. you got so many flowers! haha. little miss popular. (: i hate my birthday being in the holiday. haha. no one gets me anything. but then again.. i love not having to go to skl on my birthday. (: and i love having my birthday a week before christmas. haha. everyone cool has their birthday in december. hahaha. yesyes. OR on the 17th, &lt;strong&gt;nessa&lt;/strong&gt;. (: its so cool ! either on the 17th, or december. GO US FOUR! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-4913747786928961938?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/4913747786928961938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=4913747786928961938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4913747786928961938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/4913747786928961938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay_29.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-3243229610036962240</id><published>2007-05-27T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:42:46.875+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt;'s rock climbing party. haha. it was kinda fun. (: except that.. my harness was so uncomfortable. wth? haha. its not normallly that bad la. :P anyways! yes. i was so tired. seeing that i slept at 2am last night.. which is a record that im so proud of. HAHA. yes. and i woke up at 8.30 this mrng ): and then i've still got tennis and swimming tmr. so my arms are going to be SOO dead. PLUS.. we've gotta wake up early tmr mrng for &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday meeswa. so, i think i shld sleep before 11 today. HEH! and ethen english tmr. WAHH. i wanna die! english! i hate english now. except that we're getting to watch a movie. (: and then bio.. OHNO. we're getting our assessments back. and apparently.. the average of hte whole year was something like.. 30 out of 60. which hmm... well, isnt very good, as you can see. so, STRESS DAY TMR! WAHH. and then math extension after skl. i love math as much as math loves me, which is.. alot la. haha. but, i really dont feel like a FIFTH period tmr. okay. i'm going to bathe now. and then finish off my bio presentation and then SLEEP. yes! sleep :D the bed looks so inviting. hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-3243229610036962240?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/3243229610036962240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=3243229610036962240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3243229610036962240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/3243229610036962240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-came-back-from-nat-s-rock-climbing.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8499527085267657597</id><published>2007-05-25T20:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:14:55.009+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. im going through a DEPRESSED period right now. cos i just went to friendster. and saw all these pple from church i forgot about. and then.. my besties! okay. haha. this sounds really bad for the pple here. but.. yeah. la. my friends back home. ): not that i dont love you guys here.. i do! but i'm home sick right now. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8499527085267657597?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8499527085267657597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8499527085267657597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8499527085267657597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8499527085267657597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7686024890121696338</id><published>2007-05-24T17:54:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T18:00:00.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. &lt;strong&gt;krisi! &lt;/strong&gt;go right ahead. haha. it might take you a while to flood it though. haha. since it's like.. DEAD before you came along. :P yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal talk in skl today. haha. apparently no one in our group's taking dates. except dear lovely &lt;strong&gt;kate bones.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. yeah. why not just bring ONE guy to sit with 10 girls at a sitdown dinner formal? haha. at a RSL. OMGOMG. RSL? cant they think of a better place to put it?&lt;br /&gt;[i just realised that i alternate VERY dramatically from one australian post to one singapore post. as in.. singapore pple wouldnt understand what i was going on about, and when i talk about singapore, australia pple wouldnt understand. ANYWAYS! i dont care. (: ]&lt;br /&gt;btw.. an rsl is like.. an old people gathering centre. haha. yeah. imagine blasting sexyback (OOH &lt;strong&gt;krisi&lt;/strong&gt;, sexyback and &lt;u&gt;sexual healing&lt;/u&gt;. HA! and then, some old pple come in. haha. oh well!! it's going to be so much fun! i think... haha. hopefully better than last years. hehe. yess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had bio today! there's this major test, where the grade average is 34/63. haha. hilarious. but.. yeah.. &lt;strong&gt;nikki&lt;/strong&gt; was sitting next to me in a computer lab, and then.. apparently, our teacher was looking at my paper. so she was like.. typing on her screen telling me that. haha. with our teacher sitting right across us. LOL. so funny.  yesyes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOHOOH! okay. im not schizophrenic or anything.. but, i just like to change topics VERY fast-ly. &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt;'s party on sunday! (: rock climbing! haha. WOOHOO! i havent been rock climbing in AGESS! except.. on monday for tennis and swimming, my arms would be dead. and.. seriously... DEAD. haha. since my back AND my knee's stuffed up. haha. how funny is this.. a couple of weeks ago in swimming, i was doing breaststroke. then, i think i like, kicked too hard or something, then i clicked my knee. haha. how does ANYONE injure their knee in swimming? haha. it was so funny though. :P yes.. okay. i've got a physics proposal tmr. i think i shld get started. AND be a good girl and practise piano. