<?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-23966438</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:16:27.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a time-turner anyday.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-6594304247288123215</id><published>2008-08-19T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:55:36.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and hello don, i know you're reading this, though i don't know why anyone would still come here after a million years!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-6594304247288123215?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6594304247288123215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6594304247288123215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-4983214147982697020</id><published>2008-08-16T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:28:37.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm already trying&lt;br /&gt;why does it seem like you aren't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel it'll all come to naught&lt;br /&gt;but something holds me back from giving up&lt;br /&gt;so i'll follow my instincts and try my best i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-4983214147982697020?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/4983214147982697020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/4983214147982697020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-already-trying-why-does-it-seem-like.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-992539566230291857</id><published>2008-08-13T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:15:24.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it won't get worse. will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-992539566230291857?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/992539566230291857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/992539566230291857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-wont-get-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-2956487013293965183</id><published>2008-08-09T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T02:58:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.. me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-2956487013293965183?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/2956487013293965183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/2956487013293965183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-7006113371353435062</id><published>2007-12-29T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:17:22.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a very merry christmas to you too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, my mom made me clear out my documents in the old desktop computer. In it, I found all the preparation files done for our Secondary Four class yearbook page. As I looked through each picture, I saw all these people from 404, many whom i haven't seen and spoken to in the past three years. I realised I kind of miss the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I had a good time looking at everyone's photos cause everyone looked so different then! Well okay, Amanda and Sharon looked more or less the same, but the rest of us.. HAHAHA. (: A pity that I deleted the files after looking through them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh, my mom complains about me going out everyday and coming back late. ): But apart from that, I'd have to say I've been happy, enjoying myself this whole holidays. (: Yogi's back, Adeline's back, Joy's back! :D So to end off, here are some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149265563762298690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/R3Xdv440D0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wnxh6ZU9ZYo/s320/IMG_5426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149274870956429170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/R3XmNo40D3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/RdFKv7dXcTQ/s320/IMG_5361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149269068455612242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/R3Xg7440D1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/5p37fU-pgc4/s320/IMG_5443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Enjoy the rest of the hols, loves. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-7006113371353435062?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7006113371353435062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7006113371353435062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-very-merry-christmas-to-you-too.html' title='And a very merry christmas to you too'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/R3Xdv440D0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wnxh6ZU9ZYo/s72-c/IMG_5426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-6153914876709312849</id><published>2007-09-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:48:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freshmen bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hola! Just came back from meeting up with Ruide, and feeling very guilty about not having spent my time wisely in the past two weeks. Loads of readings to be done but I'm not doing anything about them! *Panics* Anyway, caught Evan Almighty with Ruide just now. I thought it was rather nice! Not your oh-so-intellectual kind of movie but.. I liked it. We wanted to watch Bourne Ultimatum but it was sold out. ): Happened to meet Diane, Leonard and Ze Ling around too. OH, watched Ratatouille with Adeline on Wednesday, Rammy must be the cutest rat ever! :D I want to catch Bourne Ultimatum and Hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two weeks since the start of university life, and I must say I'm not exactly enjoying it. It's only the start, and I feel tired of it already. ): I'm tired of the dozens of readings to be done before each lesson, forcing myself to speak up during each lesson, etc. I miss the familiarity we used to have with classmates, commenting in class only cause there was something worthy to be said.. everything. So I look forward to the random zombietron meet-up sessions we have throughout the week, and meeting people around school, like Dennet, Shiyun, Stef, Clarissa, Junqi, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105254993404135570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmCXiGkiJI/AAAAAAAAADE/LEbNJHNTT_8/s320/IMG_4616.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of my favourite people in SMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had freshmen bash on thursday night, which didn't go well from the start because Kyra couldn't get in. ): That was a major boo-boo! So the group of us went to Cafe Iguana to hang out, and we played THE MRT GAME. :D Kyra left at 11+pm and the rest of us went back to MOS. I guess last night helped me realise I don't exactly enjoy clubbing. I'm don't love drinking, I'm just okay with it, but I don't like the dancing. Maybe it's cause I can't dance, hee. I think I looked hilarious bobbing for that few hours. Mambo might be more fun, though. Left MOS at 4am and sat around for a while before going for Macs breakfast. :D :D :D I love Macs breakfast! So by time we were done, we could take the MRT home. Saved on the cab fare, especially the 50% surcharge had we cabbed before 6am! Hooray! Boo that i missed out on spending time with Dennet, Shiyun and Sharon, though. