<?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-4734543939885039484</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:19:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GINAOUCHLOUD.BLOGSPOT.COM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4735254151580874827</id><published>2009-10-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:07:50.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flywithoutwings</title><content type='html'>My 101th post. Sadly, i'm leaving all these memories behind because i'm moving to &lt;a href="http://flywithoutwings.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do relink me and i'm very sorry if i cause you any inconvenience (though i'm certain it will). Don't stop the tags yows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm leaving to tumblr,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don't think i will be back again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4735254151580874827?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4735254151580874827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/flywithoutwings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4735254151580874827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4735254151580874827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/flywithoutwings.html' title='flywithoutwings'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5566010135301326687</id><published>2009-10-26T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:07:06.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some personal thoughts</title><content type='html'>I was always trapped in spiritual limitation, that whatever i did with God was already enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God spoke to me through a source just now, which made me feel really guilty. I know that being guilty is not the way to solve this, but it's to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall pray more and read the Bible more. I want to be a Christian who have a really good relationship with God, not just a "Christian" Christian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5566010135301326687?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5566010135301326687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-personal-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5566010135301326687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5566010135301326687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-personal-thoughts.html' title='Some personal thoughts'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1583345393136046656</id><published>2009-10-19T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:10:51.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let my life be Your clay, mould me in Your way.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha i really love staying overnight at Fedora's house. It's so fun to annoy her and Jia Jia! They kept wanting to sleep yesterday and i kept waking them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway - we slept at 3 plus am yester- woops, i mean today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fedora's alarm clock was ringing non-stop for one hour since 8am. Wow i really wonder how Jia Jia and her can still sleep through the loud noise man. 佩服佩服. I was listening to the lyrics throughout the entire thing lor. Haha. I think i can memorise the song already. It was nice luh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to print out worship songs so that i can worship God during my QT. My future with God is gonna be amazing! I had this vision just now that i'm going to rise up and do much more greater things with Him. Wow i really can't wait. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For greater things have yet to come, greater things are still to be done in this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's services with Pst Kong was awesomeeeeeeeeeness. I'm glad i got to attend all three sessions yoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, i shall stop here and find lyrics for my worship songs now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1583345393136046656?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1583345393136046656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-my-life-be-your-clay-mould-me-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1583345393136046656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1583345393136046656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-my-life-be-your-clay-mould-me-in.html' title='Let my life be Your clay, mould me in Your way.'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3341386302746699243</id><published>2009-10-15T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:09:33.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D=*</title><content type='html'>Cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello how are you! Good? Great for you! (I sound like those cartoon shows -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with fever. Think it's cos of the stress accumulating during the exams. But it's gonna be over tomorrow! Well...At least for this year. I haven't did my art prep work yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i can't remember the steps for doing art prep work. What is number 1? Mind-map? 2? I don't know. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, i believe i can get over with this somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOVIN' MY INQ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3341386302746699243?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3341386302746699243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3341386302746699243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3341386302746699243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html' title='D=*'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-669141970060343856</id><published>2009-10-12T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:51:48.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math + History</title><content type='html'>Yowzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days had been hectic. It's all about memorising for my exams. My brain is bombarding with information overload as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad. To think that i have wasted my time studying Nazi Germany yesterday. Why didn't i trust what my sixth sense told me and study Facist Japan too? Cos you know what, hmm i shall let you see a sneak preview of me and Agnes' conversation in the morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;AGNES:&lt;/span&gt; Eh Gina, did you study for History?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GINA:&lt;/span&gt; Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;AGNES:&lt;/span&gt; What topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GINA:&lt;/span&gt; Er...Nazi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;AGNES:&lt;/span&gt; HUH? WHAT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GINA:&lt;/span&gt; ERM, NAZI GERMANY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;AGNES:&lt;/span&gt; WAAA you pig you study wrong already lah!!!! Nazi is SBQ you know! You are supposed to study Facist Japan! The teacher don't know repeat how many times liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Just then, Cherie who overheard our conversation immediately turned around-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;CHERIE:&lt;/span&gt; YA! Nazi is SBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GINA:&lt;/span&gt; HUH REALLY AH. Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The good mood in the morning immediately perished*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so blur? Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thank God that Maths paper 2 came first. Quite easy except for my time management problem. History? As usual, not enough time to do my 2nd essay. People have spirit of poverty in terms of money, i have spirit of poverty in terms of money and time. I must really pray about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok. I must study harder for my other subjects. I can do it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-669141970060343856?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/669141970060343856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/math-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/669141970060343856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/669141970060343856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/math-history.html' title='Math + History'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2010708866067830962</id><published>2009-10-07T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:58:47.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop putting me down.</title><content type='html'>Hey how are you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anws the devil hit me hard today and i hit it right back! Always tell me that i'm not good enough...But har! Let me tell you what, God is with me so i will always be good enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be more optimistic and not be so sensitive to everything around me. It is SO SO SO SO tiring to think a lot ok. And it's not about studies or relevant stuff, but about stupid and unnecessary stuff in school and whatever i did that i shouldn't be worrying about. Now i finally understand why i'm always tired and why i always sleep so much. Worrying drains my energy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was fine except for the being-too-sensitive part. Jia En didn't come to school today and she gave me some silly excuses...But in a way, true. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the fruits in me will ripe soon. (not in a literal way of cos) I wanna be fruitful! Let's believe it could happen soon yuppy. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited~! Woooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must end here now. Was writing long essays to practice my SS just now and is just taking a short break now. (using my computer lor) Back to essay writing or sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2010708866067830962?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2010708866067830962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-putting-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2010708866067830962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2010708866067830962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-putting-me-down.html' title='Stop putting me down.'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5709782934385023890</id><published>2009-10-05T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:06:05.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English eggscram</title><content type='html'>I like what Atticus said in To Kill A MockingBird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"it's never an insult to be called what somebody thinks is a bad name. It just shows you how poor that person is, it doesn't hurt you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh i feel so sian. Exams had already started n i don't really want to study...But for the sake of my own future and God, i must try my very best to do so....GINA MUST STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the english examination today. It was tough. I nearly gave up on the summary part cos i don't understand any of it. But when i saw it was worth 25 marks, my eyes immediately widened and i was like, No matter what, i have to complete this. By then i was already having a heavy head. I hate to mention the composition and the situational writing part. My speech was like worth 2 n a 1/4 pages while i didn't understand any of the topics given in composition. Thus, i wrote only one page of composition without completing it cos of the lack of understanding and the lack of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what happened to me today. My head is like spinning and my mind is not clear. I went home after the exam and slept straight from 2pm to 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i think i'll end here now. I shall study a little n go into my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5709782934385023890?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5709782934385023890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-eggscram.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5709782934385023890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5709782934385023890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-eggscram.html' title='English eggscram'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-273357997709908435</id><published>2009-09-28T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:35:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why like that....</title><content type='html'>School today was a bad start for me. And me myself was the one who caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tey got really angry, disappointed nearly cried because me, Erin, Canny and Vivian didn't complete our homework. We had to stay back in school to redo our essays so we all apologised to her in person and i apologised to her on my Lit paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even used a stupid excuse to try to cover my mistake. (before really knowing my mistake) Man, i think i'm really horrible. Though i promised myself not to use any kinds of excuses to cover up my mistakes and not disappoint any teachers or people again, but it's difficult. It's just difficult. I hate doing that. Rather than wishing that i could change it, i believe i can overcome it without succumbing to any temptations from the dV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i didn't really talk after the Lit period. It's affecting my mood very seriously though it didn't seem like a really big issue though Miss Tey nearly-crying-part was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was sad. People don't have to dwell about it over and over it again. They don't have to remind me that i was one of them who caused that issue. Tears kept welling up in my eyes. To think i was carrying the burdens of a teacher. Maybe i just have too much compassion/empathy or whatever. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw i prayed about it during my QT. The love of God touched me and tears started to flow. Because i know even know people may not forgive me about what i've done, He always does. Wow i really love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that i'm going to start doing usher soon before i could get into ministry. I got into the Live-Feed ministry and Cafe too. Thanks to all the leaders who gave me this chance and of cos, to God who planned it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope God will speak to me soon. Go read my Bible and do some revision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-273357997709908435?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/273357997709908435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-today-was-bad-start-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/273357997709908435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/273357997709908435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-today-was-bad-start-for-me.html' title='Why like that....'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6468090551100799363</id><published>2009-09-18T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:08:12.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarrrrrrrrrious</title><content type='html'>Hi i'm backy wacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Lit remedial after school till 1pm. Claudia told me she was going to NPCC and she was going to stand in front of the NPCC cadets from HS and other schools to say the whole pledge! Hoho. She asked me to pray for her that she will not have to do the job. I was like, "It's a good opportunity what...I'll pray that you'll do the job well!" And she hit me. LOL (trust me, it's painful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Hope you did the pledge-taking thing well today Claudia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jia Jia's grandmother's house after the Lit remedial. It was raining cats and dogs. Anyway she and her friend were laughing at me when i dropped my Mr Nosey in school. So sad, my keychain snapped. Oooh, it rhymes. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was i?&lt;br /&gt;So we took the bus to her grandmother's house. It was crowded. (well, somehow) She cooked lots of pasta for some of the CG mates! So sweet of her right, thank God and Jia Jia for the food! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, then cabbed over to church. It was so squeezy and uncomfortable sitting at the back seat. I was squeezed in the middle - Jia Jia and Jia En were sitting beside me. Omigod, we were taking so many stuff somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached church very soon after that. Ate the pasta and it was super delicious. Jia Jia sure knows how to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to CG. The game was quite fun. Planned by Deleon as usual, the game was "Chubby Bunny". We had to stuff marshmallows into our mouth and say "Chubby Bunny". The level of difficulty goes higher and higher after that. It was so gross! We all promised to never eat marshmallows ever again. Anws, i embarassed myself. Let's skip that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat around at the auditorium, watching the worship team rehearsing. Priscilla came over and she was like super funny. Her friend kept snatching her phone away from her and hid it, and she took my bag and Min Jie's phone in suspicion that we were the ones who took it! She was like going around people's tables, randomly searching. The most funny part (i think) was that she went over to Jia Jia's table when she was doing her stuff and suddenly slammed JJ's pencilbox on the table! Omigod i couldn't describe her expression. It was super funny. Me and Min Jie were like laughing crazily all the way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So when it was time for me and MJ to leave, she still hadn't found her phone. (as her friend hid her phone a second time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. End of post. Tune in to my blog tomorrow or maybe Sunday. Just as soon as possible. And please save my tagboard. It's shouting "Help me!". I am, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII-CHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6468090551100799363?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6468090551100799363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/hilarrrrrrrrrious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6468090551100799363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6468090551100799363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/hilarrrrrrrrrious.html' title='Hilarrrrrrrrrious'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2808759289287259006</id><published>2009-09-17T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:34:06.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SrJWwt5ZHYI/AAAAAAAABMc/987KQAMeXzY/s1600-h/Image000(5)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382459899615190402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SrJWwt5ZHYI/AAAAAAAABMc/987KQAMeXzY/s400/Image000(5)-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again, sorry for changing my url yet another time when i promised not to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey peeps, my tagboard is not breathing anymore!! Anybody help me check what's the problem with my tagboard by typing something inside and pressing the 'Go' button? Resurrection please. Even unprofessionals can do this simple thing right? So what are you waiting for?!?!! Save someone's life NOW!!! Thanks much. (And it doesn't even hurt ~.~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after school, me, along with JJ, XY, JE and Benny went to church together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun day as usual, playing, laughing and enjoying our craps. Celebrated Charleston's birthday, and he was quite surprised. Happy belated birthday Charleston! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what happened after that, i shall tell you - nothing much. Walked to the bus stop with Janice and XY. Saw XY's friend at the bus stop, and so she accompanied her to take bus 76. (which is indirectly accompanying me as well. Anyway, long story.) XY alighted, and then i made friends with her friend. Which i came to know is Priscilla. (if i'm not wrong with the spelling?) It's quite weird sitting together, talking to a person i've met just like a few mins ago and we don't even know each other's names. But she was friendly and no no - no awkward silences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i happened to know that today is Priscilla's birthday. Happy birthday Priscilla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. And that's the end of my day. Ciao ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm confused because i wonder if she's still angry at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII-CHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2808759289287259006?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2808759289287259006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2808759289287259006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2808759289287259006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/answer.html' title='The answer'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SrJWwt5ZHYI/AAAAAAAABMc/987KQAMeXzY/s72-c/Image000(5)-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7131329028435141496</id><published>2009-09-15T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:36:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you missing me too much?</title><content type='html'>OHLEH! YESSS! My computer finally revived and here i am touching my keyboard for the very first time since a month. I can't believe that it was my CPU which was spoilt actually. The repair person came just now and replaced some part of my CPU with a really cumbersome device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall summarise everything. We had Pastor Kevin Loo from CHC in KL just last week. He was really humorous. We all had such a great time listening and laughing so hard till our stomach and throats hurt in his sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. I was feeling weird today since morning when i was on my way to school. I didn't feel too good. I even overslept for some time until my father shook me awake. After reaching school, i was breaking out into cold sweats and i felt really sleepy for the whole day. Plus hungry and thirsty. Perhaps all these are due to the fact that i haven't been resting well/enough recently + the skipping of some meals due to my laziness. Trust me, i nearly vomitted my intestines out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this computer is weird. I don't like the resolution. Thinking of whether i should go to school tomorrow. Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII-CHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7131329028435141496?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7131329028435141496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-missing-me-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7131329028435141496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7131329028435141496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-missing-me-too-much.html' title='Are you missing me too much?'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6891965218425812480</id><published>2009-08-24T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:36:55.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be back again</title><content type='html'>Comp breakdown. Will be back soon, watch this space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6891965218425812480?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6891965218425812480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/comp-breakdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6891965218425812480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6891965218425812480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/comp-breakdown.html' title='Will be back again'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4831673734974269600</id><published>2009-08-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:34:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Though it's tough, but i have to face it</title><content type='html'>Wowee. Since my new hobby is reading, i won't be onlining too often anymore. Maybe...Once in a full moon? I will now only go online for the sake of discussing stuff about the C.D with Kengie. And ppl! Guess what? I'm online in MSN now! But Kengie is not...But it's OK. =) So since i'm online now, i guess i should post a little something about what was going on this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday had been National Day, and there was a stayover for B Zone? I was not able to stay over so i went for prayer meeting on Monday instead, since it was a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I sacrificed my dear sleep. Woke up at like 5 plus. Wowee, the area around my house at 5 AM plus is so eerie. It somehow reminded me of the "Thriller" MV. OKOK, i'll get to the main point. So, i reached church around 6.50 AM and it was raining cats and dogs. The first time me saying out my prayer loudly in front of a person! (which was Cass) I was quite shy lah.&lt;br /&gt;Had buffet as lunch with Ivan after that. Yep, thank you Ivan for the buffet! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home and slept like a dear pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my last follow up on Tue! YESSSSSSSSS! I'm currently officially a REGULAR! Fe told me that this is not the end, it's only the beginning. =)&lt;br /&gt;So she prayed for my sins and everything after i told her about my most serious sin. Which is a secret. (OK lah, not really actually) The feeling was AWESOME! I felt refreshed instantly. Ahhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm still happy that i've finally became a REGULAR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for the C.D meeting yesterday. Studied for a bit while waiting for Kengie to come. Fe came, and we all had fun discussing about our individual ideas. Worship session with Min Jie, Jia Jia, Kengie and Candy after that. Sang some worship songs and prayed one by one. Goodness, my second time praying loudly in front of ppl! But still. Thank God that i succeeded though it's really quite short. This is ONLY THE BEGINNING! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with the CG and went to have dinner together. (though i didn't have any) Tired, tired, plus super tired. Plus a bit moody also. And throughout these days, i realised that i can be very noisy when i'm hyper, but i can be very quiet too. &lt;br /&gt;Wowee. That's a good realisation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama prac today. Miss Shahana gave each of us individual roles to act out, to test our acting abilities. Agnes' and Ysabel's role was like super funny! I had to constantly giggle on the floor, slapping my hand hard on the floor, and when i was about to lose my energy, Agnes and Ysabel were the ppl that kept me going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes: had to hunch her back and clap like a monkey&lt;br /&gt;Ysabel: do her very girlish move which is to approach ppl and say in a very happy manner, "Look! I'm a princess!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Shahana also gave us individual secret roles. When she shout "secret", we will have to immediately do our secret roles. For mine, i have to spin like a ballerina (which made me feel so giddy) and get down on my knees and cry. Wowee, big change of moods. I have to first do the giggle thing on the floor like forever, after that suddenly i have to cry. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered i was giggling on the floor just now (i mean, really giggling) cos i saw Ysabel, then suddenly Miss Shahana shouted "secret" which caused me to cover my face and break out into a stifled laughter while pretending to be crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Ysabel's role was super funny. Her secret move was to kinda roll on the floor and shout in a very angry way, "I...HATE....CHILDREN!!!" Sudden change of moods! I find that so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the drama prac, Miss Shahana said she and Miss Tey were very impressed that i can really act. My friends don't call me dramatic for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, still, i'm very happy to be praised. =)&lt;br /&gt;I return this all to God! Thank God that i was able to act out in front of so many ppl watching me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yahooooooooo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4831673734974269600?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4831673734974269600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/though-its-tough-but-i-have-to-face-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4831673734974269600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4831673734974269600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/though-its-tough-but-i-have-to-face-it.html' title='Though it&apos;s tough, but i have to face it'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4581879025392553843</id><published>2009-08-09T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:50:34.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>44th anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z5/PiTBuLL699/Animated-Flag-Singapore.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4581879025392553843?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4581879025392553843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4581879025392553843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4581879025392553843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='44th anniversary'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4950795367381407779</id><published>2009-08-03T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:17:08.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates again</title><content type='html'>Hey oh! I'll try my best to post regularly alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what guys? I realised a flag is hanging right outside my house now! Wowee, cool. I never had a flag hanging outside my house all these years cos we do not have one in the first place. Well, and i have been secretly wishing for one. Yae, my wish came true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I got back my Literature paper today. Failed by like 2 and a half marks though i wrote like quite short. Overall, i'm contented but will NEVER be satisfied. &lt;&lt; Something i learnt from the sermon on Saturday that we should be contented but never be satisfied =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i think i seriously need to improve on my time management. Literature is so...Difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. &lt;br /&gt;Love Michael Jackson. Finally have the time to watch his MVs properly again. Weeeeha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;♪ Cos it's a thriller~ Thriller night ♪ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i am so sorry. Now, where was i?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..It's OK. Change of topic~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, i borrowed two Meg Cabot books from the school library again! Well, even though i haven't returned the two books which i had just recently borrowed...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Thank you Yuan Ling for your Ezlink Card! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. Crazy over Meg Cabot's books. No no, not Princess Diary for goodness sake. It's "The Mediator". Wowee, super awesome. It's about a girl who can see ghosts and is supposed to be helping those helpless ones who still linger around the human world. Yeah, the book was humorous in some way too, thus i'm not afraid at all. There are like so many volumes. Gosh, i'm so gonna chiong my two volumes of the book and quickly return them so that i can borrow a few more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4950795367381407779?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4950795367381407779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4950795367381407779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4950795367381407779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates-again.html' title='Updates again'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2941231120944915299</id><published>2009-08-02T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:46:52.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love God</title><content type='html'>Blogger is finally back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeha!&lt;br /&gt;I realised i had been going to church more often lately and everytime i go, i'll be learning something significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for follow up on Thur, attended the F.O.P on Fri, and went for combined service yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Lift it lift it higher! Wowee, the praise song yesterday was totally cool and awesome. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cg is like growing tremendously. Woooo! I decided that i'm going to try to bring friends to church to get saved. I must have faith. Though they had rejected me countless of times...But still. I must have faithhhhhhhhh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do more great things with God.