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7686024890121696338?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7686024890121696338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7686024890121696338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7686024890121696338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7686024890121696338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5150017364529009046</id><published>2007-05-23T21:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:13:17.655+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHHH! i just went by &lt;strong&gt;nessa's &lt;/strong&gt;blog. and guess waht i foun&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RlQgoFKv-lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gx2EZLiTv_k/s1600-h/ness.ash.me+feet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067711353652771410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RlQgoFKv-lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gx2EZLiTv_k/s320/ness.ash.me+feet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. she got it off my friendster accnt. WAH! onepurity. ): i miss my besties!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RlQhHVKv-mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iQ1pyT2vF-g/s1600-h/IMG_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067711890523683426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RlQhHVKv-mI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iQ1pyT2vF-g/s320/IMG_1711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss miss even more can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dearest pple in the world! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SLEEEPOVERR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cris the cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nessa the never ending wonder (what can i say. she came up with it herself! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ash the awfully smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nic the nerd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. how hilarious is that! anyways.. I MISS MY BESTFRIENDS! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. this whole post is dedicated to them. but.. yes.. see you in about.. SEVEN MONTHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVEN SEVEN SEVEN MONTHS! thats so long ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. I WILL SURVIVE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU PEOPLE! &lt;33&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/3511961986444585407-5150017364529009046?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5150017364529009046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5150017364529009046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5150017364529009046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5150017364529009046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/wahhh-i-just-went-by-nessas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/RlQgoFKv-lI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gx2EZLiTv_k/s72-c/ness.ash.me+feet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-7612683045627536315</id><published>2007-05-21T21:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:16:24.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. math 3 unit tomorrow. ARGH! i just wanna get it over and done with. and it just HAS to be fourth and last period. dammit! ahh. and i've still gotta write up the physics prac thing. at least i thought of something! let's pray to God that it'd work, eh. if it doesnt, i'll pretty much be staying up till 5 on friday mrng trying to think of someting. sigh. i just wanna go out to the beach and just lay there. like in surf camp. besides the fact that its probably 15 deg outside now, and i wanna just sleep. or swim. i missed swimming today! AH. cos mom said that since i didn't have time to do housework on teh weekend, i cldnt do swimming. ): its exactly the opposite to what &lt;strong&gt;janice's &lt;/strong&gt;mom said to her. haha. her mom said that if she did the housework, then she didnt have to go for swimming. haha. cos she hates it. and i love it. ): and i just feel like swimming now. swimming like i've got nothing else to do. ): noo.. i wanna dance! i havent danced in such a long time. i just wanna forget everything. EVERYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. that just sounded emo. well.. maybe i am. i'm getting these really bad moodswings. especially with &lt;strong&gt;charmian. &lt;/strong&gt;sorry dear! ahh. okay. after we get this week over and done with, i can go out this weekend. and watch a movie. then, bake as much as i want. (: practise piano whenever i want... and sleep before midnight! HOORAAY! okay. hmm.. its about.. 106 hours to freedom until i hand in my physics prac. MAN that sounds long. ahh. okay. nvmnvm. just until tmr after the math test. (: then.. not so bad alr.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. im talking to &lt;strong&gt;charmian&lt;/strong&gt; now. and im hoping, with my fingers crossed, tat there isnt inverse functions and oblique asymptotes. what the hell are they anyway? wahhh! and.. what's with 3 cases? i dont know how to do 2 cases, you want me to do 3 cases ah.. KOOKOO la, teacher. sigh. i just want the holidays to come! i wanna go skiing. oohhh. the snow-covered mountains with the lifts and the skis. ahh. my motivation for now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-7612683045627536315?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/7612683045627536315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=7612683045627536315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7612683045627536315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/7612683045627536315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh_21.