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259756522866850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmGsyGkiKI/AAAAAAAAADM/1UEfj9cTKHQ/s320/IMG_4648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259760817834162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmGtCGkiLI/AAAAAAAAADU/0VTSdTi7jG4/s320/IMG_4653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259765112801474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmGtSGkiMI/AAAAAAAAADc/8HQWxBV5jew/s320/IMG_4666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259769407768786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmGtiGkiNI/AAAAAAAAADk/bfVlxD_DLEA/s320/IMG_4667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259773702736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmGtyGkiOI/AAAAAAAAADs/-BdUiQ-w7Rs/s320/IMG_4672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But I spent the whole of yesterday sleeping. Reached home at 7am, slept after bathing, all the way till 2+pm when Yin Chong called. Then I went back to sleep, till 4pm, when i woke up for lunch and to watch a bit of television. And then I went back to sleep again, until 7+pm, when my mom came home. So I seriously spent the whole day sleeping! ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the train the other day, and I saw a dad taking a photo of his young daughter, who was frowning and demanding that the camera be passed to her. It reminded me of the time I was in primary one or two, when we were asked to bring a camera to school and so I asked my parents for the camera. My dad must have helped me load the film or something, then he tested it by taking a photo of me. At that time, I was at the stage where I didn't like to take photos and so I sulked and called him "idiot" (which, to me, was a very bad word already at that time). He got pissed off (naturally) and asked me to apologise, but being the stubborn small thing that I am, I refused to. So he smashed the camera onto the floor, and I think I cried, but I still refused to apologise. After my sis and I went to bed, we heard our parents shouting in the other room. I was really scared then, and my sis asked angrily what if our parents got a divorce. Well of course they didn't, but this is one of the incidents which I really regret. I wish I was less stubborn, less rebellious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that shall be it. Tata, folks! I'm off to (attempt to) do a bit of studying! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-6153914876709312849?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6153914876709312849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6153914876709312849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/09/freshmen-bash.html' title='freshmen bash'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RtmCXiGkiJI/AAAAAAAAADE/LEbNJHNTT_8/s72-c/IMG_4616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-7247398812962151892</id><published>2007-08-14T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T03:10:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ftb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheryl:&lt;/b&gt; hahaha did you get the right don?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;met up with trish this afternoon, i'm so sad the girl is leaving. ): she's still ditzy as ever! LOVE YOU, GIRL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;had chel's farewell dinner at night. gah, everyone's leaving! that suckssss. ): last dinner together with my darlinggg. SOB. will try to go send you off on thursday alright dear, even if it's a 6am flight (WAHHHH. zzz.)!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;came back from ftb (freshmen team building) camp on saturday, and i can safely say i had the best camp group ever! presenting to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098254414273667986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCjYMlZY5I/AAAAAAAAACc/J8Bleg-UuM0/s320/DSCF2589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the zombietrons!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think it's amazing how fast the group of us clicked, and we're all insane in one way or another! never had a dull moment during the camp, which is really rare. we were always entertaining ourselves, such as playing games like &lt;i&gt;diudiudiu&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;superman&lt;/i&gt;, our favourite &lt;i&gt;MRT GAME&lt;/i&gt; :D, and of course,&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098257837362602914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCmfclZY6I/AAAAAAAAACk/fTJ0-ye2ylE/s320/DSCF2641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098257854542472114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCmgclZY7I/AAAAAAAAACs/2OWr4G6W_mY/s320/DSCF2642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098257880312275906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCmh8lZY8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZAc0jnbR_k8/s320/DSCF2668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;taupok!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;we did another taupok at the beach after we finished the final challenge but i think the photos for that are with the camp photographer or something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;didn't expect to enjoy ftb so much, credit goes to the wonderful nutcases of the group + faci. i think jabriel did a really good job.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098260916854154194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCpSslZY9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xeAWi3WfwkI/s320/DSCF2629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;MUCH LOVEEEE. &lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-7247398812962151892?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7247398812962151892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7247398812962151892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/08/ftb.html' title='ftb!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RsCjYMlZY5I/AAAAAAAAACc/J8Bleg-UuM0/s72-c/DSCF2589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-8132380986800503294</id><published>2007-07-10T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T02:51:07.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So much has happened within the past two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For one, Cheryl came back! Caught Shrek 3 (finally!) with her, Dennet and Shiyun two Tuesdays ago, and I liked it! I found it rather funny hahaha. The dronkeys are so cute! And omg someone dropped the popcorn box tsktsk. We met again the next night for dinner, along with Amanda, Louelle and Yogi. Gah I only got to see Cheryl twice! Missed out on the sleepover and NDP preview and sending her off. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085255603763822562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ1B15oP-I/AAAAAAAAABM/lnw3rkB96KU/s320/IMG_4029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've finally stopped work! Last day was on 29th June. After six whole months, I feel relieved to finally get a proper break, yet at the same time I'm not &lt;em&gt;estatic &lt;/em&gt;about the end because I know I won't keep in touch with my colleagues or see them again, and won't be hearing news about them (like when Farah gives birth). And they're &lt;em&gt;sooooo &lt;/em&gt;nice. The marketing team I work with (Royston, Luke and Ruth) treated me to lunch at Prego's on my second-last day because Ruth was going on a business trip later that day and Luke had a golf tournament on Friday. Which was rather sad, because I didn't get to see Ruth on Friday and say goodbye properly! ): Baa baa black sheep. Anyway, lunch was really good, the food was yummy! Had tiramisu for dessert and it was like fourteen bucks omg. But it was really really nice. (: The fraud team bought me a Swatch watch and a card, picture below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085246154835771346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJsb15oP9I/AAAAAAAAABE/QA4ImZNIhTI/s320/IMG_4229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From the fraud team &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These guys are &lt;em&gt;soooo &lt;/em&gt;sweet, I teared a little while reading their card and typing them a thank-you-cum-goodbye email hahaha. And so, no more waking up early for work, squeezing in the MRT, trying to keep awake at work, trying to find lunch buddies, OT and late nights, and planning outings and stuff around my working hours. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh and I watched Transformers on 28th June, because the company booked the theatre for our Titanium card members and my colleague passed me two tickets. Went with Stef, whom, prior to that, I hadn't seen in weeks. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Left for Taiwan on 30th June, the trip was alright. (: Had loads of Mister Donut. I ate so much I've ballooned and I seriously can feel all the flab on me now. ))): Ok shall not go in-depth about the trip because it was eight days long and I'd bore you out. So I'll leave you with photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085259679687786498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ4vF5oQAI/AAAAAAAAABc/6FZcPa7YLdQ/s320/IMG_4060.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Met up with Don!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085259675392819186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ4u15oP_I/AAAAAAAAABU/WYyolySL8cc/s320/IMG_4064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Curry omelette rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085261762746925074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ6oV5oQBI/AAAAAAAAABk/pXok2oOkP3I/s320/IMG_4066.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Look at my ice cream! And this is only the small version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085261767041892386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ6ol5oQCI/AAAAAAAAABs/vXHG41eCBwA/s320/IMG_4088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sky at sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085261771336859698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ6o15oQDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZmBf5Y6i2Ls/s320/IMG_4091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085261771336859714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ6o15oQEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wnnPR-GXdzw/s320/IMG_4097.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085261775631827026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ6pF5oQFI/AAAAAAAAACE/tjPKVsxnLQ8/s320/IMG_4145.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085263274575413346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ8AV5oQGI/AAAAAAAAACM/tmdVBt6jM4Q/s320/IMG_4148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Doesn't the rock look like a mushroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085263278870380658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ8Al5oQHI/AAAAAAAAACU/iNeadltKW0U/s320/IMG_4194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferris wheel with pretty lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Went for SMU matriculation today with Junqi, Clarissa and Stef, signed up for three camps!&lt;br&gt;Sports camp: 17 - 19 July&lt;br&gt;Accountancy camp: 26 - 28 July&lt;br&gt;Freshman camp: 9 - 11 August&lt;br&gt;People at SMU seemed quite friendly, some were very funny as well. And YAY, I'm in the same group as Stef for the freshman camp! SOOO lucky. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alright, I'm done! Loads of bumming around to do in the coming 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/23966438-8132380986800503294?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8132380986800503294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8132380986800503294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/07/free.html' title='free'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RpJ1B15oP-I/AAAAAAAAABM/lnw3rkB96KU/s72-c/IMG_4029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-4363186051301167211</id><published>2007-05-31T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:42:26.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat All You Can Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a record, I'm actually blogging twice in a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I accepted SMU's offer last night! I've finally made up my mind, and I feel so relieved. But there's so much more to worry about! Like scheduling a medical checkup in June and taking leave for it, and filling up the CPF form or something. Friends, do take note that there's stuff to be done even after you accept the university okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The day after I last blogged, Ruth passed me the photos from the RAOUL party. She actually printed for everyone the photos containing themselves, so nice of her. (: They didn't turn out too bad, just that the one of Luke and I was blurred because Julian zoomed in before taking the picture hahaha. And Julian looked soooo red in the photos, it must have been due to the free-flow of champagne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's official - tomorrow's my last day at Marketing. It's back to the Fraud unit on Monday! Oh dear, I'd better bring a paper bag tomorrow to put my food box, sweater, mug, transparent file, stationery, OCBC notebook, and whatever knick-knacks which have accumulated over the past two months. I must remember to bring home my two huge umbrellas in the office. I must clear the plastic bags which I don't throw away after I buy stuff from 7-11 and Watson's, and all the rough paper I've accumulated. I must return my colleagues the files and documents I've taken from them, and pass the work back to them. &lt;strong&gt;And I must try not to be late for dinner with Dennet and Joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I had dinner with Zhihua and Chuanyue last night. The both of them are so cute together. (: We had Pepperlunch, where I had my Chicken Pepper Rice (it's NEW!), then we had Andersen's ice cream and I had a mango-flavoured one yumyum. Later that night, Jeff called, simply because he 'wanted to catch-up' with me. Which I thought was &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;nice of him, considering that we haven't