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna serve in the Cafe ministry. (LOL =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and lastly, i wanna memerize bible verses and read my bible soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeha! But again -&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i'm such a sinner. I did something that is terrible to people. I promise that i would never ever do it again. I prayed and everything but now the thing i have to do is - to believe and to have faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly sorry for my total randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2941231120944915299?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2941231120944915299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-finally-back-to-normal-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2941231120944915299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2941231120944915299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-finally-back-to-normal-again.html' title='Love God'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3575072232950124392</id><published>2009-07-28T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:46:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>Wow, i'm finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's being reallyyyyyyyyyy long, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;So i faced lots of temptations and challenges these few days. I managed to overcome most of the temptations - which is a good thing - but succumb to some, which are quite major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class has been ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jia En has been singing "Living on a Jet Plane" ever since Cherie first sang it on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;Ahem, and i must admit, this is considered being quite a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt;(Jia En is gonna kill me if she sees this. But whatever~ I'm just joking anyways.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Exams are finally over with me passing my Physics and Chinese papers, but failing my Math and SS papers.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not looking forward to getting back my Chemistry and English and Literature papers.&lt;br /&gt;Literature? Did you just said LITERATURE? Two words. I surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my personal life, it has been quite screwed. &lt;br /&gt;My dark side and bright side just switched so quickly. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, i just finished reading my storybook yesterday. Which i'm proud of cos i realised that i've managed to find yet another good book to distract my dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh~ Feel so accomplished now that i am FINALLY (yes, like really. FINALLY) posting. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to reply my way overdue tags. That day will &lt;b&gt;eventually&lt;/b&gt; come, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;Now i just have to worry about how to finish my revision for the whole S3 Book A and B Math textbooks. Yes, and within two mths. Oh, and don't forget that i have not yet included the other subjects in my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my brain would just stop stop stop stop forcing me to study. At least not now. KURUSAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't disappoint my fulfillment of finishing my animes and manga, can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3575072232950124392?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3575072232950124392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3575072232950124392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3575072232950124392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7372184938654377593</id><published>2009-07-20T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:18:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How i'm exactly feeling</title><content type='html'>Every part of my life seems like a challenge to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wishing for something,&lt;br /&gt;Trying your best to get it,&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten it after trying so hard,&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;Ending up with nothing in the blink of an eye.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard God speaking to me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7372184938654377593?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7372184938654377593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-part-of-my-life-seems-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7372184938654377593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7372184938654377593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-part-of-my-life-seems-like.html' title='How i&apos;m exactly feeling'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-995548334992716050</id><published>2009-07-14T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:27:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson is ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://michaeljacksonhoaxdeath.com/"&gt;http://michaeljacksonhoaxdeath.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i faced disappointment, low self-esteem, sadness and all the perplexed feelings mixed into one. In short, i felt rotten. Sometimes i really hate myself for being over-sensitive, over-jealous, and short-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try changing myself to a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i didn't go to church again today. AHHHH!! Why do things have to crop up the very day i'm going to church? Or maybe it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for showering me with Your love, holding me under Your Arm, understanding how i feel, and answering my Prayers. It was because of You that i was able to reflect on myself and put myself in others' shoes and constantly improving myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Lord. Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-995548334992716050?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/995548334992716050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson-is-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/995548334992716050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/995548334992716050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson-is-alive.html' title='Michael Jackson is ALIVE!'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6623748570808256846</id><published>2009-07-12T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:27:18.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Min Jie! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Slnwr8zamrI/AAAAAAAABMM/U1WlOi8XP_k/s1600-h/Image167(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577869580737202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Slnwr8zamrI/AAAAAAAABMM/U1WlOi8XP_k/s400/Image167(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Missin' Michael Jackson every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rumours have it that he is still alive and he had just shunned away from paparazzis, reporters and stuff for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://derekclontz.wordpress.com/2009/07/07/michael-jackson-death-hoax-diary-found-final-proofm-hes-still-alive/"&gt;http://derekclontz.wordpress.com/2009/07/07/michael-jackson-death-hoax-diary-found-final-proofm-hes-still-alive/&lt;/a&gt;: More about it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fever in the morning till about 5 PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh didn't go for A.R Bernard's service today. Guess i'm missin' out on a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6623748570808256846?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6623748570808256846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-min-jie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6623748570808256846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6623748570808256846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-min-jie.html' title='Happy Birthday Min Jie! =)'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Slnwr8zamrI/AAAAAAAABMM/U1WlOi8XP_k/s72-c/Image167(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6890675606505158643</id><published>2009-07-09T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:19:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dumb art research</title><content type='html'>Doing my senseless art now which i don't really feel like doing. I drew a waterfall in the exam which doesn't look like a waterfall. Now when i draw a parrot, the teacher asked me to draw it properly. Sigh seriously i don't know what to draw anymore. God, save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home today, i looked up at the sky and suddenly said "天空乌云密布." which inspired both me and Claudia. We created a composition on the way home, which was quite funny cos the chinese sentences were all broken. This is our composition! Copyrighted by Claudia Ang and Gina Chan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空乌云密布，雷声隆隆，强风吹吹，看来好像是要下雨了。Gina 和Claudia 正在回家的路上。突然，后面有一个人！那是Claudia 的邻居，所以Claudia 跟她打了一声招呼，两人就继续往前走。地上有很多枯叶和杂草，是因为强风吹吹造成的。再不远处也能听到车子和有人开信箱的声音，也可以闻到一阵臭味，啊！- 原来那是垃圾堆的味道。&lt;br /&gt;Then, end. No proper ending but nevermind. At least we think that it was hilarious. The surroundings around us really inspire us a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moody devil kind of came to find me again today. I don't know why sometimes i can be so sensitive. But when i remembered God who loves me will also be sad if i'm sad, i tried my best to smile and that really made me feel better. Thank You, God. I love You. You are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching some Michael Jackson's music vids earlier on, and i really felt sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;Why did the legandary pop star passed away just like that? It's really a pity. He really is a large influence to people all around the world. Though i don't really like him when he was alive, which i have to be frank on, but my admiring of him has grown now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the news on his daughter making a speech at his funeral (i think), i nearly cried out. Michael still feels so alive.&lt;br /&gt;MJ a.k.a King of Pop, remember that we will always remember you, no one is able to replace your position. Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do some art research now. Poofy poof poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6890675606505158643?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6890675606505158643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumb-art-research.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6890675606505158643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6890675606505158643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumb-art-research.html' title='The dumb art research'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-858365088561050919</id><published>2009-07-08T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:48:51.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moody Devil came to visit me today</title><content type='html'>I tried my very best to stay awake in Chemistry class today. But guess what. My head unknowingly laid on my desk and soon i was snoring like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Now the temperature of the weather is 31°C. No wonder i feel so warm, stuffy and sweaty in here. Anyways i miss Cherie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, shall not waste my time any further. And oh, to Claudia who already predicts that i would be defeated by temptation: I did. See what i'm doing now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, let's hereby continue. Where was i?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Chemistry class. Yep. Some parts of today was fun, but my low-self esteem visited me halfway. The devil is trying to destroy me. You stupid devil, go away. I don't need you, i already have God and He's my love forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so i got a bit sad and felt isolated once again. (It always happens like this when the weather is rainy and when i feel like i'm being extra.) So i'm actually tempted to sin. The devil used me to say awful words. (No, not vulgarities. But is complaining to others a sin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Just letting you all know that the devil who tried to destroy me is dumb, foolish, silly, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahhahhaa. Nothing much to say today. I guess i'll post up the photos tonight. I shall go and revise all my work now. Seriously, i'm lazy and i am so tempted to procrastinate, but no. I shall not do that, i shall not give the devil a chance to destroy my future and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder to all those that sleep through classes. (Like me or perhaps more extreme?)&lt;br /&gt;CA3 is just in two weeks' time. Time is a cure for some people, but it can also be a killer too. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Time flies~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Study hard guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Hey, rhymes!) No more procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poofy poof poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-858365088561050919?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/858365088561050919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tried-my-very-best-to-stay-awake-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/858365088561050919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/858365088561050919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tried-my-very-best-to-stay-awake-in.html' title='The Moody Devil came to visit me today'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6867966594237262292</id><published>2009-07-07T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:58:29.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What...? A sleeping sickness? (Notice the 's' alliteration)</title><content type='html'>日語難しいですから！&lt;br /&gt;(Pardon me for the Japanese words. Just trying to apply and refresh my memory on what i've learn here. Anyways, that took me a whole lot of time to type it out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeha! School was totally...Erm...I don't know what to say. Cos i didn't learn anything in school today! I kept sleeping in class. Hmm....Wonder what's wrong with me. Maybe...I have an illness? I slept like 2 times in class today, then when i went home, i slept for 2 hrs plus again. Now my eyes are closing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was learning Jap as usual just now. What a terribly difficult language to learn. I can't really take anything into my brain in my current sleepy state right now...&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i'm starting to worry. Maybe, just maybe, i shall go for a checkup soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time chez Cherie in the afternoon. The food was good, her pet bird was cute, and most of all - Her house was ultimately cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her house consists of like, two storeys? Omigod! But i forgot to look around the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhahahaa. And you know what? We realised something that we didn't know when we were having some random talks. That is - Cherie's name is supposed to be pronounced as &lt;em&gt;Sher-Ri&lt;/em&gt;, not &lt;em&gt;Share-Ri&lt;/em&gt; as we all thought it is.&lt;br /&gt;OK, this name thing kind of reminds me of Jap. Wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, service with A.R Bernard on Fri and Sat! I'm so going to church.&lt;br /&gt;Loving God more and more by each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm glad i got to know You, Lord.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I will be posting the photos taken on the Arts Fiesta and the drama outing soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Stay very tuned in to gylchan's channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6867966594237262292?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6867966594237262292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeha-school-was-totally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6867966594237262292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6867966594237262292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeha-school-was-totally.html' title='What...? A &lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;leeping &lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;ickness? (Notice the &apos;s&apos; alliteration)'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6386082829346731442</id><published>2009-07-06T11:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:22:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts Fiesta VI</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm so lazy to post. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week for me was totally hectic. Arts Fiesta rehearsal on Tue and Wed, guitar and drama practices on Thur, Fri and Sat - Arts Fiesta VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me having to run to change into my priest's costume in drama after finishing performing for guitar. Omigod, totally no time to rest. But thank God that Arts Fiesta VI was a success.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i guess maybe with the exception of the PA system? We performed for drama in the A.F three times, and guess what. The PA system screwed up our music/mics for all three times. Cool, not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i love being the priest! Because the teacher couldn't find anybody to talk to me in the front scene, so i can really eat and drink there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowee. OK no more A.F thing. Talking about it makes me tired. Morning till 11 plus at night you know?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Yae! Yesterday's svc totally rock big time man. Best svc i've ever attended! (For me la) Omigod, God is really like super almighty and powerful can! Because some unpleasant stuff happened a few days ago, which impacted me quite a lot. When i was sitting at my seat before svc yesterday, i was like thinking, and thinking. 'That' thing really upsets me just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Sang some worship songs which really made all my troubles go away and i regained my energy! =D&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kent Munsey preached, and omigod. He preached about everything that was on my mind which were troubling me - Yes, and i mean really EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about how we would face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Resistance&lt;br /&gt;2. Rejection&lt;br /&gt;3. Loneliness&lt;br /&gt;4. Temptations&lt;br /&gt;5. Discouragement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- when we share about God with our friends. Which was totally what i was facing a few days ago. I couldn't understand why, i was perplexed and i kept asking God the question - why - in my prayers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank God i finally understood why! All those things that were on my mind instantly were resolved and i felt nothing but peace in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When i was on the bus back home, i kept thinking and thinking about what the pastor preached. Now i realised that i am beginning to have more faith and really love God more. I spent the entire night thinking about God. It's like super cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, and we are going to have Prayer meeting soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going out with drama peeps soon! Poof poof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6386082829346731442?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6386082829346731442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-im-so-lazy-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6386082829346731442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6386082829346731442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-im-so-lazy-to-post.html' title='Arts Fiesta VI'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-462682732529083099</id><published>2009-07-01T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:43:36.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts Fiesta rehearsal 2</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about school today. The food i ordered - fried rice - was delicious. End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's skip to after school. &gt;&gt;Fast forward&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for guitar. Set up chairs and everything in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the songs, saw the drama peeps wearing their costumes so i proceeded to meet with them, and ran to the toilet to get changed into my costume. Omigod, i'm so glad WW was with me. The top was like omigod so big and the worst part was that it didn't have any buttons!! The pants, well, isn't any better. It was like two and a half times of my waist? So WW had to get safety pins for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. The condition didn't get any better. My pants were so loose that it looked like it was going to fall anytime. When we finally got to the hall, our play has already started.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Grace helped me tighten my pants a bit and off i am to the stage~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, overall it was OK. We improved quite a lot compared to yesterday. But omigod i didn't memorise the script and like only a very faded memory of the lines i was supposed to say were in my mind. So i skipped about two and a half lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. Then basically after that were the repeatedly re-runs of the whole set-ups and stuff of the A.F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Said ordered pizza! Yae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we can go home at 6 plus. Fatigue.Sweaty.Restless.Thirsty and all that tired stuff. I actually waited for the bus for like 30-35 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof poof. Learning Japanese now! I'm dead serious that i'm into the Japanese language now. Thanks to anime, manga, and KHR. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-462682732529083099?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/462682732529083099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-talk-about-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/462682732529083099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/462682732529083099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-talk-about-school-today.html' title='Arts Fiesta rehearsal 2'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3390656669207719249</id><published>2009-06-30T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:58:49.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff that happened today</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about stuff that happened in school today. So blahblahblah (i shall not say what), asked Jia En to come and sit with us in the front. Yeah i'm very sorry for blahblahblah. I thought it would be a great improvement for you to adapt to life alone so you could be more peaceful and quieter. (haha, true reason. But i figured out that it would be quite scary for her to be quiet.) Since you now "moved in" with me and Claudia, can you please stop complaining?! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, Jia En ah Jia En. Sitting in the front is not a bad thing you know. We are trying to help you improve your grades! (Though sitting in front was coincidental initially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. And don't hate your life. Is this how a Christian should behave? Weird...&lt;br /&gt;You should be honoured to see me write about you in my post!&lt;br /&gt;And by saying that you hate your friends, you are referring to me too lah? AIYA sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say sorry. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya by the way, i rushed to guitar for the A.F rehearsal right after school. Then drama. Drama was like, totally screwed up? Miss Shahana was like lecturing us on our bad acting and stuff. I did not take it to heart though. Cos seriously but no offence, i find her very unreasonable since she started talking. It makes no sense at all, she's like putting the entire blame on us when she didn't really plan for the costumes, choreographed the dance steps, and coming to watch us practice - not even a single practice in the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that some of the drama members were affected by her lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...Then went for guitar practice. We had to play a new song for the A.F! It's like, everything is so cramped. I've got so little time to practice for that song - A.F is just in three days' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever. I feel like sleeping now. Poof poof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3390656669207719249?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3390656669207719249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-stuff-that-happened-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3390656669207719249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3390656669207719249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-stuff-that-happened-in.html' title='Stuff that happened today'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8858699892865848872</id><published>2009-06-29T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:12:54.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>You know what. I'm so desperate for a bible right now. Cos no matter how hard i saved up, i can't seem to save up to the desired amount for my desired bible! Why? Cos i keep going out and spending money...Hahahaha i keep asking myself why humans have to eat all the time. Imagine how much money i can save w/o eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. I will not give up. I must take this little first step to hunger more for God! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just ranting about money issues. Find it so annoying. It's like, your money just keeps coming and go like that cos of food. (Well, at least for me.) And before you know it, there. You realised you had spend a bomb on food, food, and food w/o noticing it. How absurd is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went for drama prac instead of guitar today! Well, cos i'm still not very familiar with the updated dance steps and the role i'm playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm acting as the priest for your information. Hahahahaha, at first i panicked when Ms Grace asked us to think about the character of the role each of us is playing cos nothing went into my mind! Absolutely no ideas at all. Thanks to Jia En who suggested that i keep saying "Amen" after each sentence. Quite cute ah hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hougang Point as Agnes wanted to eat and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was dead boring today. Hello, like why do we have to go back to school and daydream when there's like no lessons at all? Anybody answer me, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8858699892865848872?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8858699892865848872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8858699892865848872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8858699892865848872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-what.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4123442525321531410</id><published>2009-06-28T12:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:13:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Fedora</title><content type='html'>Today is.... *drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;Our awesome CGL, Fedoraaaaaa's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy birthday Fe!&lt;/b&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though me and some of the others had only known you for 1 to 2 months, but you are always there for us. Just wanna say a big big thank you! And i wish you all the best in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, i sprained my right waist yesterday just before svc. Just because Jia En dropped a yellow paper right under my seat and i was struggling to pick it up. What's worse was that: after i picked it up and told her about my waist, she laughed at me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;So 忘恩负义！I shall not pick things up for you anymore. No la, joking hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is at home today so i can't go/sneak out to church. Yeah, really depressed. Really sorry that i can't make it to church today. Not that i don't want to, i really can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4123442525321531410?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4123442525321531410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4123442525321531410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4123442525321531410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is.html' title='Happy Birthday Fedora'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-21019515582168411</id><published>2009-06-28T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:13:35.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a post</title><content type='html'>Yae! Here i am finally posting! Cos i just finished coding for this new layout.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i've been dying to post man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for svc today. Was super awesome with Pastor Joakim preaching! Told us a lot of real life stories which touched me and i believe the others a lot. He's also hilarious in some ways. Well, i totally enjoyed today's svc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things to catch up...But my memory seemed to have failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. School is starting again soon. Which made me feel quite...Sian just thinking of it. Exams, homework, and more exams = Study, study, and MORE STUDYING!!! It's driving me nuts. My June holidays just passed like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another thing. Arts Fiesta is coming. And i have like two performances, one which is guitar, the other one being drama. Excited! But the rehearsals are being postponed due to the stupid H1N1. Talking about this makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to church anymore. Parental restrictions. Oh well...My friends actually find my parents cute cos they don't allow me to go to church due to H1N1. Hmm...If you call this cute, everything in this world is cute already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're asking why i could go to church today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bluffed them like obviously. I lied that i went to Orchard Road with my friends, Takashimaya basement somemore. Sigh, how can i miss svc especially when there's such an awesome pastor preaching the Word of God? If my parents knew where i was, you'll see my head rolling on the floor. STM me nearly even let my own cat out of the bag just now. But for God, it's all worth it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i shall go off now. It's late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.42 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-21019515582168411?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/21019515582168411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/yae-here-i-am-finally-posting-cos-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/21019515582168411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/21019515582168411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/yae-here-i-am-finally-posting-cos-i.html' title='Finally a post'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1721195700486293844</id><published>2009-06-14T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:14:30.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome svc at CHC</title><content type='html'>Hi i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to B zone camp tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are&lt;br /&gt;You?&lt;br /&gt;You??&lt;br /&gt;You???&lt;br /&gt;You????&lt;br /&gt;Going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be so awesome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wanna talk about service at CHC today. Yep, so me and Li Ting wasn't late. WEE! (Though we were nearly late...Hmm...) Yae, but still, we weren't. OK, enough of this "late" rubbish thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S SERVICE WAS AWESOME I TELL YOU. Praise the Lord! It was kind of different in a way that...OH i just realised something. The pastor didn't preached today! =(&lt;br /&gt;Because there were so many famous celebrities like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;F.I.R from Taiwan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk from Taiwan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaness Wu from Taiwan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Indonesia 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jacelyn Tay from Singapore (You know, the mediacorp actress?