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8904521365211905248</id><published>2007-05-19T18:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:20:04.803+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;YESYES! i got it i got it i got it! (: now another pretty photo since i can see it! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk6zLFKv-kI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a_xZmoXeUcw/s1600-h/yr11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066183633785584194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk6zLFKv-kI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a_xZmoXeUcw/s320/yr11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8904521365211905248?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8904521365211905248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8904521365211905248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8904521365211905248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8904521365211905248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesyes-i-got-it-i-got-it-i-got-it-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk6zLFKv-kI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a_xZmoXeUcw/s72-c/yr11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2719790907466771746</id><published>2007-05-19T18:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:09:56.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! i shldnt be here now. haha. i've got.. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;-physics proposal, which i havent started&lt;br /&gt;-3u maths, which im dead for&lt;br /&gt;-english chapter summary. which i did in 20 mins. HEH!&lt;br /&gt;-christian studies folio and essay. which hopefully i can get done tonight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! 3 unit math and physics. dammit! THREE UNIT MATH! and i havent even finished my homework from last week. AH! haha. AND! the english book is so depressing! ive been using alot of 'depressing's in my posts lately. hmmm. yeah. EVEYRTHING's depressing nowadays. omg. why did i have to choose this stupid novel? &lt;u&gt;the age of innocence&lt;/u&gt;?! talk about &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; timing! I HATE IT! its soo... DEPRESSING. anyways..&lt;br /&gt;fencing today was fun (: we fenced abbotsleigh B. and we got 40-45. haha. that was pretty good though. cos i expected us to lose.. say.. 20-45 or something (: we were SOOO close! we were coming so close. and then.. ahya. ): oh well. it was a good competition though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;janice!&lt;/strong&gt; feed the bull with grass. LOL. COMMEEOONNN! that was hilarious. we were just having a whole session mocking someone. haha. oh well. he deserves it! in a funny way, btw. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-2719790907466771746?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2719790907466771746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2719790907466771746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2719790907466771746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2719790907466771746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahh-i-shldnt-be-here-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-8590962656686012434</id><published>2007-05-18T23:36:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:39:49.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! this is annoying. i cant get the filter to get better so that the pictures can be seen. if anyone can, please tell me! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-8590962656686012434?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/8590962656686012434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=8590962656686012434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8590962656686012434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/8590962656686012434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahh-this-is-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-2609939418835647517</id><published>2007-05-18T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:25:00.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;FINALLY! this took me the whole night to find the PERFECT skin. (: haha. but.. its so prettyy!!! :D and to make it all better.. haha. look at the photo nex&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk2pGFKv-jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pxI5cCJpuA/s1600-h/krisi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065891077793249842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk2pGFKv-jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pxI5cCJpuA/s320/krisi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-2609939418835647517?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/2609939418835647517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=2609939418835647517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2609939418835647517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/2609939418835647517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-this-took-me-whole-night-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LxPiE9hcdxU/Rk2pGFKv-jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5pxI5cCJpuA/s72-c/krisi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511961986444585407.post-5599313279634612168</id><published>2007-05-18T22:30:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:30:33.808+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i started a new blog. cos the previous one just made me sad everytime i scrolled down ): yes. ANYWAYS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3511961986444585407-5599313279634612168?l=thankew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/feeds/5599313279634612168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511961986444585407&amp;postID=5599313279634612168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5599313279634612168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511961986444585407/posts/default/5599313279634612168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thankew.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