spoke in months, and haven't seen each other in more than a year. See, proof that I've made some good friends during my short three months at RJC. (: That guy is very smart, he actually got a double-degree of Law and Business at NUS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was quite distressed while talking to him because some horrid lizard was on the wall near my bed, such that if I had tried scaring it away by hitting the wall beside it, it might lose it's grip and drop down. And that would mean it would fall on my bedside table, which is rather gross. And while Jeff is nice, he isn't nice &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt;, because he refused to come from Bukit Timah to Hougang to help solve my lizard problem. Well anyway it climbed behind my bedside table and that was the last I saw of it. I don't really want to know if it's still there. Jeff said it's probably creating a nest there. &lt;em&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Apart from being World No Tobacco Day, today is also Daphne's Eat All You Can Day. I CLEARED OUT my plate of spring chicken and fries at Jack's Place, and I even finished all the sambal chilli. Which reminded me of how Ruide used to go, "You eat chilli like free one leh." Hahaha! Then, my mom and I shared two scoops of ice cream (Belgian Chocolate and Cookies &amp; Cream!) at Haagen Dazs. After that we were too full for dinner, so we shared a bowl of chicken macaroni, followed by dessert of mango with shaven ice. YUMYUM. And because I didn't eat much for dinner, I'm now feeling a little hungry and as soon as I'm done with this entry, I'm going to rush down to grab that packet of Calbee Hot &amp;amp; Spicy chips waiting for me. MY FAVOURITE. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You know what, I'm done. I forgot what other stuff I wanted to blog about. The Calbee chips are just too irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Runs downstairs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-4363186051301167211?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/4363186051301167211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/4363186051301167211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/05/eat-all-you-can-day.html' title='Eat All You Can Day!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-1015927274682828910</id><published>2007-05-28T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:29:27.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am well alive and kicking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh dear, it's currently 28th May already, the local university acceptance period ends on 4th June and I haven't submitted my choice of university. But that is because I haven't decided for sure which university I really want. I only know I don't want NTU, not because it's no good of course, but simply because it doesn't attract me. Initially, I really wanted NUS, then I swinged to SMU, then I thought I wanted NUS again. Two Saturdays ago, I attended the SMU Accountancy talk and was pretty convinced by them. For the week after that, there was an 80% chance that I would choose SMU. Then just last Saturday, I attended the NUS Business School lunch reception / welcome tea. Because the Head of Accountancy was seated beside me during lunch, I managed to clear all my doubts and after that, there was a 50% chance that I would choose either school. I'll let you know my final decision the next time I blog.. whenever that is. But likely that it will be &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;4th June so I'll have an answer by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That aside, I must tell you about the NUS Business School Lunch. First, they served coke / sprite, then there was salmon as appetiser, then there was soup, then the main course of a choice of fish or beef, then there was simple dessert of cut strawberries with jelly (but I liked it (: ), followed by a choice of coffee or tea. WOW. And &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;when I was done eating, and had already grown to the size of a baby balloon, they cheerily announced, "Please proceed downstairs for the Welcome Tea!" I just stared at Tina, we both couldn't understand why anyone would put a lunch and tea session back-to-back. We didn't eat at the Welcome Tea though, our tummies couldn't stomach any more food, so we just walked around and took pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I finally watched Spiderman 3 last Monday, caught it with Val. I thought it was pretty good, enjoyed it, maybe cause I hadn't caught a movie in &lt;em&gt;months &lt;/em&gt;before that. Next up, I want to catch Pirates of the Carribean and Shrek 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've been so drained from work, especially since I moved over to Marketing permanently. But it's OK. I don't mind, I actually like having work to do, having deadlines to meet, at least I feel like my contribution counts. (As I told Jonathan, I will &lt;strike&gt;resolve&lt;/strike&gt; try my best not to complain about having loads of work, because I used to complain about not having &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; work.) Being in Marketing allowed me to learn a lot, like liaising with merchants, dealing with cardmembers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which brings me to this: I worked last Saturday night. But it wasn't anything boring, it was a RAOUL Fashion Party at the Ballroom of Amara Sanctuary Resort! Because I was at NUS and Luke lives around there, he cabbed to NUS (like an hour after I called, cause he was &lt;em&gt;sleeping&lt;/em&gt; when I called, very good. Hahahaha.) and we headed to Sentosa. Which was good, because in a place like NUS, it isn't that easy to get cabs. And in the end, we reached the place at 6pm for a briefing that never took place, and the event was only to start at 8.30pm, so I talked to my (self-proclaimed) caustic colleague for about two hours and we went without dinner. -.- Made friends with this pretty girl from RAOUL called Christina, have a picture with her but it's in her camera. (: And some local celebrities attended the event, haha. There was free flow of champagne, and my colleagues kept trying to make me drink hahaha. What influence. Royston sent me home after that, because May and Luke insisted. Felt pretty bad because it wasn't really on his way home. :\ Have a picture with Julian, one with Luke, and one with Ruth, Gian and Julian but they're in Ruth's camera. Haiyahh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yup, being in Marketing presents me with such opportunities, which is quite cool, really. I probably wouldn't attend such events if I weren't here. From next week onwards, I might be moving back to Fraud. Mixed feelings about it, actually. I like both deparments. Initially, Luke told me that I'd be resuming the morning-at-Fraud-afternoon-at-Marketing arrangement as per previously, but Farah said I'll be at Fraud full-time. I prefer the former, actually, because both sides have different types of work, and that makes it interesting. Oh well, we'll see how it goes. Either way, I guess I'll get used to it eventually and it'll all turn out fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I went shopping with Genevis after work on Friday, and boy, that girl is Bad Influence. I spent 68 BUCKS OMG. OK, everyone I've told so far have just looked at me and said, "That's OK what." -.