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Singapore 2005 and 2006 (If i remembered correctly)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, then me and Li Ting were like OMIGOD IS THIS EVEN REALITY?!?!!! Cos when the pastor said that a lot of celebrities were there today, Li Ting was like, "Waaa...If got F.I.R i confirm scream i tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her eyes were so big when F.I.R went onto the stage. We went crazy. You should have seen the atmosphere there! Wait...Not only us. EVERYBODY BECAME CRAZY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were like shaking our lightsticks which were given to us beforehand vigorously along with the beat of the music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then...VANESS WU! Goodness, initially i didn't even know who he was when the pastor mentioned his name. Li Ting told me he was/is from F4. Yep, then i was so mesmerized by him when he went onto stage. GOODNESS ME, HE WAS SO HANDSOME CAN. And he sang a song about "superstar" (O.o) and it was in english. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i asked Li Ting so loudly, "Huh? Why he sing english song? He isn't from Taiwan is it?"&lt;br /&gt;Then heads turned and stared at me. So embarassing. Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the song was nice! With the choreography. I only heard some parts of the song as i think the music was too loud to be able to hear his singing. This part: "Superstar, superstar..........." Then: "But i don't care, cos i think you're great!" Waaaaaaaa my heart totally.... "POMPED" out. Ahhhh then when he sang the part "....cos i think you're great!", he pointed to us. Omigod. Then at one point of time, he even came offstage to shake hands with some of the people sitting at the side!!!! But we were sitting in the middle. He was so close...Yet so far. Sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh huh, then he talked about how Christ changed his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up was....Milk i think. Yeah, he sang his very fast song and his choreography was good. He's cute! Me and my cousin both agreed. Then there was some of his fans who shouted, "Milk! 我们爱你!" or something. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, then there was some Taiwan dancers whom was claimed to be the best dancers' group around Asia. Think they won lots of awards or something. You should have seen them dance man! They were totally great with their creativity of dance ideas, being able to catch every second of the beat of the music (which is like so fast), and of cos their flexible limbs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then....&lt;br /&gt;Jacelyn Tay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, she's very humorous. Everybody was all perked up in the morning. She was being interviewed by Danny and Belinda to talk about how Christ changed her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacelyn: Oh, i remember once in 2004 (i think), a special letter was in my letterbox. It was about some Christian stuff. I read the letter, and i realised that it was from a Christian whom prayed for me, whom i completely didn't know. She persuaded me to accept Christ. My life was in it's ups and downs, but being a very stubborn person, i threw away the letter immediately. I didn't want to accept Jesus because i was very committed to Buddha at that time. I would wear those brown robe and go to the temple every week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then a few days later, i was doing something in my room (i've forgotten what she said), then suddenly the light was off you know. I immediately said, "Eh, Jesus Christ, don't think that my doing that i will be scared of you and accept you hor. I not scared of you one OK, my Buddha will protect me!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, i found a letter in my rubbish bin - the letter which was in my letterbox by a Christian. So weird you know, cos my maid would clear the rubbish from my rubbish bin everyday one, then it's like all the rubbish were being cleared, except this letter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the next straight forty days, i met Christians who asked me to go to church and accept Christ everyday. Can you imagine that or not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So one day right, i was so irritated that i decided to go to church - not to accept Christ - but to flood those Christians with a whoooooooole lot of questions about Christ that they will be irritated with me. So i went to church one day, in hope of successfully asking some of them to be committed to Buddha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When they sang the worship songs right, i was sitting down because i did not want to stand for a God i don't know. Omigod, can you imagine that, so disrespectful hor? I got bored halfway, so i decided to flip through a bible that is sitting just next to me. The first one was about Genesis - which i understood a bit - about the Adam, Eve and apple thing. Then i flip flip flip, don't even understand what they were talking about. I thought: Aiya, also human beings from far far ago write one right, don't even think God is real lor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, i turned to the last chapter - about revelations (or something) - the words flashed past my mind. I was like, *shocked* "EH? Isn't this my dream?" So i immediately believed that Jesus was real and i committed to Christ that day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*end of Jacelyn's story*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool right? OK no more time to waste. Moving on....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's talk about Miss Indonesia 2008 which was the next to be on stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She talked about her family. Everybody was so shocked when she confessed that her grandpa, mother, father, elder sister were pastors, and not forgetting her younger brother was a to-be pastor. SO SUPER COOL RIGHT? Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then she shared her experience of how she came to know Christ also, sang some worship songs and we were dismissed. Lalalalala, service was super fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, i shall go off now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1721195700486293844?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1721195700486293844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1721195700486293844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1721195700486293844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-im-back.html' title='Awesome svc at CHC'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5087689656490520310</id><published>2009-06-11T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:14:47.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of layout</title><content type='html'>I can predict something...&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing my layout very soon. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;4:52 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5087689656490520310?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5087689656490520310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-predict-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5087689656490520310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5087689656490520310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-predict-something.html' title='Change of layout'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5851493950726599054</id><published>2009-06-05T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:15:34.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring but fun drama prac</title><content type='html'>Woke up early again to go for Drama practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, then Savitha the professional taught us the dance steps. Was enjoyable, had loads of fun, and oh man, she said she didn't know i could shake so well! Hahahahaha, my mum said i dance like some kind of monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that some of them left, and me, Wei Woon, Savitha and Wai Xin went to the Anchorvale Community Club located in Sengkang. Oh, did i mention that it was the first time i took an LRT? I live in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!!! When we reached, i saw the 711swimmingpoolsbeautifulscenerymacs and etc. Goodness, it was so COOL!!!!!! Yeah, then bought some food from some shop inside 7 11 and off we went - to the roof-top to continue to practice our dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place at 6PM. Blisters were growing under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to somewhere around Compass Point. Man, i nearly got stranded there!! It was lucky to have Savitha beside me. I didn't know which side of bus to take to get my butt back to AMK. So in the end, i believed Savitha and took 156 to Compass Point bus interchange, then 159 to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i reached home at 8. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Was so sleepy fatigue restless tired and whatsoever concerning about "tired" stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never ever go to Sengkang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have cramps practically everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;9:41PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5851493950726599054?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5851493950726599054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-early-again-to-go-for-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5851493950726599054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5851493950726599054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-early-again-to-go-for-drama.html' title='Tiring but fun drama prac'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1890273623602774443</id><published>2009-06-04T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:15:44.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in!</title><content type='html'>Received a call from Mr Ong yesterday night that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I have been selected to perform in the guitar Arts Fiesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So it means that i had wasted my money on my Arts Fiesta tix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha just kidding!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yae, so that means i'll be joining the intermediate class! Goodness, seriously thank God. I realised nowadays whenever i'm preparing for the worst, God provides me with clever solutions and makes my day good for me. Praise the Lord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so i attended both the beginner class and the intermediate class today which consist of like 6 hours. I was dead tired, but it was enjoyable - even the beginner class, though i have no one to talk to. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the b.class, i met my mum and Mrs.D in school for the parents meet. And Mrs.D was praising me on my conduct all the way, but states that if my results weren't so poor, i can already be a perfect person in her eyes. WELL....Hahahaa, quite hilarious, but it feels nice to be praised. I shall continue working hard, especially for my Math. (though i did my best and gave in my 100%. OK, maybe...95%?) -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the intermediate class right after. Weeee, i'm offically in the guitar 2 group! Yeah, with the awesome guys like Kai Yan, Fedora...Etc. Played "Fly Me To The Moon". Well, the first part of the song was quite easy to handle, but the second part was totally screwed up. Thanks thanks Kai Yan for teaching me, &lt;em&gt;HITTING AND THREATENING ME&lt;/em&gt;, (haha, joking lah.) helping me improve ah....Thanks so much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[No sarcasm hor!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Weeee, then went to eat with them and i was already half dead in the bus. I shall go off now, poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GYL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;11:26PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1890273623602774443?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1890273623602774443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/received-call-from-mr-ong-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1890273623602774443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1890273623602774443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/received-call-from-mr-ong-yesterday.html' title='I&apos;m in!'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4676542181919254410</id><published>2009-06-02T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:02:22.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out</title><content type='html'>First things first: Song and song lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_p5tZFvTfB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_p5tZFvTfB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERSE 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your grace is enough&lt;br /&gt;More than I need&lt;br /&gt;At Your word I will believe&lt;br /&gt;I wait for You&lt;br /&gt;Draw near again&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Spirit make me new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I will fall at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;I will fall at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;And I will worship You here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;VERSE 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence in me&lt;br /&gt;[ Hillsong Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;Jesus light the way&lt;br /&gt;By the power of Your word&lt;br /&gt;I am restored&lt;br /&gt;I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;By Your Spirit I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Freely You gave it all for us&lt;br /&gt;Surrendered Your life upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;Great is the love&lt;br /&gt;Poured out for all&lt;br /&gt;This is our God&lt;br /&gt;Lifted on high from death to life&lt;br /&gt;Forever our God is glorified&lt;br /&gt;Servant and King&lt;br /&gt;Rescued the world&lt;br /&gt;This is our God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, a very nice song from Hillsong. Yae, praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about things that happened yesterday now, shall we? Yep, met JX and her friend, Yun Juan (Well, Claudia's Pri school friend isn't it?) at J8. Discussed some stuff about the 6K outing. Then left for AMK hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fe, and she went to those auntie shops to walk about, trying all kinds of accessories! Hahahaha, then we got hungry (as i skipped my breakfast and lunch again) so we went to B2 to buy some food. Walked around NTUC for a while while waiting for Jia Jia, the auntie of the aunties to come. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, we really really didn't expect that the first thing she did when she saw me and Fe was to take out some gloves to play! Blow some more. Goodness, so gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so we went to Joyce's house (which is also in AMK) and watched some movies. Initially we watched "Night of The Museums" but nobody seemed to be watching except me and Min Jie. (Cos never watch before and we did not want to watch ghost movie as they all voted for!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jia Jia and Fe were playing with each other (which were super noisy) and at one point of time, Min Jie suddenly raised her voice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;MJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ehhh...Can don't so noisy or not! You very buay tahan one leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;JJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (suddenly stops playing with Fe) I very tahan one leh, how ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Everybody laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD like so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after playing with each other, Jia Jia and Fe wanted to sleep already. Joyce too. So me and Min Jie finally agreed to watch the ghost movie - Mirrors. MJ's turn to be noisy, she's like singing and humming along to songs from her phone radio. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me leh? Grabbed Joyce's blanket lor....Got ready to hide underneath if a ghost suddenly popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and i'm lazy to go into the details about what happened, just think that watching movies with them was very hilarious and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at 9.30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep already, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4676542181919254410?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4676542181919254410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-things-first-song-and-song-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4676542181919254410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4676542181919254410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-things-first-song-and-song-lyrics.html' title='A day out'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6839307849175728298</id><published>2009-05-31T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:01:20.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo not?</title><content type='html'>Geez, i'm finally back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 plus, intending to attend church service but proceeded back to sleep shortly after. I'm sorry, just too tired. So i woke up from my dream at 9 plus again, and Chai Ying called me. Cabbed down to CHC. Today's service was the best. EMERGE! Weeeee, the performances were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised Chai Ying to go to the Bling contest with them but in the end i went to HOGC for service instead. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, met Fe and the others. Made some new friends. Service was very high. But seriously, i was tired. Very tired indeed. Fe thought i was emo-ing hahahahaa. I must admit that i seem to be emo-ing everytime i feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. Blame it on my insomnia, was too high yesterday night and i just can't sleep. So after several turns, i finally went into my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE ALL OF YOU THAT I WILL HYPER NEXT WEEK OK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, not in the mood to socialize today. Perhaps next week. I shall make loads of new friends. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6839307849175728298?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6839307849175728298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/geez-im-finally-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6839307849175728298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6839307849175728298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/geez-im-finally-back-home.html' title='Emo not?'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-880590873435392959</id><published>2009-05-30T18:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:00:47.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom raids me</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhh. I didn't go for Jolin's 签唱会 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i promised Jia En yesterday to go to her friend's church event with her today but broke my promise. My mum's at home. So, ya....I'm very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i rotted at home, reading and watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guitar lesson was very fun yesterday! We played "Mama Mia" and me and a few Sec 1s auditioned, hoping to have a chance to be able to perform in the Arts Fiesta. (It's about 9 people) So after the audition, Mr Ong looked at the list of the names of the people who had auditioned. We only knew that among the 9 people, only 3 had succeeded. But we don't know who. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kai Yan and Fedora a lot for teaching me the fingerings of the chords and entertaining me all the time in guitar! Much appreciated. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigod, like, super dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sheesh, i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-880590873435392959?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/880590873435392959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/880590873435392959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/880590873435392959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhhh.html' title='Boredom raids me'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6344928434349843684</id><published>2009-05-28T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:00:02.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy day</title><content type='html'>Was having fun playing cards with Tatum, Cherie, Claudia and peeps today when suddenly i felt a slight pain at my stomach, nearer to the lower part!&lt;br /&gt;And i immediately identified where the pain came from - menstruation!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i just said the "M" word. Since there will definitely be more girls than guys reading my blog!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and it was awfullllllllllllll. Imagine me pacing up and down in pain, holding my stomach, having to endure it in school until 1.20PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i enjoyed playing cards with the awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so they were playing "Stress" and i was helping Claudia, Mui Peng and Erin. (turn by turn) All three of them were so &lt;strong&gt;GANJIONG&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cherie made me laugh like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Cherie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One very ganjiong player here, and a ganjiong assistant, which made me ganjiong also, and altogether, a very ganjiong game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Cherie is actually talking in Math!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i think it was Tatum who came up with the idea to play Uno. And she and Cherie invented a very cool name for Uno - STUNO! You must all be thinking - Why Stuno, right?&lt;br /&gt;Just because....They think the game, Uno, is stupid. So taking the three letters from "stupid" and of cos the word "Uno", they formed a word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;STUNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's skip to recess!&lt;br /&gt;Was complaining to MP, WW, YL and practically everybody who went to recess with me of my M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you JE for helping me get free warm water from the store auntie! Though something quite funny and embarassing happened there. The auntie asked me why i want to get warm water, so i told her very loudly unknowingly, "OH, i come that thing."&lt;br /&gt;There's coincidentally two guys queuing up at the store, then when the guys heard the conversation between me and the auntie, one of the guys told the other one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, what do you think the "that thing" is &lt;em&gt;HUH&lt;/em&gt;?" And they laughed. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was told to proceed to the hall after recess, and i'm glad i survived the 20 mins talk by Mr Roslan. I nearly joined God cos of the unbearable pain. I WANNA ROLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right after the talk, YL, WW and Allen accompanied to find ginger! &lt;em&gt;(Well, i don't know why, but WW said ginger cures the menstrual pain.)&lt;/em&gt; I made them run up and down with me, but in the end, everything is a WASTED trip! Cos i cured myself ._.&lt;br /&gt;YL was at the General Office helping me get a "Permission to leave school early" form, and i was whining cos nobody will be coming to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Huh, then how? Your house don't have anybody else meh? &lt;em&gt;(Cos i told them that both of my parents are too busy working to come and fetch me home.)&lt;/em&gt; Think of someone, relatives, outsiders etc who will be able to come and fetch you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Errr...I can't think of anybody else. And there's nobody else in my house except...OH YA! My parakeet! -laughs like a maniac-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What, are you serious?...... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But it is trapped in a cage, no freedom ah! How to fly out, also cannot fetch me! -laughs louder and crazier- Eh i think i OK already leh!!!! HAHAHHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YL was like what the...&lt;br /&gt;And she returned the pen she borrowed from the General Office and crushed the paper and threw it away. I'm so sorry i totally wasted your efforts!&lt;br /&gt;But really glad to know that there's so many people caring for me when they knew about my menstrual cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;SORRY AND THANK YOU TO WW, YL AND ALLEN FOR MAKING YOU RUN EVERYWHERE WITH ME JUST TO FIND GINGER! AND I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOUR CONCERNS! YOU ALL ROCK! YOU MADE THIS WORLD SUCH A WONDERFUL PLACE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;THANKK....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, sorry that i got a bit too agigated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the best day i've ever had in school, so the pain i suffered from the menstrual cramps doesn't really mattered anymore. &lt;em&gt;(Though it's really so pain that i nearly cried. ;___;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed some books from the library and home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'M SO GOING TO JOLIN'S 签唱会 TOMORROW. I WOULD LIKE AND WOULD WANT TO SEE HER LIVE!!! AHHHHHH AND I THINK I WON'T EVER WASH MY HANDS EVER AGAIN IF I HAVE A CHANCE TO SHAKE HANDS WITH HER. HER SIGNATURE!!! HER SIGNATUREEEEEE!!! OMIGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;JOLIN IS COMING TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6344928434349843684?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6344928434349843684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/was-having-fun-playing-cards-with-tatum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6344928434349843684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6344928434349843684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/was-having-fun-playing-cards-with-tatum.html' title='Crazy day'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5221020603071715388</id><published>2009-05-27T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:59:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>Omigod, what is happening in this world now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chatted with Giang on msn and she told me that the weather in Vietnam is currently humid and warm! OMIGOD. Maybe this doesn't sound like something serious to you, but for such a sensitive person like me, i think it's something &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WORLDWIDE SERIOUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see....&lt;br /&gt;The weather in Singapore is so humid and warm all day too, like after stepping out from an air-con room, it makes us sweat like ??!! in just a few seconds time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The world is GOING TO END SOON?!?!?!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This time it's real? The world is going to end in...&lt;br /&gt;2012?!?!!! Sorry hor, by then my radio-deejay ambition haven't been fulfilled yet, and i want my driving licence!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sorry. I'm so random nowadays. BUT I LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my chinese love novel in school the whole time today. No teachers - they need to help out at the Arts Fiesta rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the Arts Fiesta rehearsal today,&lt;br /&gt;i was in the midst of sleeping in class. Then suddenly, i heard someone called my name real loud to go for the rehearsal conducted in the hall. (Just because i'm involved with the Drama Club just as a backstage-crew ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-Snore snore snore-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-hears someone talking- (because they were talking so loudly -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;-continues to snore-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GINAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and i had a headache because i was really tired and was sleeping so soundly, to be woken up by someone else with a start. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped the Drama Club to carry the boxes and kind of rotted at the backstage, which were filled with so many people that it felt like they were all depriving me of sufficient oxygen, which made me felt so stuffy and suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i shall skip to after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jia Jia at the staircase of the first floor in school nearest to the backgate. And the first thing she saw me, "&lt;strong&gt;Auntie&lt;/strong&gt;, so slow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha then took bus to J8 to meet &lt;em&gt;ADORA&lt;/em&gt;. OK OK, joking. This was just a random nice name i thought for Fedora. But she didn't like it, she said the name is too AUNTIE! And something embarassing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jia Jia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh sms Fedora leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Huh why me, you holding your phone leh, why not sms her now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jia Jia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Don't want lah! I lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -_- OK lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-waits for a few mins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-getting impatient-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Eh how come she never reply?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jia Jia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You never send is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-shows her the msg i sent to Fedora in the Sent Messages Folder-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jia Jia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OK OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-waits for a few mins again-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-messaged Fedora again-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was where the embarassing part starts~&lt;br /&gt;I realised i actually sent a msg to the wrong &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Fedora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when she replied my msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Who are you? Are you one of the guitar seniors? O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigod. I actually sent the msg to the &lt;em&gt;Fedora&lt;/em&gt; in our school! And i realised i do not have &lt;em&gt;ADORA's&lt;/em&gt; number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Let's cut short my post, if not later you all say i naggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the real Fedora we were meeting met us at the food court in J8 at 3PM. Me and Jia Jia was already like so hungry and immediately went to buy our food! Ate, and then i realised i was actually not very hungry. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around J8, and Fe was complaining cos there's practically nothing to shop there. It was my idea for going to J8! Thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, those two peeps made me laugh till i can feel the muscles in my throat being pressurized. I nearly cried cos of their &lt;strong&gt;"Auntie humour"&lt;/strong&gt; but i didn't in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped around at a dessert store and the three of us shared a very nice Strawberry dessert! Spent quite some time there. Fe kept bullying Jia Jia! Poor Jia Jia. But all i did was laugh, laugh, and LAUGH. Cos really too funny already. I'm lucky i didn't get a sore-throat today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我要去蔡依林的签唱会。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5221020603071715388?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5221020603071715388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/omigod-what-is-happening-in-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5221020603071715388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5221020603071715388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/omigod-what-is-happening-in-this-world.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2763059896915289788</id><published>2009-05-26T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:58:38.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Depressed</title><content type='html'>Was feeling depressed - seriously depressed - cos of my results. Today we got back two other papers, Art and SS. I think Literature paper will be given to us tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS : 20/50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, CH is 36/100 - of cos with History included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art : 44/100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i failed Art. This is the very surprisingly first time i've ever failed Art in my whole lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that tears were flashing in my eyes. I did so badly for my SA1 and i really don't know how in the world to face my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i failed 6 subjects out of 8. Gooooooooooodnesssssss meeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i could pass my Literature, but seriously, i see no hope in Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's skip things that happened in school. STILL a bad day for me. I felt so outcasted, isolated and alone. Prayed to God but He doesn't seem to answer my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i googled : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;How to pray to God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicked on the first result and read the whole article.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me, and i cried. Yes, i did. Tears were flowing down my cheeks and they seemed to be unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too touched on how Jesus sacrificed Himself for us so that we could build a relationship with God. I realised i didn't really build a relationship with God. But i've still got so many questions to ask....&lt;br /&gt;I want to know more about God. I want Him to speak to me. I want to have more faith in Him. I want Him to carry all my burdens for me. I want Him to answer my prayers. I.......Want to see Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are interested to read the article, here it is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.everystudent.com/sg/wires/prayers.html?gclid=CIu61uLs2ZoCFQoYewodcn2UDQ"&gt;http://www.everystudent.com/sg/wires/prayers.html?gclid=CIu61uLs2ZoCFQoYewodcn2UDQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Jia En that i didn't help you hand up your D&amp;amp;T journal which consists of 40% for your overall today!!!! And today is the date due...&lt;br /&gt;Omigod, i feel so guilty now. Forgive me please. =(&lt;br /&gt;And, takecare, come back to school soon yeah? I need entertainment! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD IS REAL.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2763059896915289788?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2763059896915289788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/was-feeling-depressed-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2763059896915289788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2763059896915289788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/was-feeling-depressed-seriously.html' title='Mood: Depressed'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4992948384425263370</id><published>2009-05-25T20:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:57:47.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat to Mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Let's talk about Saturday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339781658459086146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Shq3IIKZnUI/AAAAAAAABL0/9Mr4QGn-4ZA/s400/dsc07142-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so Jia En brought me to her church with Canny and her bf to watch the Red Rain concert!!! WOO! Totally AWESOME. Yuki didn't wanted to come initially but ended up coming halfway. =)&lt;br /&gt;Saw so many Hougeans and ex-Hougeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yuki were at first stiff and didn't wanted to move or shake or whatever to the super high music, well...Just because we are shy. YES LAH, EVERYBODY HAS THEIR SHY MOMENTS ONE MAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ended up jumping and clapping to the music anyway, cos Jia En forced us to! But thanks to her, we learnt "The Art of Jumping"! Wow, the feeling was great. Though i jumped till stomach cramps came to find me. Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hangout party there afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of great songs were broadcasted and they even spread out blankets and cushions on the floor for us to sit! WOW! Total AWESOMENESS! I didn't know there's such cool events happening in this world...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of food stands too, selling pizzas, spaghetti etc. OH, AND BEN &amp;amp; JERRY'S ICE-CREAM FOR $2 PER SCOOP!! Gosh, but i didn't buy that in the end, cos i stuffed myself with too much food. =((((((&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but Amanda fed me some, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored with Jia En, Yuki and some of the peeps there, afterwards shared a cab with Yuki home! Definitely had lots of fun with the peeps there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church and Jia En tagged along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very powerful pastor came. He summoned demons out of people's bodies! So many people screamed, shouted, cried, and struggled on the floor. Though he said some people would vomit due to the summoning of the demons, i'm not sure if anybody did that. Afterall, there's too much people there to be able to notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was standing still at my seat, shaking and trembling. Finally took up the courage to go to the front to join the other Christians for layhand and summoning of demons, but Jia En was wearing a skirt and she asked me to go alone! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've got demons in my body though, with my constantly back-pains, sensitivity, sorrows, moodswings and discouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yuki told me all about the experience when i was online yesterday! She said her heart felt so much lighter now. Goodness, i regretted like so much! Nevermind, there's always another opportunity with my long walk with God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i didn't believe in God completely in the past, (I must admit) but after that day, i'm completely convinced that: YES! There's an almighty and good God up there! And now, i can say it with confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;And Jia En further deteriotated my mood with her sudden swearings. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm quite happy though, cos i know that after every bad day, there would be more good days! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed for WW. Hope she could be strong, we will always be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my results. I did really badly. But i feel that i didn't have the privilege to be disappointed though, cos i didn't do my best. Afterall, everything is still last min revision! What for kick up a big fuss like when i was in the past when i didn't even study hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll start my CA3 and SA2 revision from tomorrow onwards, just because Mr Ng scared me with the "Drop-to-Normal-Acad-if-we-didn't-do-well-at-the-EOY" talk today at assembly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ms Ng said she is going to give me and WW personal tuition! So, another reason why i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i know you want to KPO, so here are my results: (not all, for Lit, SS, Art will be tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Math - 40/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English - 49/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chinese - 69/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hist - 16/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Physics - 32/85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chemistry - 44/85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and that's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours Fakefully,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taeyeon is cute! Cummon, admit it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4992948384425263370?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4992948384425263370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-talk-about-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4992948384425263370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4992948384425263370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-talk-about-saturday.html' title='Sat to Mon'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Shq3IIKZnUI/AAAAAAAABL0/9Mr4QGn-4ZA/s72-c/dsc07142-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2180701396547995083</id><published>2009-05-22T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:56:20.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee</title><content type='html'>Wow i'm totally addicted to SNSD's Gee MV. Been watching them (including the parody and stuff which left me breathless due to incessant laughs) for quite a few days now. And i never get tired of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigod, this is one of the videos which made my stomach nearly burst, seriously HILARIOUS i tell you. (oops, i hope nobody passed by my house to find me laughing so unglamorously and think i'm insane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;You must watch the original Gee MV first to know what is going on lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/72u1IoDrxO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/72u1IoDrxO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS. These Korean guys imitated everything SNSD did on the Gee MV! Which made themselves look quite gay. xD&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LOVE IT. Entertainment man! And they did a good job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to eat my supper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAEYEON AND SOOYOUNG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2180701396547995083?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2180701396547995083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-im-totally-addicted-to-snsds-gee-mv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2180701396547995083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2180701396547995083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-im-totally-addicted-to-snsds-gee-mv.html' title='Gee'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4961703831823226224</id><published>2009-05-21T17:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:55:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ShUf53zJfHI/AAAAAAAABLs/7bsQbtAdT0A/s1600-h/sooyoung+and+taeyoen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338208012409076850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ShUf53zJfHI/AAAAAAAABLs/7bsQbtAdT0A/s400/sooyoung+and+taeyoen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; I LOVE SOOYOUNG AND TAEYEON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK...&lt;br /&gt;I just posted songs of SNSD and Super Junior. Like it must tell me OK? Don't like it also must tell me OK? Cos i'm not gonna change anything anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June holidays is supposed to be starting at the upcoming Saturday! But Mrs.D told us that we still have to come to school everyday next week to check our papers...&lt;br /&gt;AND SCHOOL WOULD END ON NORMAL TIME. I wonder how i can survive next week..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So angry you know, i was so looking forward to June holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is blank now.&lt;br /&gt;No more inspirations for today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Fakefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Forced my butt out of this website at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.42PM [according to my computer time]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4961703831823226224?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4961703831823226224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-sooyoung-and-taeyeon-okok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4961703831823226224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4961703831823226224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-sooyoung-and-taeyeon-okok.html' title='Korean craze'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ShUf53zJfHI/AAAAAAAABLs/7bsQbtAdT0A/s72-c/sooyoung+and+taeyoen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5508950790747085690</id><published>2009-05-20T17:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:55:18.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNSD</title><content type='html'>Omigod. I officially announce that...&lt;br /&gt;Girls Generation will be my new favourite band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool lah, i so wanna learn Korean now! Since it's already the end of SA1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. Before i go, i wanna post something else first.&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (to patient) What if i cut off one of your ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then i wouldn't be able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hmmm....Makes sense....Then what if i cut off both of your ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wouldn't be able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Huh whyyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Because i wouldn't be able to wear my spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Fakefully: Gina ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5508950790747085690?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5508950790747085690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/omigod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5508950790747085690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5508950790747085690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/omigod.html' title='SNSD'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1509978445169320186</id><published>2009-05-19T17:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:55:02.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz and some poured feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. What would happen if you had a baby with the last person you kissed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm sure this would never happen but it could happen if you could imagine it yourself. Tell me the whole story after imagining ok? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What's the most important part in a relationship in your opinion?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Humour! (Sorry, i'm not too sure, so...Ah...Anyhow lah. But i like humorous people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Last person you blocked on MSN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Er, not sure. The last person i blocked on MSN was like in last year or in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do your parents forced you to go to church?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: NO! Forcing wouldn't ever give you happiness sooo...I go to church because i like to be around the presence of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How are you feeling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Perplexed, 2/4 sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you say sorry first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes, i even say sorry unknowingly if someone steps on my leg. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Name a lyric from the last song you listened to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: If you could see that i'm the one who understands you~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.What are you wearing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Apple tee. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Glasses. Like this. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How many windows did you open? What are they?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Oh, you mean in my house or the computer windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What are you doing after this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Do Art preparation work. -_- Talking about it just pisses me off. 8-10 pages, hello?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Not really i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Do you like someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sorry, but nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Does their name start with letter A, D, M, K, I, C, G, J, R or Z?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes!!! Is Z for zero counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Do you like hugs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: My lovely kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What are the things you would love to happen tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sleep at home after the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend smokes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Oh my goodness of cos!!! Pollutes the air and my lungs. I do not want to be a passive smoker you know????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Do you think you have made a difference in someone's life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No. (Sorry, feeling quite emotional now so no i guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Is there a girl who knows almost everything about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No. (I told you i'm feeling quite emotional now!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Who was that last person you had a longer call then 7 minutes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: My beloved cuxzon, Li Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sometimes, but most of the time i just blurt everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Would you ever dye your hair blonde?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I like my natural black hair better. Natural always rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Is something bothering you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes, Art and some lame stuff that shouldn't be bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What are you excited for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: JUNE HOLIDAYS, I'M STILL WAITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What was the last thing you spend your own money for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Wanton noodles or like Jia En said, One-ton noodles and milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Is there a song t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hat reminds you of this whole summer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nahnahnahnah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. When is the last time you did something wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Ahhhh a lot to list. Like what Miley Cyrus sing: "Everybody makes mistakes~ Everybody~~ Everybody~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Where were you last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: At home, doing my Art preparatory...AH let's not talk about Art preparatory work again, spoil my mood. Stupid Art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Was it a boy or a girl who last texted you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: That girl was Chai Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Name something you are doing tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: What the...C.I.P AFTER EXAMS LIKE WTHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Does your phone normally ring in the middle of the night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nah, on vibration mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Is there something you want to tell someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Is there someone you will never forget?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes, definitely. My best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Did you have any unread texts when you woke up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Noooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Do you think you are too smart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No and yes. No because i know i'm not smart and yes because i'm running away from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Have you ever held hands with anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Oh, you are talking about when i held hands with my best friends in Primary School and my cousin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Have you change this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes, i think i changed quite a lot. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Do you love the last boy / girl you texted to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Is there a secret you've never told your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Er...Obviously? Everybody has secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. What's something that can always make you feel better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sleeping because that's the only time i can live in another world without thinking of what's happening in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Have you ever worn the opposite sex clothes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Ah, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Have you ever kissed an ex after you broke up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Don't have and don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. What artist are you listening to now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No one~ No one~~ No oneeeeee~~~~ No one lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. If your ex said he hates you , you say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Errr....? Tricky. Hmm, "Hate me for all i care!" maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. What was the first thing you did when you woke up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Wake my cousin up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Anything hurts on your body?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Who is your ex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name 4 people to do this quiz:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Layleng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chu Ying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Li Ting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mui Peng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....For my own post.&lt;br /&gt;So boring, so sad, feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why lah, just feel like crying suddenly. Maybe because i'm too stressed? 1 mth of exam already...So not fair, people are already holding their end-of-examinations party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things on my mind that i would like to rant:&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate doing Art preparatory work.&lt;br /&gt;2) I hate studying for exams.&lt;br /&gt;3) I screwed up almost all my papers.&lt;br /&gt;4) I do not want to get back my papers.&lt;br /&gt;5) I want to run away from reality.&lt;br /&gt;6) I do not feel like doing C.I.P tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others? Private...So kpo for what?&lt;br /&gt;Actually i don't have anything to rant already lah, but don't know why i'm feeling so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, go toilet then go do A.P already. I'm forcing my butt out of my chair now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yours Fakefully: gylchan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1509978445169320186?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1509978445169320186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1509978445169320186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1509978445169320186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html' title='Quiz and some poured feelings'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8715773821888772889</id><published>2009-05-17T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:53:02.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No-link post</title><content type='html'>Gina: I officially dispel this devil who creates sorrow in people! In Jesus' name, i pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, weird. This is just something i thought of when i was bathing. (I get the most inspirations when i'm bathing.) Cos i was just thinking, why do i feel sad at times when i'm supposed to be happy? My friends tell me that, too, sometimes. &lt;strong&gt;SO I SHALL DISPEL THE DEVIL FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER INTO ETERNITY AND IFINITY AND NEVER COME BACK, OF COS, IN....&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jesus' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Oh, i'm so sorry. This is a kind of thing that makes people engrossed into doing. (Officially out of topic) Seems like i had forgotten how to blog after so many days of inactivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, i remembered something. Claudia and Mui Peng (known as the "C&amp;amp;M") recommended me one of the games in FB. Addiction! It's called "Guess The Sketch". Try it!!!! Erm, rules? Aiya, you go see people play then know already lor! I lazy to explain lah!&lt;br /&gt;I also changed my specs yesterday. &lt;b&gt;NAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOMENESS&lt;/em&gt;. Glad to know that my degree had only increased by a teeny bit in the left eye. Though i, read in the dark, play the computer continuosly without resting for 6 hours or more (in the past), watch TV at a very close distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here now. I nearly forgot that i have to wake up at 7AM plus tomorrow. Ahhhhhhhhh. Why? Don't tell you leh. OK lah, tell you lah, i go church ma. Now, this is called, &lt;b&gt;AWESOMENESS&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New phrase invented by Gina:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Fakefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8715773821888772889?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8715773821888772889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/gina-i-officially-dispel-this-devil-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8715773821888772889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8715773821888772889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/gina-i-officially-dispel-this-devil-who.html' title='No-link post'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7295213668671583825</id><published>2009-05-11T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:52:25.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chez Claudia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SggfWIdJLcI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ak94EUPlzJ4/s1600-h/chez+claudia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334548223707655618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SggfWIdJLcI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ak94EUPlzJ4/s400/chez+claudia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Study chez Claudia.&lt;br /&gt;(Claudia, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so much for snapping a photo of me when i wasn't realising it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanks so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was fun, very fun indeed. So fun that i spent about 5 hours squeezing everything into my brain but in the end, realised i got less than 1 quarter in. I shall squeeze everything into my brain two weeks before if there's a history exam next time. Not &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt;, is &lt;b&gt;confirm have&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, the chapter on Hitler sucks.&lt;br /&gt;(I guess i'm not wrong to say that, cos everybody in Germany hates him too. In fact, i think they would love me for saying that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia's house is full of snacks! Wow, if i live in her house, i would seriously get over-bloated everyday. I'm sorry that i'm such a self-service person. AHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing blogskin soon. Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7295213668671583825?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7295213668671583825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-chez-claudia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7295213668671583825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7295213668671583825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-chez-claudia.html' title='Chez Claudia'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SggfWIdJLcI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ak94EUPlzJ4/s72-c/chez+claudia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7983467208237183269</id><published>2009-05-11T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:52:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sgb8HJ8rRBI/AAAAAAAABLU/XISyv9a7F_E/s1600-h/steamboat+2009+with+church+friends-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334228008526627858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sgb8HJ8rRBI/AAAAAAAABLU/XISyv9a7F_E/s400/steamboat+2009+with+church+friends-3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather is freaking warm. Sweating while typing this post now. How i wish Singapore would just snow non-stop!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhhhh ok now i forgot what to post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye for now, for i do not have any inspiration~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7983467208237183269?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7983467208237183269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/weather-is-freaking-warm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7983467208237183269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7983467208237183269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/weather-is-freaking-warm.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sgb8HJ8rRBI/AAAAAAAABLU/XISyv9a7F_E/s72-c/steamboat+2009+with+church+friends-3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4606984996762877069</id><published>2009-05-09T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:51:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ToGetHer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333849899430060722" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SgWkOTzIIrI/AAAAAAAABLM/wydPaUf00n8/s400/shine+through+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of the drama episode 爱就宅一起 today!!! No more interesting programmes on Channel U from next Saturday onwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried just now. In fact, i'll cry each and every time i watch the drama. It's so incredibly touching, cos usually i wouldn't be touched by these kind of TV dramas, in fact, get disgusted. So in short, it's a miracle that i could cry when watching 爱就宅一起. Such a nice show that my heart is still aching whenever i think of the story. I'm SO GONNA buy the whole set of DVD/VCD home soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's already late, (and i'm lazy) so update tomorrow. Poof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4606984996762877069?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4606984996762877069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-drama-episode-today-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4606984996762877069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4606984996762877069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-drama-episode-today-no-more.html' title='ToGetHer'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SgWkOTzIIrI/AAAAAAAABLM/wydPaUf00n8/s72-c/shine+through+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1738825217340140311</id><published>2009-05-08T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:51:41.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics paper</title><content type='html'>HELLO! I just realised that Mas Selemat has been caught in Malaysia already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh....Feel like sleeping now. So restless, especially after burning the midnight oil again yesterday cos of the stupid subject Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Physics examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mrs Deepa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-walks in-&lt;/em&gt; ".....So put your bags outside now." &lt;em&gt;-starts writing on the board-&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;b&gt;♥ Physics examination ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Everybody:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;b&gt;LOL????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Julian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-immediately goes up to the board and wipes away the two hearts-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Chai Ying and cousin for dinner again later! Shall take a nap first to replenish my energy. Poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1738825217340140311?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1738825217340140311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-just-realised-that-mas-selemat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1738825217340140311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1738825217340140311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-just-realised-that-mas-selemat.html' title='Physics paper'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8764403096304337173</id><published>2009-05-07T11:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:51:27.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332922986899667426" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SgJZM5ireeI/AAAAAAAABLE/Xu-VBoV_E8E/s400/Window+image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick post before i have my lunch and then proceeding to revise for my Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My efforts were totally wasted yesterday. Burnt the midnight oil to study for my deeear Healthcare and Sri Lanka. Was so tired when doing the paper today cos i have totally no interest in Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm predicting a fail cos i actually spent about 30 mins or so to think of how to write the answers for the source-based questions. 