- I think it's the most I've ever spent on shopping while out with friends! Shopping only la, I'm sure I've spent more on food + movies + popcorn + etc in a day before. Bought a black, short-sleeved collared shirt and a black, long-sleeved pullover-type of top, both from Zara, and a necklace from Diva. And although it was the first day of the Great Singapore Sale, none of the items were on sale. How ironic, haha! Felt pretty guilty though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Had dinner with Vonn, Junqi, Val and Tong at Fish &amp;amp; Co. at the Glass House on Sunday night. Finally got to see my lovelies! ZIYU YOU ARE MIA. We're currently planning on a trip to Genting! Which, I hope, will materialise, though I think it's a little difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Val and Adeline are ending their jobs this Wednesday. On the other hand, my colleagues are asking me to extend my contract to mid-July. Hahaha doubt I will though, otherwise I wouldn't be back from Taiwan in time for Matriculation Day. IF I go to SMU, that is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was really tired this morning, partly due to the fact that I didn't get much rest during the weekend. I told myself I'd sleep early tonight, but I see it's already 1:20am, which leaves me with approximately five-and-a-half hours of sleep. I should go, goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(This is the result of too much work, haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-1015927274682828910?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1015927274682828910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1015927274682828910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-well-alive-and-kicking.html' title='I am well alive and kicking.'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-3359652967456656722</id><published>2007-04-23T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T15:17:37.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream.</title><content type='html'>My name is Daphne Lim! I have always wanted to be an accountant because I love numbers and math and being neat! And I love Vincent too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been accepted to the schools of accountancy in both SMU and NTU! I love math :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEF &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-3359652967456656722?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/3359652967456656722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/3359652967456656722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-dream.html' title='My Dream.'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-1581555016025952834</id><published>2007-03-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T01:08:59.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; I haven't finished doing up my university applications, but I just &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to blog about my birthday last Thursday because it's been almost a week already and I don't want to forget it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day part was boring because no one in the office knows when my birthday is so apart from the fact that I was smsing and talking on my handphone more than usual (it didn't beep or ring either cause it was on silent mode), it was the same as any other day at work. OH, lunch was special though, I met Junqi and Vonn at Pizza Hut, full of nonsense as usual. :D After lunch, they REFUSED to let me leave and I wondered what on earth was going on, then a waitress came with a slice of blueberry cheesecake and ice cream. (: Had to bring it to the office because I was soooo full and totally running late. And they paid for my lunch! Love them so much, can't wait to see them again this coming Friday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Adeline at Caltex House after work, and guess who was with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045842522267239954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgZvCjxMxhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TcxPfjsgup0/s320/IMG_3830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle Zhunwei! (with Adeline (far right) and I)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh, I haven't seen him in SUCH a long time! He's so silly, he called me old and his birthday's just two days after mine. (By the way, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY UNCLE! you're old too!) And thank you Adeline &amp; Zhunwei for the Burberry scent with the pretty bottle. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa came soon after, and we set off for Orchard MRT, where we&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqPwFe_JII/AAAAAAAAAAc/rT7uDe7Wl8U/s1600-h/IMG_3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047004388690699394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="196" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqPwFe_JII/AAAAAAAAAAc/rT7uDe7Wl8U/s320/IMG_3864.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; met Joy and Chel. Sat at Breadtalk Wisma Atria for a &lt;em&gt;reeeeally&lt;/em&gt; long time waiting for Stefanie, her status was 'On the way here already' for more than an hour, you'd think she was coming from Timbaktu. When she finally arrived, we cabbed to a mysterious dinner location, which was at the end of this secluded dark, long road. Rather.. creepy. One of the first thoughts which came to my mind in the cab (apart from "Where is this secret location of theirs?") was "How on EARTH am I going to get out of here later?!" I know I am sometimes too practical that way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqUOFe_JJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BfVvlXfw3Mc/s1600-h/IMG_3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047009302133286034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqUOFe_JJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BfVvlXfw3Mc/s320/IMG_3853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though secluded, the cafe was rather crowded, especially with caucasians. I walked in looking for Adeline, Stef and Joy (who took the first cab) but instead, GASP, I saw my dearies from 404 sitting around a table (looking very hungry)! It wasn't expected because I was actually supposed to meet them the next day, but they lied to me, actually almost all of them weren't free on Friday. So anyway, Stef wasn't even late, she just pretended to be because they only managed an 8.30pm booking at the cafe. In actual fact, she was a lonely wandering soul for almost two hours while the rest of us bummed at Breadtalk and went "WALAO WHERE'S STEF?" Well okay, I asked, and the rest of them pretended they didn't know and echoed me. ): Haha STEF I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So it was a good dinner with a nice ambience and some of the most wonderful people around. And a rich good chocolate truffle birthday cake. I got a pret&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqXCVe_JKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IkXfyQI1RtE/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047012398804706466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqXCVe_JKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IkXfyQI1RtE/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ty (albeit rather huge) Nike tote bag from the 404ers. The 205ers gave me a baby's plain purple round-neck tee from Topshop (HAHA!) and they wanted to get me the same one in my size but they didn't know what colour I lacked, so in the end they got me a green tee from Topshop and a halter from Forever 21. And these were in addition to the dinner which they &lt;em&gt;refused&lt;/em&gt; to let me pay my share for! Point of information, my friends, I (only) have round-neck tees in orangey-red, yellow, light green, cyan, purple, pink, black and white - I actually lack very common colours like normal red and orange, army green, dark green, blue, light purple and pink, brown, maroon, grey.. I have a long way to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047017810463499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/Rgqb9Ve_JLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nKm4sjT0cJ8/s320/IMG_3858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thank you dears, for spending so much time and effort (and money) on me. I love you all so much. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I didn't know my friends were &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;good liars. I'd better be more wary from now on. Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apart from that, Don sent me this at midnight:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047019365241660610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgqdX1e_JMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xdFsAn8F51I/s320/IMG_0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Translated, it reads 'Happy BirdDay!' (: AND, I received a birthday card from him in the mail a few days ago, all the way from &lt;strong&gt;Taiwan&lt;/strong&gt;! MUCH THANKS AH GONG. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous birthday, that was. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to dearest Clara, I love you girl! Hope your birthday was fab too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm tired out from work because HAH I now have WORK TO DO! Plus, it's quite a lot so (get this!) there's work waiting for me in the office. HAHA! HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed now! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-1581555016025952834?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1581555016025952834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1581555016025952834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-birthday-surprise.html' title='My Birthday Surprise'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CShDlzq355o/RgZvCjxMxhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TcxPfjsgup0/s72-c/IMG_3830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-8514904753536566645</id><published>2007-03-05T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:07:44.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A levels results</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A levels results were alright. (: The kind which can be better but I'm not complaining and I should thank my lucky stars for what I have already. I'm not estatic, but I'm fine with them. (: Mrs Leong told me she'd expected straight As from me, though. ): But she added that it's okay, it's good enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis saw the report in the papers about how students in RJ were sad about getting less than 4As, and she was going on about how disgusting it was. Actually, it isn't. Some people blame the students or the school for it, but that's because they only see the small picture. You can't blame anyone, really. I mean, whose fault is it that the competition in the top schools is so great, and that society expects students from the top schools to perform better? It adds to the pressure which the students face, you know. And it's definitely more competitive in the top schools because, actually, everyone always strives to at least be of average standard, if not the best, no matter which school you're in. And to be realistic, if you want to be the best in RJ you really have to push yourself, no? So their behavior does make sense, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in RGS/RJ and TJ has allowed me to understand both views towards this issue, and aiyah, I always end up defending the Raffles family when my sis criticises the schools. (Hey i'd defend TJC too, it's just that she doesn't attack it so I don't have the chance to.) Concerning this, I just wish that before people criticise, they can put themselves in the shoes of those at the receiving end. They might realise that had they been in that position, they could have just behaved the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my darlings who didn't meet their own expectations and aren't satisfied with their results, do try to cheer up. I'm always here for you! LOVELOVE. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note,&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE IS GETTING A NEW PHONE. (Haha FINALLY.)&lt;br /&gt;Samsung-Z720, The 3G Ultra Edition 13.8! I'll probably get it in black. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully by Wednesday, definitely by Sunday. Hooray! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-8514904753536566645?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8514904753536566645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8514904753536566645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/03/levels-results.html' title='A levels results'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-1499553239894807584</id><published>2007-02-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T00:09:33.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need my luck back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh wow, daphne's blogging! the moon must be blue tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks have been really good, everything's been going smoothly. which makes me happy because as much as i don't really believe how EVERYONE of a certain zodiac sign will have a good/bad year, it's always nice to have a good start to a (in this case, lunar) new year, isn't it. and i THINK it's supposedly going to be a good year for us dragons, so hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny was.. just like any other year's. much time spent at my grandmother's house, which, in fact, is what we do every sunday evening so nothing very special there. oh, and there was the gambling, from which i made a net profit of A DOLLAR PLUS. haha i admit i'm very stingy when it comes to gambling, i usually bet ten cents each time, even my secondary one cousins place higher stakes than me. my mom need not worry too much that singapore's going to have integrated resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the visiting part. actually, we just went to my grandmother's house on all three days and all my cousins gathered there, and family friends and relatives visited throughout the days. someone said i looked japanese.. and my aunt agreed. o_O since when did i look japanese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally met up with &lt;b&gt;val&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;junqi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;ziyu&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;ruide&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;marc&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;ced&lt;/b&gt; for dinner last saturday! such a pity that &lt;b&gt;tong&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;vonn&lt;/b&gt; couldn't make it and &lt;b&gt;don&lt;/b&gt;'s still in taiwan. the poor guys probably got bored while we were in m)phosis (50% to 70% sale storewide!) so they left first. i feel so guilty about that omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh as to why it has been a good year so far:&lt;br /&gt;1) i won money at gambling! (yes it's only a dollar plus but it's still an overall WIN okay.)