0.0001 of one-quarter done (can you actually imagine that? 3 out of 11 points!) for part &lt;strong&gt;(a)&lt;/strong&gt; structured-essay question. LEFT BLANK FOR PART &lt;strong&gt;(B)&lt;/strong&gt; WHICH CONSISTS OF 13 MARKS. Hell yeah, i didn't have time to study on the Britain one, worse still, didn't even have time to do the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so......HUMPH&lt;br /&gt;...Going to Swensens. xD&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, how lame.)&lt;br /&gt;ANGRRRRRYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who set the SS paper, tough! Ow ow ow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Claudia and Wei Woon and Wei Woon was complaining there. (as usual after exams) She really could become a lawyer, cos i think even the judge can't stand her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooops...Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, or a lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8764403096304337173?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8764403096304337173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-post-before-i-have-my-lunch-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8764403096304337173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8764403096304337173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-post-before-i-have-my-lunch-and.html' title='SS paper'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SgJZM5ireeI/AAAAAAAABLE/Xu-VBoV_E8E/s72-c/Window+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-909119571144869326</id><published>2009-05-06T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:50:55.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomenasai</title><content type='html'>I shall post now simply just because i feel like it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah..! Typing the words on my keyboard now feels so weird, so not used to it after the inactivity of posting for about a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i had mentioned this before, but SA1 had already started since last week. Today was the Math paper. I can't believe it, i practiced like tons and tons of Math every day yet still find the paper tough. But i'm tougher! So it's alright if i didn't pass the paper anyway, cos i did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my real motive of posting is to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wei Woon&lt;/span&gt; for crushing your paper unintentionally and handing your homework up in the wrong place. Sorry to&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; people&lt;/span&gt; whom i had shown bad attitude yesterday partly cos i wanted to concentrate on my Math, and partly cos i can't take those "overly-excessive" jokes which were inflicted to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Guess i need to improve on my attitude. I think i'm getting better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other than these, my days have been ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sick and hungry. No, i didn't contract a fever, but sudden backaches, leg and hand cramps had been bothering me since the examination today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS exam tomorrow, study-time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-909119571144869326?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/909119571144869326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-shall-post-now-simply-just-because-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/909119571144869326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/909119571144869326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-shall-post-now-simply-just-because-i.html' title='Gomenasai'/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-173572057184841464</id><published>2009-04-28T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:42:01.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329689130681588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfbcBsWJW2I/AAAAAAAABK8/SGJDqSV2KwY/s400/hiatus+-+lbs.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Back after SA1 - 21 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meanwhile, keep my tagboard alive! Thank you and sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No entertainment in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lbs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;for about 3 weeks.&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/4734543939885039484-173572057184841464?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/173572057184841464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus-back-after-sa1-21-may-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/173572057184841464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/173572057184841464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus-back-after-sa1-21-may-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfbcBsWJW2I/AAAAAAAABK8/SGJDqSV2KwY/s72-c/hiatus+-+lbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6952524876045398840</id><published>2009-04-26T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:55:55.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfRVfvPwhtI/AAAAAAAABK0/BMxqW-MBLak/s1600-h/DSC01562-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328978262833006290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfRVfvPwhtI/AAAAAAAABK0/BMxqW-MBLak/s400/DSC01562-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feel bad and empty because I didn't attend church for service today. AHHHHH, I WANT TO GO TO CHURCH!!!!!!!! Worse thing was, we have &lt;strong&gt;study study study study&lt;/strong&gt; group today. And I didn't attend! How sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a day at home with both my parents at home. My mum told me that she is resigning from her full-time job. That means she'll stay at home everyday like the old times, nagging at me and restricting me again. I so can't imagine what's life with her. Though there's an advantage of being able to come home to the smell of her delicious soup and cooked-food after school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww...I missed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll have to bid goodbye to my freedom very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied today. Chemistry and Math. And I shall go back to studying again now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm not a good person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6952524876045398840?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6952524876045398840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-bad-and-empty-because-i-didnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6952524876045398840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6952524876045398840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-bad-and-empty-because-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfRVfvPwhtI/AAAAAAAABK0/BMxqW-MBLak/s72-c/DSC01562-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-130181098344910905</id><published>2009-04-25T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:43:41.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfMEG282wHI/AAAAAAAABKs/tQM47kBE_r4/s1600-h/here+comes+style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328607299985916018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfMEG282wHI/AAAAAAAABKs/tQM47kBE_r4/s400/here+comes+style.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a headache and feeling unwell since yesterday. I can sense sickness knocking at my door. My energy and spirit are drifting further and further away from me. Ah, the weather these days simply suck.&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;Shan't blog anymore, off to do some revision for math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-130181098344910905?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/130181098344910905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/having-headache-and-feeling-unwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/130181098344910905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/130181098344910905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/having-headache-and-feeling-unwell.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfMEG282wHI/AAAAAAAABKs/tQM47kBE_r4/s72-c/here+comes+style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7278194418761665861</id><published>2009-04-24T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:48:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfHfRKa0-KI/AAAAAAAABKk/tjcV4PsHTK4/s1600-h/Image044(15)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328285320103655586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfHfRKa0-KI/AAAAAAAABKk/tjcV4PsHTK4/s400/Image044(15)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum says i'm shallow. My friends say i'm too pure. Maybe...Maybe i should think deeper next time so that i could improve on my Literature. My mum tells me this is crazy. But at least i could gain more brains. &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is the commencement of SA1. Which means i'll have to kill billions of my brain cells for 1 mth with the intensive studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper 1 today was c-r-a-p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Section One: Composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(five subjects to choose from)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You are recommended to write between 350-500 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i wrote the fifth subject which is about the pleasures and fustrations of growing up as i didn't have any inspirations for the other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on and on, about how teachers are so mean to give us so many homework when we have to already stress for so many exam issues, about how parents nag at us to no-end if we failed to meet their expectations, about how this would result in more tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i continued going on and on about how adult life is so stressful to have to look after children, manage the allowances for the children, savings for the parents, or worse still in some cases - household incomes for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then i talked about how piling documents and proposals may lead to staying another night in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pleasures, i wrote about family and friends who are there to support you, to care for you, to give you all the love which would be already enough to overcome anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Now that i look at it, i think this should be considered a complaint letter. I never knew i am so professional in complaining. Guess they are right to call me an&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i wrote about 320 words. Oh, and i forgot to add on that i wrote a draft before improving and rewriting my composition on a fresh piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same for the situational writing as in the draft-and-improve-thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is...Er...Much worse. I think there would be a large possibility that i'm going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Section Two: Proposal writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You are recommended to write between 250-350 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-writes- EH? How come i wrote only 158 words?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one sure fail already. I think i didn't mention all the points. Wait, not think, it's &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;confirmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that i did not mention all the points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read my Chinese love novel now. You must be thinking: Wa, miracles really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happen. Gina reading a love novel?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, miracles do happen. But the reason why i borrowed a love novel is due to a unforgettable and incredibly interesting love novel i had borrowed from the school library last year, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;unintentionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It got me so immersed in the story that i had a crazy thought of lying to the librarian that i lost the book and paying for the fine in return for the interesting novel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYYYYEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7278194418761665861?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7278194418761665861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-mum-says-im-shallow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7278194418761665861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7278194418761665861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-mum-says-im-shallow.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SfHfRKa0-KI/AAAAAAAABKk/tjcV4PsHTK4/s72-c/Image044(15)-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7166384865000096005</id><published>2009-04-23T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:04:16.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stressed up. About Art, about Literature, about poetry, about how i would do for my english paper tomorrow, about my results, about &lt;u&gt;everything.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, am i really useless? I am not even good in any subjects. I do not have any talents. My mum used to tell me that i'm good in Art, but then, i think again, and i realised i'm not. But i am glad only God do not feel this way about me. AHHH what am i thinking? Stop those stupid voices of despair ringing incessantly over and over in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 would never be more stressed than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7166384865000096005?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7166384865000096005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/stressed-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7166384865000096005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7166384865000096005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/stressed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2192022262983762240</id><published>2009-04-20T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:40:48.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So super tired these few days. I'm lacking of sufficient sleep. Though i slept for 9 hours yesterday....But...Oh well. It's been so long since i had slept in class due to extreme fatigueness. And that i slept 2 hrs plus when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was plain busy running to so many places these days so sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nicole's church on Sat for youth gathering? The church people there....Was very scary indeed. Well, at least to me. So not used to the atmosphere there, but still. We all have one purpose in common which is to worship the one and only God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, i met up with LT and her friend. Well....I had to tag along though i don't like to meet up with someone i don't know. But i guess it's still ok because there's my cousin around. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed overnight at her house, decorating her birthday card secretly (ok, not really) and claimed that i'm doing a card for a friend. When i was finished with my work, she spun around and fortunately i was not my usual slow-self and flipped it over. I seriously thought she saw her big name on my card la...Then it'll not be a surprise anymore. Good for me, she didn't suspect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept at 4am! And now there's an explanation for my restlessness these few days ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we got up early to go to church to worship God! Somehow, this really perks me up. Service was fun, though the songs we sang were fewer than usual. The drama was great! Hahaha, but M18 la, sexual content haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To somewhere around Bugis with some of the cell-groups to have steamboat! The food was SO nice. But it's a pity i didn't manage to try the chicken soup and Ma La soup! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite boring...I guess that's because me and LT didn't really have that much anticipation as usual. We were really tired and i was falling asleep! About 3 plus, all of us sang a birthday song for LT! And brought out her present and cake, which i guess surprised her pretty much. Well, glad to see my dearest cousin being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped somewhere around Bugis with LT. So surprised to see a new shopping mall! We were so damn freezing cold there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after so long, i have a specific target in my mind. My aim is to strive for Ngee Ann Poly, with about 8 points for the course - Mass Comm.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm starting my study schedule tomorrow. This time, it'll be true. But definitely not today...Cos first, i need to regain the sleep i've lost! Goodnight people, sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2192022262983762240?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2192022262983762240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2192022262983762240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2192022262983762240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8149815152325957369</id><published>2009-04-17T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:24:56.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's start from yesterday first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged along with Jia En to have lunch with Fedora, Jia Jia (which is from our school also) and Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Jia was aunty-ing around and i was slow to realise that until i suddenly said to her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yay, we link!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fedora:&lt;/strong&gt; Are you sure you want to link with an aunty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and i found that ultimately funny and laughed till i almost lost my breath. Then i found myself laughing at Jia Jia everytime she talked or laughed. Cos she was funny - at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i laughed until i cried. Did something unglam. It's like, before i realised it, it was "out"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia En was incredibly quiet. It seemed like she passed her laughing power to me, and i passed my quiet power to her. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: It was super fun going out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was International Friendship Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a normal day to me except for the performance held. Stayed back for guitar lessons after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh-huh, done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.I hate poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to buck up on my Lit and Chem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8149815152325957369?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8149815152325957369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-start-from-yesterday-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8149815152325957369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8149815152325957369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-start-from-yesterday-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3713389015843822335</id><published>2009-04-15T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:44:09.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back Chem paper. Surprised that i actually failed, cos i thought it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, just have to work harder for SA1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature period was...Sick! The people in my class all contracted some viruses in their heads when Miss Tey asked all of us to create some sick poems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese oral exam after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Soh was my invigilator. Stammered all the way except for the reading part. I even nearly spoke english! Jia En....How dare you influence me...You are the reason why my chinese deproved. On the contrary, thank you for helping me improve my english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sigh, i'm such a good person.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Claudia and WW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3713389015843822335?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3713389015843822335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-back-chem-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3713389015843822335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3713389015843822335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-back-chem-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-766791400088643812</id><published>2009-04-14T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:58:29.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dinner with Chai Ying today! Tai Tai came but left a while later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting's mum had cooked dinner, so she had to eat hers at home before coming out to meet us. Had some bible-study and wanted to go to Hougang Plaza immediately cos i had the tendency to eat the delicious Chee Cheong Fan there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think we passed by Giodarno or Baleno or some shop selling cute Sesame Street tees and got seduced over. Didn't know that Chai Ying like Ernie! She's very cute lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH!! I like this, so cute! What's the name of this cartoon already ah? -points to Ernie- I only know this is Ernie, always bully this -points to the cartoon beside Ernie- one lor!! I want buy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Li Ting reserved two different designs of Sesame street tees while Chai Ying said she would be going to the Tampines outlet to buy the one she liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to wear those cute tees together to service. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hougang Plaza to have my Chee Cheong Fan. Feel so bloated now cos i ate so much just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Sunday going to have steamboat with my cell-group! Can't wait man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before i forgot, i failed my math by 4 marks. Suckkkkks, i shall study harder for my next test which is two weeks later. -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Math, fret not, i still love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-766791400088643812?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/766791400088643812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/dinner-with-chai-ying-today-tai-tai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/766791400088643812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/766791400088643812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/dinner-with-chai-ying-today-tai-tai.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2403903464222720738</id><published>2009-04-13T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:55:52.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at first disappointed and complaining about my Physics results, which i studied so hard for and still failed to get a passing mark. (which could be attained by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more mark -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipped through the paper and managed to find a mistake in the calculations the teacher made. I should have gotten two more marks. In the end i passed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite satisfied for my Chinese: &lt;strong&gt;33/50&lt;/strong&gt; but my father was not a bit satisfied -_-&lt;br /&gt;The best of all, i've attained &lt;strong&gt;4/25&lt;/strong&gt; for my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, how surprising is that. I studied the wrong topic? And ya know, how cool can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng showed us the photos of the effects of the Tamil Tigers rioting in Sri Lanka during SS period. One word: Disgusting. Photos of an woman's head being completely - And i mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - chopped off and innocent babies being chipped off of their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good riddance, i think i'm going to have nightmares tonight. (hopefully not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahahahaha dinner with some of my cell-group members tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2403903464222720738?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2403903464222720738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-back-my-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2403903464222720738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2403903464222720738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-back-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5758455979157894856</id><published>2009-04-11T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:06:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Jia En's church for easter! She really likes to waste money...Not only her, now i'm beginning to suspect her being a saddist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only she likes to waste money herself, she even asked me to take a cab from my house which is in AMK to AMK hub when i was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her and Julian, she wanted to take a cab cos both of them were getting impatient while waiting for the bus. Then i was like, "Jia En!!! Don't waste money la! Your mum's money very difficult to earn one leh!" But in the end, she took a cab anyway. I agreed but i didn't want to pay cos that was her idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met Jia En's friends, i felt so strange. Her friends...Are.....Are so WEIRD! OK, first impression. Anyway i'm not the only one who thought that way, Julian too. It's so different from the people in my church. Just plain weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i told Jia En that it would be the first and last time i would be going to her church cos i'm not used to the atmosphere and people there, but after service, i felt like being part of a member of HOGC. But of cos, i still love CHC. Considering to attend two churches a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Considering in progress........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was humorous. He talked about the kinds of shame we often face. There's one part whereby he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes you find it very hard to communicate to people. Take telling a joke for example. You may be one of those who find it very hard to make people laugh when you tell a joke. When the people did not laugh, you would feel awkward and shame. After about maybe a few secs, they would be like, Ha.Ha. and Ha (sarcastic). Or maybe they would laugh a few secs later cos they find you funny when nobody laughs at your joke. Or MAYBE, the joke may not be funny but when a particular person tells it, they would find it funny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -stares at Jia En- -points at Jia En- Ya lor ya lor!!! The one sitting beside me is a very good example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Jia En:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHAAHAHAHA!!! He like talking about me leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Obviously? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the GXT. Can't believe their ideas were so creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Episode 1: How to drink Bubble-tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 2: How to eat Roti-Prata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hilarious, especially the one on the techniques of eating roti-prata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, think i gotta go now. So long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5758455979157894856?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5758455979157894856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-jia-ens-church-for-easter-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5758455979157894856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5758455979157894856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-jia-ens-church-for-easter-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5786052645085355623</id><published>2009-04-10T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:18:46.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stomach upset. Just laosai-ed for the fourth time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to church with LT again finally! Oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we saw when we stepped into church is...Er....People? No no, second thing we saw were....Chai Ying and Jing Yan! Miss them so much, and of cos not forgetting - Jasmine, Wei Xian and the people of E402. Chatted with them and hope Chai Ying last long with her boyfriend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit weird though, cos Chai Ying and Jing Yan transferred to another cell group, then the others were like strangers to me and LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the songs, the church and the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly cried when some of them were playing the easter drama, "The Final Solution". They acted until so real! The part when Jesus was cruxified really made me feel like slapping the people who supported Linus (or something...? Couldn't really remember.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jesus...Whipped by the people on the cross until he finally died...It's like, hello, where's justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow managed to control those tears from falling. It seemed like everytime i go for service at CHC, my tears would just flow down unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, a lot of people went to the front near the stage so that the Pastor could pray for them. I am one of those included. Chai Ying prayed for me and Li Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget, i saw Yuki and Sok Yee in CHC today! I was so shocked cos CHC is like so big and there's like so many people, but we still managed to see one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to be in the arms of Jesus Christ forever. I hope i would not backslide again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5786052645085355623?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5786052645085355623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/stomach-upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5786052645085355623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5786052645085355623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/stomach-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4141353619932678367</id><published>2009-04-10T00:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:54:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the Drama SYF! My stomach felt wormy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actors and actresses all had done a very good job. To be fair, i think the sound and lighting crew did a pretty good job too. Oooooooops haha. It's true actually. Me and Claudia were trembling with nervousness when we got to the sound-and-lighting control room. It was dark and scary as we had the fear of screwing up everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, it was the first time we used the systems there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad the music we played ended pretty well and accurate. We didn't make any mistakes, thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the performance, Mr Ng (our principal) came with Mdm Cheng. They praised the actors and actresses for their good work and invited them to perform for the Arts Fiesta which is in coming July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it means that me and Claudia have to be in-charge of the sound again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Change of subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to ultimate boredomness and boliaoness, i shall introduce my pet in Pet Society and (fluff)Friends to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322731203992489282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sd4j1DjcDUI/AAAAAAAABKU/yPJAREz-G3M/s400/pet+society.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is my pet in Pet Society, called &lt;strong&gt;Rabep&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rabep doesn't have a story or profile, she's simply&lt;em&gt; cute&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322731207929105970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sd4j1SOADjI/AAAAAAAABKc/leJoKw4BsNU/s400/chicku.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is my pet in (fluff)Friends, named &lt;strong&gt;Chicku&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Chicku do have a story and profile which i spent about 20 mins brainstorming and typing it out.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a stupid story, but please hold in your laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Female &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cheery Woods of Animals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking For:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(fluff)Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Activities:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicku loves playing with the animals in the woods, having chirping sessions with the birds and chicks, playing (fluff)Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chicku loves munney, eating, my friends in the woods, my best friend Chicki, my mum, and last but not least...Facebook.com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Foods:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicku loves ice-cream, sweets, chocolates and other sweet stuff. But momma do not allow Chicku to eat too much of that sweet stuff so she has to force herself to start liking&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;vegetables! =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Places:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicku loves to visit her friends' houses, the woods, and of cos the warmly feeling of the place none other than her own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time, there is a chicken named Chicko. She was a cheery and kind little chicken with cute fluffy orange feathers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One day, God Of Chickens (Ok, for short let's call it GOC) told Chicko, "Due to the good deeds you've done, you will receive a present from me soon. Let me give you a hint - yellow." And the GOC disappeared in a blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chicko was curious and shocked at the same time. She wanted very much to know what the GOC actually meant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few days later, her stomach was suddenly in pain. She did not know what to do. Suddenly, an egg plopped down! It was golden in colour and she was flabbergasted because she didn't have a husband. How could she have gotten a child?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, she remembered what the GOC told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was grateful for the gift and named her child "Chicku".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chicku grew up to be a very cute and cheery chick. All the animals liked her and she frequently joined chirping sessions with other fellow chicks and the birds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One fateful day, Chicku's best friend "Chicki" suddenly brought something that looked squarish to the woods where Chicku, her mother and her friends lived. Chicki pressed a button and the screen lights up! The first website she typed and recommended to all the animals that was surrounding her including Chicku was: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.facebook.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody was delighted to find so many games in the website including "Pet Society", "Who Has The Biggest Brain", "Word Challenge" and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They decided to set up their own game named "(fluff)Friends" and this was how Chicku and her friends were known in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.facebook.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to church tomorrow for Easter! I really really really really miss church very much. I had been longing to go back to CHC for a long time but somehow didn't have the courage to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be going to Jia En's church on Saturday for Easter too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4141353619932678367?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4141353619932678367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-drama-syf-my-stomach-felt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4141353619932678367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4141353619932678367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-drama-syf-my-stomach-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sd4j1DjcDUI/AAAAAAAABKU/yPJAREz-G3M/s72-c/pet+society.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3251807600346820321</id><published>2009-04-07T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:28:03.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Math paper was so tough! On the contrary, Chem paper was easy to me. So i guess it should be alright. But one thing that is certain - I'm going to fail my Math paper really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's drama lesson was quite funny. Miss Ruby, Miss Grace's boss (i suppose) came and commented the actors on their projection, pronounciation etc. The actors had done a great job (even Mr Said and Miss Ruby thought so) and it was all Miss Grace's credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the chance to shout out our lighting and sound cues just now. Had much fun watching them act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU ACTORS!! DRINK MORE WATER AND EAT MORE FRUITS! DON'T EAT ANY HEATY STUFF BEFORE THE SYF YEAH?!?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 more days to Drama SYF!!&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/4734543939885039484-3251807600346820321?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3251807600346820321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/math-paper-was-so-tough-on-contrary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3251807600346820321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3251807600346820321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/math-paper-was-so-tough-on-contrary.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6506242490231003142</id><published>2009-04-06T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:39:24.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was the History test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually burnt the midnight oil yesterday for nothing. Cos when i came to school early this morning, i realised i studied the wrong topic! We were supposed to be tested on the history of Russia, Stalin but i memorised the topic on Germany, Hilter. -_-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, congrats to me for studying for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my instinct did not fail me. A feeling had shook me yesterday night, that the topics tested would be on Russia. So, i actually studied and memorised a few pages of that topic until i lost my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wrote down all the things (or rather. Crap) that i had memorised for Russia in my essay question. Though i didn't have the time to complete all my crap. But it's better than leaving the whole question blank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is so tough that i nearly wanted to give up on the subject yesterday. Ha...It's tough but interesting, that's why i took History in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 days to Drama SYF...&lt;strong&gt;Jiayou everybody!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6506242490231003142?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6506242490231003142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-today-was-history-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6506242490231003142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6506242490231003142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-today-was-history-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-9212114835139274228</id><published>2009-04-05T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:43:51.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like anything about my school now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, can i survive through my secondary school days? I hope so, but one thing i definitely know is that &lt;em&gt;i would not be happy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-9212114835139274228?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9212114835139274228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-like-anything-about-my-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/9212114835139274228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/9212114835139274228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-like-anything-about-my-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3998563141801315698</id><published>2009-04-04T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:56:21.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies. Thursday would already be the Drama SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while the exam starts on Monday, i'm very proud to say that i've been addicted to Pet Society these few days. Studied for only a hour of Physics after procrastinating for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more should be said. I shall off this computer now. But i just can't stand playing Pet Society because my pet Rabep is just so cute. *Awwwwwwww* I'm very angry though, cos i'm left with 16 coins after betting. It seems like Pet Society just do not want my cute *Rabep* to win! HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only won once, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it -_-&lt;br /&gt;I think i should end this Pet Society thing THIS INSTANCE NOW. Or else, i'll be going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3998563141801315698?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3998563141801315698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3998563141801315698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3998563141801315698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4510224089824662934</id><published>2009-04-01T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:39:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought Jolin's album already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i got to go study already, cos i haven't had the time to study these few days. I'm going to make up for the time i had lost and wasted. So, i guess i'll be gone from here for exactly a week. No procrastinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SdNEFTDpXaI/AAAAAAAABKM/PqMGoMfAxHg/s400/edited+ez-link.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, we exchanged our ez-link cards for new concession cards yesterday. And i rather have my old and super-damaged ez-link card back, because the new one was so...ORHPIANG! The colour was so dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, yuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama and YOG project tomorrow. Oh God, it's tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like a substitute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4510224089824662934?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4510224089824662934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-bought-jolins-album-already-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4510224089824662934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4510224089824662934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-bought-jolins-album-already-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SdNEFTDpXaI/AAAAAAAABKM/PqMGoMfAxHg/s72-c/edited+ez-link.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3326963275051990166</id><published>2009-03-30T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:08:50.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School as usual was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of Jia En who wanted me to post this, i ate her lunch which is spaghetti. OK, anyway, thank you for the free meal ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told her that since i ate her lunch, she should come my house to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised something. Throughout these few months hanging around with Jia En, i am gradually becoming more and more like her. Like how i laughed non-stop today cos she told me that when her mum comes home, she would press the doorbell and take out her keys to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how i laughed when she told me a joke about two oranges who dropped into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joke goes like this: Two oranges dropped into a river. One got saved. The other one shouted, "Help me, help me!" Why did the orange who got saved not save the one in the river?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Because the orange who dropped into the river was an English orange and the one who got saved was a Mandarin orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go eat dinner now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness lies in your own hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3326963275051990166?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3326963275051990166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-as-usual-was-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3326963275051990166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3326963275051990166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-as-usual-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-27027030300602942</id><published>2009-03-29T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:40:33.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc-DwbwJ1zI/AAAAAAAABKE/nBvnpSbuklI/s1600-h/smile+for+the+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318614553054533426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc-DwbwJ1zI/AAAAAAAABKE/nBvnpSbuklI/s400/smile+for+the+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out with dearest Yuki with the intention of studying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met her at Bishan library, paid my fines before proceeding to the children's section to borrow some english books. Yes, you are right, children's section. Seriously, i couldn't understand the books under the teenagers' section, and they are way too boring for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tried finding a place in the cafe, but after waiting for a few minutes, people occupying the tables were still busy eating, drinking or studying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuki's great idea - going to J8's MacDonalds to study. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, at first it went all well - She copied her notes while i was busy studying or rather, memorising texts in the Physics textbook. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But after just a few minutes, our eyebags started to get heavy. Without knowing it, we were distracted. Both of us started listening to music and singing to the songs, talking and eating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As expected. Haha. It was nobody's fault actually, it's just that the human mind is way too easy to get distracted. Using this as evidence, i realised that i &lt;em&gt;do have A.D.D. &lt;/em&gt;(Attention Defecit Disorder)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walked around J8 for a while, going to Popular and stuff. I saw Jolin's newest album! Oh damn, but when i checked my wallet, i realised that i had spent most of my money on food, stationaries and topping up my Ezlink card. I have no choice but to leave this to another time. But i was shedding-tears-of-yearning-for-the-album in my heart when i left the shop, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuki went to the basement to buy some food and we left for home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was fun going out with the obsessed-with-pink-girl today and i hope there'll be another chance for us to head out to see the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-27027030300602942?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/27027030300602942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-out-with-dearest-yuki-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/27027030300602942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/27027030300602942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-out-with-dearest-yuki-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc-DwbwJ1zI/AAAAAAAABKE/nBvnpSbuklI/s72-c/smile+for+the+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8389479236862777013</id><published>2009-03-28T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:49:59.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc4Lydx_onI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8el4ttLDKZA/s1600-h/jolin+tsai+hua+hu+die+album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318201171586818674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc4Lydx_onI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8el4ttLDKZA/s400/jolin+tsai+hua+hu+die+album.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolin Tsai, my favourite singer finally released a new album after no traces of her new albums for one year plus. And i'm so going to buy it soon, yes, soon. I missed the times when me and my cousin would discuss about her new albums, buying them together and listening to her songs together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my Math assessment, a little bit of my Chinese assessment and studied Physics today. Physics was so complicated with the definitions of velocity, acceleration and stuff. OK i admit that my english is so bad that i can't really understand what the book was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning english online now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, i need to be more kiasu already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8389479236862777013?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8389479236862777013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/jolin-tsai-my-favourite-singer-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8389479236862777013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8389479236862777013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/jolin-tsai-my-favourite-singer-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sc4Lydx_onI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8el4ttLDKZA/s72-c/jolin+tsai+hua+hu+die+album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7667310036976548272</id><published>2009-03-27T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:32:07.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to fail my Chemistry test so badly man. I forgot to write the superscripts for most of the ions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. So today i went to guitar after school alone, and it's the first time i did so. Usually when my friend didn't want to come, i would skip the CCA with her too. But i tested my courage today, and it was a challenge for me to face so many unfamiliar faces alone. I thought, i should learn to be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially it felt quite awkward to have no one to talk to, and i even thought that today's lesson would be so boring. Just then, i saw a girl from Drama Club who wanted to join guitar. And she sat beside me. Haha, thank God! I was not alone anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After guitar which lasted for about 1 hour plus, walked to the bus-stop with her. Amazingly, she goes to the same bus-stop as me. So we talked while waiting for our buses to come, and yup. Went home clumsily with the bulky instrument.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7667310036976548272?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7667310036976548272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-going-to-fail-my-chemistry-test-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7667310036976548272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7667310036976548272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-going-to-fail-my-chemistry-test-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8448079699978995079</id><published>2009-03-25T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:16:18.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime when people ask me if i'm happy in school or whatsoever, i may smile and say "Of cos." But when i am alone, i would think again and ask myself if i'm really happy in school. Then, i realised i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept having thoughts of transferring school. Perhaps, i just need to get away from reality so that i will be a happier person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not my usual self today with the sunken mood and was very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really confused about one thing - who should i be? Nowadays, i kept feeling insecure about some things. I can feel it, but i am not sure if it's true. The feeling of being hated really suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody seemed to notice, but i feel really extra sometimes. I'm stuck in this little world of mine, thinking whether i should follow other _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. I'm not saying it's my _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ fault, instead i think it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the "emo" post. Just in one of my moods these few days. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8448079699978995079?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8448079699978995079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/everytime-when-people-ask-me-if-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8448079699978995079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8448079699978995079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/everytime-when-people-ask-me-if-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7312808513282397459</id><published>2009-03-24T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:21:40.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was feeling quite rotten and unmotivated today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was PE. We ran 6 rounds around the area near our school and i'm having jelly legs now because of that. But glad to know that i finished the 2.4 running and i got in the 9th place with the time 16 mins 24 secs spent. (if i'm not wrong) A little more to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after i finished running, it rained. And we were stuck at the void deck. Mr don't-know-what had to call other PE teachers to take umbrellas to excort us. So drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the other periods, just feel plain rotten. I don't know why, i just feel like i'm being tossed into a bin by other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world would be a better place without moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to study and clear all my homework list now. Poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7312808513282397459?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7312808513282397459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/was-feeling-quite-rotten-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7312808513282397459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7312808513282397459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/was-feeling-quite-rotten-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7673733957641958569</id><published>2009-03-23T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:50:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SceHFL7Yu0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/x9McinlWTlk/s1600-h/choices+(drama).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316366408305130306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SceHFL7Yu0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/x9McinlWTlk/s400/choices+(drama).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School was plain tiring. I had to cancel out me and cousin's meeting for lunch after school because school has been extended to 3pm this term onwards, and also because we will be having drama lessons every Monday and Thur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess in these few weeks, i would hardly have the time to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon -&lt;/strong&gt; School until 3pm, stay back for drama until 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tue -&lt;/strong&gt; School until 3pm, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed -&lt;/strong&gt; School until 3pm, chinese remedial until 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thur -&lt;/strong&gt; School until 3pm, stay back for drama until 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri -&lt;/strong&gt; School until 1.10pm, stay back for guitar until to i-have-no-idea-what-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about today. But before that, a deepest apology to my cousin!!! Seriously, drama lesson after school today and school ending at 3pm from this term onwards was a last minute notice. Hope you would not be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCTVs have been activated from today onwards according to our principal. OK...So that means, no using of handphones and our actions would be all caught on the camera. So people, please do not text me during school hours unless at 11.25am because that would be our recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really need to rant on the change of recess time. It's already very tortorous for us to wait until 10.55pm for our recess time, and yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to go on a hunger strike and bury our heads in the books until 11.25am when the bell rings....That can already be considered as our lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, talking about handphones and CCTVs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, i lost most of my contacts for reasons i don't know. So please text me all your phone numbers if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin told me yesterday that the CCTVs had been put up in the lifts (and there's a screen outside the lift which shows what people were doing inside) around her house areas. And when her family was going home after dinner yesterday, she saw an auntie grabbing her private area in the lift! X:  think she was too slow to realise that there are already CCTVs being put up. But still, it was obscene ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, where was i again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, drama lesson was quite boring today. I sat at a corner revising my stuff and reading my magazine for 3 hrs while they were having SYF rehearsal. Basically, all i did was to rot there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to add - Zhi Ru was as pervertic and crazy as ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i realised i kept bumping into Yuki today and she said she was happy to see me!!! I'm flattered =P  we have so much fate! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go off now. Poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7673733957641958569?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7673733957641958569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-was-plain-tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7673733957641958569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7673733957641958569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-was-plain-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SceHFL7Yu0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/x9McinlWTlk/s72-c/choices+(drama).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8683126770050468330</id><published>2009-03-22T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:58:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScZfjSkpY-I/AAAAAAAABJs/cKIQ3IUo77Y/s1600-h/the+bestest+shopaholics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041470043055074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScZfjSkpY-I/AAAAAAAABJs/cKIQ3IUo77Y/s400/the+bestest+shopaholics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A quick post before proceeding to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with cousin today to Fareast and Bugis Street to do some shopping and i bought a shirt. Next destination as usual was to her house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had much fun with her and hope to see her soon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8683126770050468330?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8683126770050468330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-post-before-proceeding-to-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8683126770050468330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8683126770050468330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-post-before-proceeding-to-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScZfjSkpY-I/AAAAAAAABJs/cKIQ3IUo77Y/s72-c/the+bestest+shopaholics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2437909036922060796</id><published>2009-03-22T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:43:51.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the last day of the March holidays!!! Seriously, i don't anticipate going to school from this term onwards because of the principal who amended and added alot of school rules. Stricter rules; some in fact, is stupid to me. I have a feeling that i will be hating school more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment. Was supposed to get a new phone yesterday, but i didn't like any of the new models. So Papa got himself a new phone instead. And on Monday, Mama's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody has any phone to recommend? Nokia only, please. And it must be slim, and easy to slip into any pockets. That's all i ask for. For the functions, i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be going out with cousin for a shopping spree later. I mean...Window-shopping for me? I'm broke now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Why do i have to respect people's decisions all the time yet they just can't respect mine for even ONCE? Nevermind, maybe it's fated to be like that.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2437909036922060796?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2437909036922060796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-last-day-of-march-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2437909036922060796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2437909036922060796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-last-day-of-march-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5303685142230992230</id><published>2009-03-21T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:35:48.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed blogskin. I know it's not nice, but i think i would be using this until end of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied Physics yesterday, and i just need to rant on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newton's laws are just so hard to understand and to be remembered!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- It's already 3 plus now. Damn, i had been doing this skin since morning. Off to study now, cyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yuki, i'll do your quiz tomorrow. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5303685142230992230?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5303685142230992230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/changed-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5303685142230992230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5303685142230992230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/changed-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-497133682975132002</id><published>2009-03-19T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:31:13.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScIO_iHoTaI/AAAAAAAABJk/FaiSUzaD_H4/s1600-h/nokia+7210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314826994903960994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScIO_iHoTaI/AAAAAAAABJk/FaiSUzaD_H4/s400/nokia+7210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, i may be getting this phone i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a pretty exciting dream, but was cut off by my phone's alarm clock at 10am. Oh well, today's meet up with the VT grp 2 to discuss about the reflections which Mr Fong wanted us to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Woon was super late, and Jia En was late too. Actually i was also late but earlier than both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't really discussed anything. I think it should be called the "laughing-and-crapping-discussion". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, walked around AMK hub, was restless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-497133682975132002?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/497133682975132002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-i-may-be-getting-this-phone-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/497133682975132002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/497133682975132002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-i-may-be-getting-this-phone-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/ScIO_iHoTaI/AAAAAAAABJk/FaiSUzaD_H4/s72-c/nokia+7210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4460009409962715456</id><published>2009-03-18T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:57:15.