&lt;br /&gt;2) i didn't make any blunders or embarrass myself during cny.&lt;br /&gt;3) everything's been good, nothing bad or dreadful has happened, and that's enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my original contract at ocbc was supposed to end on 9th february, but it got extended til 6th march because there was supposed to be a new project to be implemented. then, last thursday, luke came to tell me that the project had been cancelled, so he asked if i wanted to work at ocbc centre south, where he works. basically it's the same place, just that it's a different tower, but they're all inter-linked. it'll probably be until june or july. so, it's kind of a blessing in disguise, cause if the project was implemented i'd probably have gotten extended for another month or two, but now that it isn't, i might get extended for another &lt;i&gt;four&lt;/i&gt; months. for now, i just hopehopeHOPE that they haven't found someone new already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results will be out on friday. i don't know what to expect, and i'm very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going so smoothly that i'm afraid my luck will run out soon. i know i'm just being paranoid as usual and too pessimistic for my own good but i can't help it! i'm prepared for the luck to run out, i'm just afraid that it'll run out before friday comes/ on friday. i'm so worried leh. and whoever tells me i don't have to worry, i will bug you with my old grandmother story of my o level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't very good. i don't know if my luck's really running out or if i'm just paranoid! i hope tomorrow will be a better day. aiyah this results shit is bugging me. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-1499553239894807584?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1499553239894807584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/1499553239894807584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-need-my-luck-back.html' title='i need my luck back!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-8879919376962085840</id><published>2007-02-02T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:27:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray, it's FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think i'm kind of enjoying my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work might be a bit boring as there's nothing much to do for now, i may not have watched much television or ANY movies lately, i don't know yet if i'll get an extension at ocbc and there's something that's annoying me but other than that, everything is nice and good. i feel comfortable and at ease with my colleagues, i enjoy a nice and friendly working environment, amusing little things happen everyday, i can email gen at work, i get to meet up with people for lunch because so many people are working at raffles place, i meet up with people for dinner and during weekends, i'm earning money, and on the whole i assess my emotions and i think i've been feeling very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are, however, a few things that are constantly on my mind and nagging at me:&lt;br /&gt;1) whether i'll get an extension or do i have to look for a new job&lt;br /&gt;2) my phone bill for the month&lt;br /&gt;3) A level results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point one isn't that bad, especially after today, when i asked farah (my supervisor) if they were going to extend me and she said she doesn't know for sure yet because the meeting's on wednesday but if they need to hire someone she'd push for an extension for me. (: moreover, damon (the guy from the job agency) has given me a job offer of being his part-time maid for &lt;underline&gt;ten&lt;/underline&gt; bucks per hour. :D hahaha but seriously, i guess if i don't get extended and i don't get a job which starts on 12th february, i can always just take a short break while looking for another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone bill is OMG i daren't look at the bill. i think the sms count is going to be sky-high for this month man. everyday, i sms on where/when to eat, sometimes more than one person, whether i'm there already, then work ends my mom smses me to ask if i want to meet her, plus all the random smses throughout the day, gosh i think my sms count might reach six hundred this month. i am SO screwed. at this point, i know people like ruide will nag at me to change my plan. of course i want to, but i haven't seen a phone which i want to upgrade with the plan. if i extend/upgrade the plan without changing my phone now, i'd have to wait another twenty-one months before i can change it. that's almost two years with a lousy-pok phone, no joke, okay. it doesn't even have bluetooth! (yes shara, laugh your heart out. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third point, ah, i don't know. i really, seriously, daren't go back to get results. TOUCH WOOD TOUCH WOOD but the scene of O levels results day keeps replaying in my mind, just that now it's morphed into the scene of the A levels results day. i'm paranoid i know, i keep imagining the worst, but it's not like i want to you know. some people keep going "AIYAH you can do it one la!", "you'll get three As!", "you'll do fine, your prelims were good!" and what not, but they don't understand. two years ago, that was what everyone was telling me too. i went to school happily, with high hopes, and i cried real hard after that. joan was saying she doesn't understand why people cry over results. it's not something i choose to do, it's just an emotion i can't hold back. when i do, it's more of a omg-what-can-i-do-with-this-kind-of-results cry rather than just a simple oh-lousy-results cry. there's a difference. as i was telling her, i wouldn't have cried if i'd gotten eight points at the O levels because i guess i would have made it back to rj. but nine was so unsafe and i cried so hard because i was at a loss. i guess i can see why most people don't understand, though, so i'll just leave it as that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my colleagues. the department's been quieter than usual these past three days because jimmy (the boss) and edmund have gone on a business trip. teng joon (the new permanent guy who joined on the same day as me) told me to take a two-hour lunch break HAHA. but i didn't of course! and today at 5.57pm,&lt;br /&gt;tengjoon: "eh you haven't left?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "it's not six yet la."