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, i decided not to MIA anymore. I tried to control myself from computers, computers and more computers just now and i suceeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is, i nearly suffocated under the stress of Math. (It seemed like "his" love for me has faded again) I tried using so many solutions, but the answers in the answer booklet were just not the same as mine. Besides that, i nearly died from the excessive studying and reading just now. (OK, i'm lying) I have yet to finish up the book Wei Woon lent me - haven't even completed reading half a book and i was already having a severe headache which gave me an excuse to "rest". And that is why the &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Gina is here now! (I'm just running away from reality, so pardon me. I'm still far from it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i guess i do need a little space afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sinful now, cos i didn't really study just now. I studied for like, 15 - 30 mins? And i'm afraid history is going to repeat itself again...Like how i almost dropped to NA last year cos of my laziness, over-procrastination and playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to plan my study and computer time which is going to last till the end of CA2. This is going to be my intensive study-timetable! (Maybe...Not really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mondays - Morning:&lt;/strong&gt; School till 2.30pm / (Drama after school?) / Reach home: 3pm / Rest till: 3.30pm / Study till: 6.30pm (with 15 mins break in-between) / Dinner: 7pm / Use the comp till: 8.30pm / Bathe / Study till: 11pm / sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays -&lt;/strong&gt; Morning: School till 2.30pm / Reach home: 3pm / Rest till: 3.30pm / Study till: 6.30pm (with 15 mins break in-between) / Dinner: 7pm / Use the comp till: 8.30pm / Bathe / Study till: 11pm / sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesdays -&lt;/strong&gt; Morning: School till 2.30pm / Chinese lessons after school till: 3.30pm / Reach home: 4pm / Rest till: 4.30pm / Study till: 7pm (with 15 mins break in-between) / Dinner: 7pm / Use the comp till: 9pm / Bathe / Study till: 11pm / sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursdays -&lt;/strong&gt; Morning: School till 2.30pm / Drama lessons after school till: 5pm / Reach home: 5.30pm / Rest till: 6pm / Study till: 7pm / Dinner: 7pm / Bathe / Study till: 11pm / sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fridays -&lt;/strong&gt; Morning: School till 2.30pm / Guitar lessons after school till: 3.30 or 4pm / Reach home: 4.30pm / Rest till: 5pm / Study till: 7pm / Dinner: 7pm / Use the comp till: 9pm / Bathe / Study till: 11pm / sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturdays -&lt;/strong&gt; Study from 2pm to 7pm, Comp from 8pm to 12am (O.O), sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sundays -&lt;/strong&gt; Study from 11am to 1pm, maybe would be going out, Comp from 8pm to 10pm, study till 11pm, sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, done. I'm feeling so ~.~ (what's that word again...?) now at the thought of the project discussion about the Vietnam trip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been enjoying throughout the Vietnam trip, forgetting all about the reflections and presentation we had to do when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway. According to my father, i am going to have a change of phone soon. I don't really have any expectations for my new phone. A phone's functions doesn't matter much to me anymore; All those touch-screen crap, 5 mega-pixels camera or express-music thingy doesn't interest me - not anymore. Cos sooner or later...I'm going to buy myself a new camera and a new mp3 or 4, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg?! It's already 11:36 PM now?!?!?! Forget it, i shall sleep now. No wonder i'm so tired, i had completely forgotten about the time! Bye-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S:&lt;/i&gt; Guess my blog's gonna have a change of layout again - i think it's not good enough. I'm such a perfectionist. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, ignore my previous post. Thanks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4460009409962715456?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4460009409962715456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-i-decided-not-to-mia-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4460009409962715456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4460009409962715456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-i-decided-not-to-mia-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8490352937552027390</id><published>2009-03-18T13:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:18:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys! I think i'll be going on hiatus for a week or so. I'm going to flee from the obsession/temptation of computers. I believe i can. But the main reason is that exams are coming, so i'm going to study. (though i still hadn't got myself back in the studying-mood yet ._. My soul is flying away in Vietnam~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put up a music-video - a song by Rainie Yang which i used to like very much. OK, and i have to admit - i'm lagging behind music. I really am going to listen to the radio these few days already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bye guys! Enjoy your March holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ON HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;KEEP THE COMMENTS ROLLING IN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8490352937552027390?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8490352937552027390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-i-think-ill-be-going-on-hiatus-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8490352937552027390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8490352937552027390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-i-think-ill-be-going-on-hiatus-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3966981976847564402</id><published>2009-03-17T17:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:47:19.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314119917844433970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sb-L6OzyDDI/AAAAAAAABJM/Vt-luqPP5j8/s400/Image003(18)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;center&gt;._. Laugh all you want. I know it's ugly, and guess what, this would be my IC photo which would follow me for 10-20 years ._. (according to my father) Blame me for my fatigueness that day just after coming back to Singapore from the Vietnam trip!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm so today was OK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to meet Jia En at AMK MRT at 1pm, and i was punctual. It ended up me having to wait for her for 45 mins! What's worse's that, she even brought a guy friend along without informing me ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to AMK hub to book the movie tickets for Marley &amp;amp; Me, and went to Mos Burger to get some food. Jia En made me sooooo hungry! &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, the movie was quite funny and touching. But something that i found quite annoying is that a girl sitting somewhere behind me was constantly saying loudly, "So cute!". Like people don't know what's cute -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she's like, imitating some parts of what the characters said la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, next time when you're in a cinema, please talk softly, if not, keep the comments to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog died at the end =( tears were welling up in my eyes when the characters cried, but luckily i controlled myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was so good. You guys really have to watch.&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/4734543939885039484-3966981976847564402?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3966981976847564402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-so-today-was-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3966981976847564402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3966981976847564402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-so-today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sb-L6OzyDDI/AAAAAAAABJM/Vt-luqPP5j8/s72-c/Image003(18)-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4229968009817603889</id><published>2009-03-16T18:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:13:37.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, i've changed my blogskin. (hopefully i would not change nor make anymore blogskins a couple of months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments ya? Ya i know, that stupid girl face which i drew ruined the whole thing. I did that using MS paint, do rate whether you think it's nice or ugly at the end of this post. If i got rated super down, &lt;s&gt;i'll kick whoever rates me down&lt;/s&gt; i'll take the picture down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the clever me just resolved the problem of the Flash player!! Oh, cleverest one ain't i? &lt;s&gt;OK before you guys stab me, i'm just joking.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel so sinful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied after 1 week plus of relaxing!!! I need....To concentrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4229968009817603889?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4229968009817603889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys-ive-changed-my-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4229968009817603889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4229968009817603889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys-ive-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4994082368031174485</id><published>2009-03-16T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:07:24.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, i think my computer got a new virus again. Now, i can't watch videos on Youtube nor edit photos on Photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid flash player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A CHANGE OF COMPUTER, SERIOUSLY. It is giving me alot of troubles everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I went back to school just now to make my IC. Like, finally i'm getting an IC. I've grown up!! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to AMK hub to have beef noodles at food court with Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somehow tempted by the roti-pratas at the second floor when we passed by. So, after the beef-noodle-meal, i had two roti-pratas and one teh-tarik. It's not like i'm still not full, it's just that i'm very tam jia. Everybody who knows me knows that right? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i took a bus home instead of walking home. I can't walk any further! My stomach was heavy and my legs were too weak to hold the weight of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of today's story-telling. (wth?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4994082368031174485?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4994082368031174485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-i-think-my-computer-got-new-virus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4994082368031174485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4994082368031174485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-i-think-my-computer-got-new-virus.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8970978354431878245</id><published>2009-03-15T15:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:10:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are the photos i took in Vietnam. More in my friends' cameras. May upload more once they sent me. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sbyy5hMWWGI/AAAAAAAABJE/D1HA8b2vefY/s1600-h/Zg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313318361622796386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sbyy5hMWWGI/AAAAAAAABJE/D1HA8b2vefY/s400/Zg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313318362822706146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sbyy5lqbg-I/AAAAAAAABI8/l4ZV8rs2pUs/s400/Wht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313318358681523330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sbyy5WPGFII/AAAAAAAABI0/l-Hd1XIh_b8/s400/Tibav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313318348469472114" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I'm lazy to put the captions =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-8970978354431878245?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8970978354431878245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-photos-i-took-in-vietnam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8970978354431878245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8970978354431878245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-photos-i-took-in-vietnam.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sbyy5hMWWGI/AAAAAAAABJE/D1HA8b2vefY/s72-c/Zg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7683731711992907203</id><published>2009-03-14T13:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:41:49.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, i'm so lazy to post but i shall post since i had not been posting for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised something? I un-privated my blog! But remember, i can switch back to private anytime..... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...Oh ya!!!! By the way, i just came back from Vietnam yesterday! So i shall post about our 7-days-trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Saturday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early. My parents sent me to the airport. Saw Wei Woon and one by one, all of the students who are going to Vietnam came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were so tam chia!! They went to a food court in the airport to eat breakfast right after we reached the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and soon it was time for us to board the plane. I sat beside Amanda and Sok Yee and Sok Yee kept telling me how it was like to sit on a plane. (Just because the last time i sat on a plane was when i was three years old. Like, how could i remember anything?) So yeah, she told me that our ears would get blocked or there'll even be a sharp pain in our ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freakingly scared when the plane was about to fly off. I guessed that sitting on a plane was scary when Sok Yee told me, but it was SCARIER than what i'd imagined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually screamed (ok, shout) because when it setted off, my stomach have got a funny feeling and i think i nearly flew up. I thought that i was going to faint because my head was kind of giddy (or maybe it was just imagination) and i held on tightly to the seat in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few minutes, i got used to it and i watched Twilight. Then the food came. Braised chicken rice with herbs was delicious. I was super full after the meal because there's pineapple whatever dessert, apple juice, plain water, biscuits and bread on one single tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight was ok, though i thought it was somehow no-link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 3 hrs, we finally reached Vietnam. And i realised i had no plane-sickness -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam was colddddddddddd! The traffic was very jialat with very few traffic lights too. The cars and motorcycles would not stop for someone who's crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at a local restaurant in Hanoi. At first i didn't feel like eating their food cos i thought i would not be used to the food there. But after i tried a few dishes, i was yearning for more and more!! In fact, i loved all the dishes on the table =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the delicious meal, we setted off to a local school in Hanoi - Doan Thi Diem Secondary School. They welcomed us by helping us with our luggages and a warm hello. We went to their AV room and two of the students would be paired up together to a Vietnam student for the homestay which is two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i paired up with Yuki (chosen by Mr Liang) and i didn't know her at first. Our host (Vietnam student) was a pretty girl which is younger than us by a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought us to her house which was only one road away from the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were amazed when we reached her house. It was 4 storeys high and we were even more amazed when we stepped into their house. The living room was very big and neat. It looked so elegant! The toilets were large too. There's a glass separating the showering section from the toilet-bowl-and-basin section. And the lights were super grand!! (those you could find in those really grand restaurants) There's a garage also! A big car and a motorcycle! You can't imagine the shock on my face when i saw the car as i was climbing the stairs. And me and Yuki were laughing like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like strangers with the host but the host kept finding topics to talk about. Yeah, then we bathe and had dinner outside together with the host's parents, her little sister and her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered me freezing outside the restaurant even with a jacket and long jeans. We had seafood and the host's dad brought us to shopping in a supermart. I purchased chewing gums and wallets with very cheap prices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till now, me and Yuki still can't believe that a pair of Nikey shoes there cost for only about $30 - $40!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to the host and her best friend, the things we thought were cheap were actually expensive to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like hyper-ing around the supermart talking to the host and her best friend, until i realised Yuki was damn quiet. Found out that she was tired O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dad drove us back home, took some photos and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was laughing damn loudly deliberately to wake her up, and at the same time found something funny X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed with me and it was not until a few minutes until i felt tired too so i let her sleep X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Woke up earlier than our host =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i realised her name is Zang. So, Zang's dad drove us to some restaurant to have breakfast. I ordered chicken noodle soup and Yuki ordered beef noodle soup. I like noodles from Vietnam. We can't find it anywhere in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad drove us to meet up with the others at a shopping mall after our meal. Saw JE, WW they all like finally. Miss them so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around, then was led by some of them to some night markets. So cool, the things were as cheap as ever. I bought some keychains and a shawl and a LARGE teddy bear together with Amanda and Jia En! We bargained with the help of some of the Vietnamese students =) Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at KFC! The food was nice but super oily, especially the chicken. I ate fillet burger meal. Was sitting with Amanda, Yuki, Soon Min, Wei Woon, Jia En. Yuki really made us laugh like siao. She was damn humorous la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued our shopping, and sadly, we had to bid goodbye to everyone again cos we would be going to watch a movie with Zang and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what movie we watched but damn, it was boring. I would have fell asleep in the cinema if Yuki had not poked me. Ya, so Zang and her family did not enjoy the movie too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Zang's house. Ate quite alot. Then i realised that Vietnamese like to serve people with large amount of dishes. They are so friendly and warm =) I really feel like i'm part of their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had just started on our dinner, Jia Xin and Zhi Yin and their host came, followed by Fathul and his host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined them to play in Zang's bedroom after the meal. They played taupok and chatted quite alot while i just watched them and laughed. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;And yeah, i feel so stupid.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left after about 1 hr and me and Yuki went to bathe. I got a sore-throat after so much laughing! Like, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to bed but my stomach was rumbling. Laughed loudly to wake Yuki up (again -_-) and shared my packet of Cheezels with her. I just love to crap at night. So after eating the tidbit, she wanted to sleep but i distracted her with my laughter and my craps once again. Slowly, i got tired and slept. Lame right me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Monday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early as we had to go to the school to have lessons with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with Zang's family in the living room for the last time. =( Pizza and milk! Oh i'm lovin' it! Gave them souvenirs and left for their school with Zang of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were kind of late. When we reached, everybody was already there. There's concert, and we (Hougeans) had to perform our HSM3 dance and the "Xi Shua Shua" dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so high on the stage. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, the concert ended and we were all released to the classes. Grp 2 (my grp) was assigned to the music class. We sang songs with everyone, which i thought was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our self-introduction to the Vietnamese students too, and they gave us presents like we were some popular singers holding a concert or something. I received four =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to meet the other Hougeans and play games with the Vietnamese students after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had buffet lunch at the AV room. Haha, that was when i realised that they love to drink Coca Colas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then i forgot what happened after that. Just remembered that we checked into a hotel called "Flower Garden Hotel" at night and we had fun going into other people's room to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had reflection time about the homestay in Jia Xin's room with Mr Fong, Mr Liang and the other Hougeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about the third day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Tuesday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and had breakfast in the hotel before heading off to DTD school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed clothes which were going to last us for two days. We went to DTD Primary school first, as they had some meeting for discussions. Ate the kweh there and it was like super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to DTD Secondary School after that. Had to teach them how to use our E-learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, we cannot access to the E-learning website, so we did Math @ ace-learning instead. Thu was my buddy! We were like frowning at the Math questions, and i completely did not know how to do the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu was much cleverer. She gave me almost every answer for every question and most of them were right! Heard that Vietnamese were good in Math and that their Math is much more difficult than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i got through the difficult 15 questions and i had 10/15 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu's work! Must thank her for that =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid goodbye as we were going to leave the school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that was souvenirs exchange time. Zang gave me lots of presents! And even for my parents....I really appreciate them......The small note she wrote for me was really touching too. Though we only met for a few days, she could see me through me. Haha, omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt some close friends would even know the qualities about me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Zang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were allowed to chat with the Vietnamese students and take photos before leaving the school. When it was time to go, me and Yuki couldn't take it anymore and we cried! Hugged Zang for the very last time and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Woon and her host cried too...Then me and WW were like emo-ing in the bus for a few minutes. Seriously, each time i think of the note she wrote for me, i really feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch at another restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three hours of bus-ride to Halong! (if i'm not wrong? But i'm certain of the hours spent in the bus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so-not my usual self cos of the sunken mood before. But "revived" after dinner...Sort of? Boarded the bus which led us to a hotel called "Royal International Hotel". It was big and me and WW had trouble finding our friends cos of the many different blocks from A-Z....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my shampoos and lots of things!! Damn my SSTM. Thought that they excorted all our luggages to the hotel but they were in Hanoi, sadly -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Then went to Amanda's room for awhile, went back to our room and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5: (Wednesday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by Wei Woon, had breakfast together with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate alot, waited for some time for the bus to come to fetch us to Halong Bay. Stopped halfway to do some shopping. Wanted to buy my jeans, but it's very expensive to me and the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my friends to finish buying their things, boarded the bus. This time, to the junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery was very nice. We ate our lunch inside the junk before heading to our destination - a cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised i forgot to take photos inside the cave ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, wth but it's ok. It was very dark and stuffy inside. Ya, then see this see that and we saw the light (went out of the cave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's actually quite boring inside the cave so i didn't mention alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbed down the "stairs" (rocks) and crossed a bridge which leads us back to the junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through, my shoelace undid itself and i nearly fell down ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Yan saw it as she was just behind me and that's how i got the name "Dong Dong Qiang" since. Grrrr, keep cursing me, stupid Kai Yan! X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what i'm talking about, it's ok =) Just keep reading on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the junk, watch the sceneries, sang songs and etc, and i was buddied up with Fedora to sleep together in the junk. Eh, wait. Don't freaking get the wrong idea please -_- I mean, stay together in one room for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathe, had dinner, reflection time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to our room, shared alot of secrets with each other, gossiped. It was fun talking with Fedora. And something made me sooooo surprised =O Fedora, you should know what i'm talking about right? &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, Kai Yan and Ida came to find us. That stupid Kai Yan hor, scared me again with the ghostly vid she had in her phone. Made me scream ._. And made Fedora scream too cos she was shocked by my scream ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to their room for awhile, went back to our room and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6: (Thursday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by Soon Min who was constantly knocking on our window to wake us up ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i remembered that Mr Fong wanted all of us to meet at the junk's upper deck to do some morning exercises together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed up, went up to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the morning exercises, had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all sat on sambans (not sure if my spelling is correct) with our life jackets to view the beautiful scenery at a closer look. Did alot of cheers and saw alot of monkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waved at the foreigners who were sitting at sambans near to us too. I bet they loved us alot cos they kept taking photos of us =P LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, we were back at the junk again. Had some reflection-thingy about our parents again. Jia En and some others cried cos they missed their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for lunch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finished our food, the boat already reached Halong Bay where we once were on the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid goodbye, gathered, boarded the bus and back to Hanoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, three hours of bus-ride again! Slept almost throughout the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited an orphanage, played with the children there. And i'm so blur to leave the things i wanted to give them on the bus ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at a restaurant at like, 5pm? Too early for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the bus back to Flower Garden Hotel and i was already starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in, bathe, reflection time, ate instant noodles and snacks, watched Powerpuff Girls on TV and slept. I wanted to party the whole night that day cos it was already the last night we were staying in Vietnam! But i was really tired and couldn't control myself.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7: (Friday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by Wei Woon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast in the hotel. Went for some shopping in the supermart Zang and her family brought us to in the first day, and off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Tim (our tour-guide from Day 1-7) cried. He said he'll miss us alot. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid goodbye to Vietnam and boarded the plane. Sat with a HGP girl called Felice and Yuki sat beside Felice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the plane was about to fly off, held on to Yuki's and Sok Yee's hands damn tightly. I've no plane sickness but i've got plane fright you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouted again and again and i was so scared i would fly up. And i nearly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed at my stupidity while panicking until there's tears in my eyes. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time round, i didn't watch any movie. I listened to music and played games instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food came and it's nice, but not more than the braised chicken rice with herbs i ate when we flew from Singapore to Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for an hour plus, and by the time i woke up, it's already reaching Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took our luggages when we reached the airport and met up with our loved ones. Took one last photo with Wei Woon and her family before boarding the taxi to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed everybody so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wished time could rewind and remain....You guys rock! And rock on more! 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;It is.....True?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7683731711992907203?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7683731711992907203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-im-so-lazy-to-post-but-i-shall-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7683731711992907203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7683731711992907203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-im-so-lazy-to-post-but-i-shall-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-6107771473519364767</id><published>2009-03-05T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:05:14.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Mr Cheong for not banning handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just put up a new playlist, which consist of the songs i like long long time ago. They...Just brings back memories. And they are undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-6107771473519364767?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/6107771473519364767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-would-be-taking-break-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6107771473519364767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/6107771473519364767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-would-be-taking-break-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-1575874554266205858</id><published>2009-03-04T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:11:13.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should have updated yesterday, but i was too exhausted after a laughing day to Chinatown with JE and WW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JE was crazy...Almost everything i said cracked her up. She said she was easy to appease. I think in fact, she was TOO easy to appease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway. We went to Chinatown to get some souvenirs for the VT. Everything is so cheap! I should have saved more money and maybe get a cheap camera there if i'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't snap any photos yesterday cos i left my phone at home due to my carelessness and SSTM -_- So, i'm deeply sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached home yesterday, it's already like 8pm. I was already in bed by 9pm..Was so tired! JE drained all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school today as the Art teacher said he wanted to teach me and WW how to paint for the VT. And presenting to you...Our painting! (Mr Tan, WW, me, WW's dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309314708667984498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sa55mPrpanI/AAAAAAAABDc/jHt_EYUiB5U/s400/Vta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309314700181738674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sa55lwEXlLI/AAAAAAAABDU/6NvzwGrmlEQ/s400/Gha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised that Miss.T is a boring teacher...She may be pretty, but i agree with the saying: &lt;em&gt;We must not judge a book by it's cover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's real...! She seriously nearly hypnotised me and the others without jokes, and just looking quite fierce and left us to die with a worksheet, and even asked us to write an essay ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Said! Come back and get well soon! We miss your face and your jokes! Hope you've got no more MC leaves anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies....It's already Wednesday, and i'll be leaving for Vietnam in three days' time. Miss me? You'd better be &gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-1575874554266205858?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/1575874554266205858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-have-updated-yesterday-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1575874554266205858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/1575874554266205858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-have-updated-yesterday-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sa55mPrpanI/AAAAAAAABDc/jHt_EYUiB5U/s72-c/Vta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7196153924608559390</id><published>2009-03-02T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:29:02.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh, i just realised that i don't really know how to use my phone's camera this morning -_- I had been using the phone for about 1 year or more now, so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WW actually was the one who taught me how to focus my pictures to make it clear when it was the first time she was using my phone's camera feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't even know there's such crap~! But glad i know now, cos i don't have to edit my pics for the sake of making them clear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These were the pics we took in class - Focus focus FOCUS! :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545242907076914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9xcWQ6TI/AAAAAAAABDM/FuTrr7Tlbmc/s400/Image101(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545236538796418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9xEn8qYI/AAAAAAAABC8/gaVX30T96KM/s400/Image100(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545234879848898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9w-cbIcI/AAAAAAAABC0/HT1SaR3yJ3s/s400/Image099(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the stupid thing that tempted me during recess. Agnes and Cheryl~! &gt;(&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9xcN31lI/AAAAAAAABDE/g-hw-kmydLg/s1600-h/Image102(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545242871879250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9xcN31lI/AAAAAAAABDE/g-hw-kmydLg/s400/Image102(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After school was super fun. Practiced for our VT performance dance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Embarassing lah...Jia Xin kept staring at me in the beginning cos i think i did some steps wrongly or something &gt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;But after a few minutes, we all got the hang of the dance steps and everyone had fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall not reveal anything more than that first, not after the VT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok...I'm going to be so busy these few days / weeks. Mr Said said that one week a day of drama lessons were not enough...So he's going to make it two days per week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe Monday or Friday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If it's on Monday, then: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Mon &amp;amp; Thur drama lessons&lt;br /&gt;- Tue nothing&lt;br /&gt;- Wed extra Chinese lessons&lt;br /&gt;- Fri guitar lessons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is going to be damn tiring...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school, maybe have to stay back for the VT dance performance thing. Then going to Hg Mall with JE and WW to get some stuff first, before heading to Chinatown to get souvenirs for the VT homestay thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to stay back like everyday this whole week....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously need to plan my time to study already. I have been procrastinating these days - again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner-time. Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7196153924608559390?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7196153924608559390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh-i-just-realised-that-i-dont-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7196153924608559390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7196153924608559390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh-i-just-realised-that-i-dont-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Sau9xcWQ6TI/AAAAAAAABDM/FuTrr7Tlbmc/s72-c/Image101(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-9218823971455277158</id><published>2009-03-01T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:43:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228353630084338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqdkDzHHPI/AAAAAAAABCU/iNx2REr4E6I/s400/we+have+joy+we+have+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went out AGAIN today and my $90+ flew away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;United Square to clear my wishlist there. Went to Watsons to buy some of the things needed for my VT. I realised i had been going there for straight 4 Sundays. Everything in my house would be bought from Watsons soon....BAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216651120930546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqS64jgbvI/AAAAAAAABCM/VgRD8aDkvKs/s400/motion+pills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216641158013906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqS6TcKY9I/AAAAAAAABB0/D_hiX_eToYo/s400/milk+lotion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216649682534018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqS6zMkPoI/AAAAAAAABCE/RDJy4_pzUQQ/s400/teeth+floss+and+mouth+rinse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, i think i need to improve on my photography skills -_- Sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought my shirt from a no-brand shop, but for goodness sake, it's a legal shop. I LOVE IT. LT chose it for me as my Chip &amp;amp; Dale shirt was out-of-stock already -__- Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216643476951682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqS6cFCkoI/AAAAAAAABBs/kMMwfbS0OeM/s400/wonderwoman+tee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is pink day~! Why? Cos everywhere i went, i saw pink things and surprisingly though i'm not a pink person, they became part of my wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, see the pink tee and the pink-and-white track shoes i bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308216644662533650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqS6gftHhI/AAAAAAAABB8/ms2bR2gGM-8/s400/track+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PINK. You know, it's the colour i hate most but everything pink appealed to me today. Maybe.....I'm starting to like pink! Omg, the sky's going to fall!!! Run for your lives, peooople!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_- I had been so lame these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually targetted on a t-shirt which costs like, $89? Woah...I wonder how long would it take for me to save my money up to this amount. I have to sacrifice my food these few weeks, get tempted by my friends' food, like: Laksa, fishball noodles, rice.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOOOO. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok anyway, where was i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, after buying my stuff and shopping, me and LT went to eat MOS. That stuff really reminded me of EH. We hadn't been going out for so long....Like, two months? I shall ask her out someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took neoprints. It used to be our every-Sunday routine. But cos we had been broke for months, we stopped after that. I totally lost my inspiration of decorating neos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228368225361010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/Saqdk6K5XHI/AAAAAAAABCs/IJiK_aMA-mY/s400/1+march+2009+-+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228364459932946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqdksJJfRI/AAAAAAAABCk/9PA4IpVkKW8/s400/1+march+2009+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308228361071809826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqdkfhW1SI/AAAAAAAABCc/9JXtSd-n8dk/s400/1+march+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And after a happy day of eating, shopping, buying things and taking neoprints, we went our separate ways.&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/4734543939885039484-9218823971455277158?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/9218823971455277158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-out-again-today-and-my-90-flew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/9218823971455277158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/9218823971455277158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-out-again-today-and-my-90-flew.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaqdkDzHHPI/AAAAAAAABCU/iNx2REr4E6I/s72-c/we+have+joy+we+have+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2817796650783885388</id><published>2009-03-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:22:05.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so hungry right now. Suffering from aches everywhere too. I think it's because of the 3.6 km of running yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so-not feeling well...I'm afraid i'm going to get sick again soon. I feel like puking! Everytime when there's some special events coming, i would be the one who's sick. Or worse still, on that particular day itself. Am i unlucky or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was learning some "chim" english from blog-hopping just now...And man! Xiaxue's english is so good! I'm envious! I learnt like 50+ words from her website itself in a day and still going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks JH for teaching me Physics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm going out tomorrow to get some pills, a pair of track shoes and maybe a windbreaker for the VT (Vietnam trip for short). I'm going to get some blouses too, since the money i saved up are useless anyway. My mum disallow me to get a camera...Wth. Forget it, i rather spend it on the things i had been yearning for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, passed by this blog just now and it's real hilarious. I was even thinking of learning a thing or two of humour from this website. Of cos, apart of the horny contents -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger's randomness cracked me up too. Some like: "The chicken crossed the road with me." or "The platypus crossed the road with me." But too bad! He went on hiatus after posting about....6 posts? I was yearning for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wehatexiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://wehatexiaxue.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sighs* Bloggers with humour really "die" after making people laugh for only short period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, why am i even talking about this. I'm going....Out of topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep soon to conceal my hunger....See ya my faithful readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2817796650783885388?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2817796650783885388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-hungry-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2817796650783885388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2817796650783885388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-hungry-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7514367035142804140</id><published>2009-02-28T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:31:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah....I can die from term 2 onwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Since this new principal came, he changed so much rules... (though he promised not to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything would change from Term 2 onwards. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these was what i heard from people when we were discussing about the new school rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;School uniform would be changed to something yellow -__-  And heard that it would be a pinafore like Hougang Primary's~! Omg...PE shirt yellow colour already still not enough...I know why he like yellow so much lah. Cos his name starts with "Huang" what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One hour for one period! That means lessons would be extended...What if we have extra lessons or CCAs after school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Handphones would be banned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CCTVs in every classroom and maybe even...Toilets. (Not in the cubicles of cos -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;School gates would be closed on 7.30pm. And those who are late for 3 times or more would be expelled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;People who play truancy or skip classes would get suspended or their parents would be called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time i saw this principal, i already knew he was a very strict one. I could see it from his cunning eyes, like Stalin's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, sucks. I agree with rule 6, but for the others, he didn't have to make the rules so.....Exaggerated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he would understand our feelings if he was the student. Nobody is perfect you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HS suck big time right now cos of changes. Everybody hates it. I believe everybody wants Mr Chia to come back now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chia, we miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7514367035142804140?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7514367035142804140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/wah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7514367035142804140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7514367035142804140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-2400617977440506942</id><published>2009-02-27T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:07:20.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was cool. Everybody in the school got to wear the super bright and striking yellow PE t-shirt to school. It was for easy identification for Mr Ng who would be driving around in his car to see which students did not go home immediately after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it would be a pretty busy day for me today. In the late afternoon, there would be Cross Country. And in the evening, me and my mum had to go back to school for the "Vietnam Trip" briefing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired i don't feel like moving around now -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that it would rain cats and dogs and there would be lightning and thunder later on, so that we don't have to go for the Cross Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me personally, Cross Country's just a waste of bus-fares, energy and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to run. Oh, can you imagine that! Two large rounds around Punggol Park. And i mean LARGEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i just wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised that the scary encounters that i'd been having can be explained by scientific explanations. What's more's that, it is also considered an advantage. It's normal also, so i don't need to worry so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you wikipedia and _ _ _ _ ian! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go rest on my sofa for 1 hrs + to wait for time to pass now. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt; Omg, the sky is clear!!! Cry, sky, cry. Cry and scream with all your might. I believe it would be an advantage for everyone in HS too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S/S:&lt;/strong&gt; It's still not raining!!! Come on sky, you can do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-2400617977440506942?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/2400617977440506942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2400617977440506942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/2400617977440506942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-5470669123499398399</id><published>2009-02-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:40:48.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was so tired today as i slept only 4 hrs yesterday night -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i don't want to sleep OK, i CAN'T. And i'm pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was....Normal. Let's skip to something more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me and Agnes were eating at some void-deck as i felt like eating instant noodles. We bought our food at the Econ near our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly rained heavily when we were eating. After that, we wanted to go back to school through the back-gate as it was nearer, but unfortunately, it was locked! So we had to walk all the way to the front-gate. Luckily i brought an umbrella, but it didn't help much. Agnes kept screaming on the way LOL. Drenched but exciting. By the time we reached school, we looked like we just had a bath LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun watching people act, especially Agnes. Hahaha, suitable Sarah role!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to like hold "Henry's" hand, which is already quite awkward for me. Somemore the role is played by a Sec 5 guy whom she don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Zhi Ru (if i remembered correctly) still suggested them to kiss! LOL! I really wondered what he was thinking that time...Crazy guy -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Henry" almost strangled him to death and everybody was having fun laughing and asking Zhi Ru to demonstrate his own suggestion first. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more ridiculous was, Zhi Ru really walked over to Agnes when Miss Grace jokingly said, "You go and kiss her lor." LOL! I'm smelling a rat here....Hahahaha. Ok, i'm just joking X: Agnes' going to kill me if she saw this LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really enjoying watching the people who were going to act in the SYF playing the "Hot-sitting (if i'm not wrong again...?)" game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: The selected person would have to sit on a chair in front of everyone else, and once the person sat on it, he/she has to become another character. They cannot be themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes acted as a very vain girl! Which i think was very suitable and pretty well, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i'm not acting. I would be adjusting the lightings and be in charge of the sound systems backstage with Mr Said on the SYF! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to every Thursday's Drama class! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-5470669123499398399?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/5470669123499398399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/was-so-tired-today-as-i-slept-only-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5470669123499398399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/5470669123499398399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/was-so-tired-today-as-i-slept-only-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-7067981744040193002</id><published>2009-02-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:53:08.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaVND3U3VSI/AAAAAAAABAk/WzLOMaZvkEs/s1600-h/the+sun+will+shine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306732464712406306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaVND3U3VSI/AAAAAAAABAk/WzLOMaZvkEs/s400/the+sun+will+shine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dee-ser-poin-ted. Pwned! By lotteries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My father didn't win the lottery. I bet my mother didn't too. She only told me she's gonna buy the number i gave her and her hp no. And yes, her hp number's third prize today. But it's the old one O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope she bought her old hp no instead of the new one!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No camera -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only hope is lost. I know it's stupid to rely on lotteries -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they can't help it, and for my camera, i didn't stop them too. Canon Powershot, no. Don't slip away from my hands......NO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did show-and-tell individually today! And i talked about my highlighter which Miss Wendy gave me when i was in P6. I thought i did great, but i got only 26/40 which i considered lousy. It's counted in the SA ya know! Now i have to work extra hard for my SA tests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, talking about results....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back our result slips for CA1 from Mrs Deepa today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was quite satisfied with my results, as i got no Ds and no Es. But.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got pwned by English. Again. The only subject &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;underlined&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it's F9. F9 you know?!?! Though i thought i did well for my other subjects, but once my English fail at the EOY, i cannot promote leh! I worked so hard for English already....Eww....I think it hates me like how Math used to hate me in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm one person who LOVES challenges. English, you are very unlucky to have met me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the more you hate me, the more i'm going to annoy you everyday. I'm going to "call" you every afternoon (and maybe before when i go to sleep too), and i bet you would be the next subject i love.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet you would call me, "Study pervert". Yes yes, whatever. Because this is the only "hard way" to make those weaker subjects accept me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, i hate rainy mornings and afternoons. It's been raining in the afternoon these few days huh! And i was so suay to be still in school. Which meant i had to run to my bus-stop without shelter, and after i alighted, i had to run all the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like drenched bodies. It's so....Sticky! Like the rain is clean....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go and irritate English and date my Math now. See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-7067981744040193002?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/7067981744040193002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/dee-ser-poin-ted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7067981744040193002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/7067981744040193002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/dee-ser-poin-ted.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaVND3U3VSI/AAAAAAAABAk/WzLOMaZvkEs/s72-c/the+sun+will+shine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-4879967549469599766</id><published>2009-02-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:18:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306302371936148226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaPF5K4RGwI/AAAAAAAABAU/PVe6clbx9AA/s400/A+better+tomorrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History repeatted itself. Save-money plans these few days again. I brought bread to school for yesterday and today. Just thinking of the food in the canteen can make my saliva drop......But....I must endure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Canon Powershot E1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a camera now. For the Vietnam trip and of cos, future use. It costs $319 and i like it very much. But my parents forbidded once i asked them if i could buy a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: No money. (Note: A very good, powerful and common excuse for all ya parents out there!)&lt;br /&gt;Two: Financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, new style huh. Last time everytime, "Aiya! No money lah! You think i very rich meh, when you grow up in the future then you understand how tough it is to make money!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now got one new one pop out - the ultimately two powerful words in many countries - FINANCIAL CRISIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh now financial crisis you know! Don't anyhow waste money hor! Must save in case of emergency!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306302373497137890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaPF5Qsb6uI/AAAAAAAABAc/Toic2yC1wqI/s400/beloved+canon+powershot+e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope mum would win the lottery these few days, cos i gave her four very nice numbers yesterday and she said she'll buy the camera for me if she won $500 &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财神爷阿！来我们家吧！就让妈中一次头奖 - 一次就好！Tolong ah tolong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Subra told us to prepare for public speaking tomorrow! And i think i know what to talk about already~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vietnam trip is nearing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-4879967549469599766?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/4879967549469599766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/history-repeatted-itself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4879967549469599766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/4879967549469599766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/history-repeatted-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaPF5K4RGwI/AAAAAAAABAU/PVe6clbx9AA/s72-c/A+better+tomorrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-8059353102194853089</id><published>2009-02-22T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:27:09.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601783922610642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFItlJi0dI/AAAAAAAAA_s/iduudUJkOyU/s400/united+square.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Went to United Square with LT today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601791719797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFIuCMiceI/AAAAAAAABAM/EjIQiVot4oc/s400/DSC00796-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She had the sudden urge to go there. By the time we reached there, my feet were suffering from blisters again. Wasted about $1.60 for plasters at Watsons. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought some hair moisturizer thing and inhaler there too. Ok, i know i like to waste money on products involved in hair. For the inhaler, it's cos i was scared i would vomit when i take the plane to Vietnam next next week ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually vomitted when i took a plane for the very first time when i was 3 years old -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took an MRT to Cineleisure next. Saw so many nice things! But i just don't have the money. Don't you find it weird when you have money but there's nothing nice for you to buy? Then when you don't have the money, many nice things appear right in front of you. It's super tempting and temptation sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishlist is gradually increasing. Today i targetted on one basket bag, one Chip &amp;amp; Dale tee and one Stitch tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to More Than Words, bought a mirror while LT bought frog soft toys. Very cute haha, she kept purposely using the "cartoon" voice and made the frog do hilarious actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601792317523074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFIuEbDBII/AAAAAAAABAE/ICOYB37UxwA/s400/DSC00793-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went back to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601788389913506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFIt1yoc6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/qYpi4B1j4cQ/s400/Image078(7)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And yup, these are the things i bought today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601793820379826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFIuKBWyrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/7eZHA4lhCnw/s400/Image066(9)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't ever put too much trust in other people.&lt;/em&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/4734543939885039484-8059353102194853089?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/8059353102194853089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-united-square-with-lt-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8059353102194853089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/8059353102194853089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-united-square-with-lt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/SaFItlJi0dI/AAAAAAAAA_s/iduudUJkOyU/s72-c/united+square.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734543939885039484.post-3728768624257237173</id><published>2009-02-21T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:32:36.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, first post in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted at home all day today, and Jia En was so funny cos she actually thought that Julian was kidnapped -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey help me see Julian ok ma. Cos she sms me then abit scary, then i don't dare call her. I scared she met with yi wai. Faster help me check. Call her or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh what she smsed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; Just call her first..She say amk __ ___ __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh? Maybe she send wrong or something? Wait....Isn't the address the place she's staying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; Isit? I don't know....Before that she ask me if i smsed her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Then must be send wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; Er...Maybe she kenna kidnap how then she trying to tell us? Call her house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I dono her house number....Huh?! Kena kidnap in her house?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh then how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------few minutes later....-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia En:&lt;/strong&gt; She say send wrong...Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol! ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- Jia En actually freaked both of us out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K now i don't know how to face them on Monday....It's not like there's any choice for me.......Prob is, I'm not happy in the clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i don't even have any mood to study ok....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4734543939885039484-3728768624257237173?l=ginaouchloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/feeds/3728768624257237173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-first-post-in-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3728768624257237173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4734543939885039484/posts/default/3728768624257237173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaouchloud.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-first-post-in-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084104574426967177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3TjqJZ-xwrg/StyjKEcvl2I/AAAAAAAABNY/SEbocwPwPXQ/S220/me+in+church+-++cherie%27s+second+visit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