&lt;br /&gt;tj: "mm. i think the company's clock is behind time."&lt;br /&gt;me: "HAHAHA I THINK SO TOO."&lt;br /&gt;tj: *calls 1711 for the time*&lt;br /&gt;tj: "eh. no, they said it's 5.57pm." -.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA he seriously went to call to check the time i thought it was damn funny! everyone was light-hearted cause it's a FRIDAY, yo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met luke today cause he came by the 25th floor. luke's the guy who interviewed me for the job. i was asking him to extend me and he said they were looking for a temp for a position on the 14th floor, but the view wasn't very good. after ten seconds i realised he was talking about the view out of the window and i was like WHAT ON EARTH i don't even look out of the window! i asked him if his department needed someone to make coffee, he said no, that's his job, and he refused to give it to me! ): then he called his colleague over and told her to consider "this girl this girl" for the 14th floor position, but that i complained about the lousy view. what rubbish i don't even care about the view hahaha! and he went, "see la, this one whole day like to argue." ): so horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i don't get an extension, next week will be my last week at ocbc, but it doesn't feel like it. somehow, i don't feel like i'm ready to or about to leave, but if i have to i'll definitely miss the people there. it's going to be eugene's (the intern) last week there too, and from what i gathered, if i have to leave, i won't get to see edmund again because i think his business trip was suddenly extended til the 10th or something. which is quite sad, didn't say bye properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met stef for dinner last night and WHEEE I LOVE STEF. &lt;3 even though she hates me and made me wait for an hour. ): dinnered at ichiban boshi and spent QUALITY TIME TOGETHER. :D we're going shopping together tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiemeis are back from bangkok! i miss them LOADS man. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the big group photos from biyi's + ruide's birthday dinnerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a long entry this is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-8879919376962085840?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8879919376962085840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8879919376962085840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/02/hooray-its-friday.html' title='hooray, it&apos;s FRIDAY!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-8678412536832301367</id><published>2007-01-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:27:54.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chillaxing at our qool hippening sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;annabelle&lt;/b&gt;: are you working near the mrt station?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jiayi&lt;/b&gt;: AUNTIE I MISS YOU. and yah we all know ruide is mean heehee. when are you coming back! do you remember we were supposed to have a PW lunch after results were released? i just realised it didn't happen! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;joan&lt;/b&gt;: hello joannnnn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sharon&lt;/b&gt;: yes little sharon let's have dinner someday this week! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 10th, it was &lt;b&gt;EILEEN SEAH LI LING&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday! happy birthday crazy woman, i think everyone at grandma's house thinks we're too noisy for our own good hahaha! they seem very amused we still have things to talk about after (WAH) NINETEEN LONG YEARS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for &lt;b&gt;clarissa&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday barbeque at her house on thursday night. HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAIRY! i hope you liked the present teehee. you must use it okay! lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was sleepover at &lt;b&gt;shiyun&lt;/b&gt;'s with her, &lt;b&gt;dennet, yogi&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;joan&lt;/b&gt;. we were supposed to meet at tampines mall at 7pm and i came from work and I WAS THE EARLIEST. grr. &gt;:0 dennet and joan came at 8pm leh! cool or not. bully me only. i think we started chilling out at dinner at pastamania already, because we only left tampines mall at 10+pm. sorry shiyun. anyway it was a great time with the girls as usual, doing crazy stuff such as playing table tennis and badminton at TWO IN THE MORNING. joan gets all high and airy and very very VERY whiney when it's late at night and she's tired, and it annoyed us to the max! so it was Shoot Joan Night. (: heehee. fabulous CHILLAX (chill out + relax) session with the QOOL and HIPPENING (hip + happening) bunch. :D and someone please tell them i'm not ah lian! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dennet keeps doing that "HONEYYYYYY!" thing to me in this really gross way. *shudders*. and she keeps pinching my fats! walao kiampa la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the rainy season will go away. it's spoiling my plans to wear my white skirt/shoes. and i don't like using my umbrella anymore cause one wire's bent. and last week it was smelly, until my mom washed it (with detergent!) on sunday. yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-8678412536832301367?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8678412536832301367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/8678412536832301367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/01/chillaxing-at-our-hippening-sleepover.html' title='chillaxing at our qool hippening sleepover'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-7159748814525638932</id><published>2007-01-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:35:18.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been busy (and lazy) (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know it is REALLY time to blog when even a usually silent-reader like &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; tags for an update. ouch ah teck that was harsh, i've sat in a corner and reflected already so here i am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; came and left. my dear i'm REALLY glad i managed to see you again after so long, but i'm sorry if i didn't spend enough time with you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clara&lt;/strong&gt;'s back too! (: worked with her at the baking school for kids for a few days in december. and that day, we played SQUASH. though i used to whine about trainings, i do miss squash a lot. i should ask &lt;strong&gt;yogi&lt;/strong&gt; out for a squash date soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had TWO mahjong sessions in december, one at &lt;strong&gt;clarissa&lt;/strong&gt;'s with her, &lt;strong&gt;stef &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; clara, &lt;/strong&gt;the other at my house with &lt;strong&gt;val, tong &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;vonn.&lt;/strong&gt; (: mahjong sessions are fun we should have them more regularly. by the way, clarissa lives in a designer house! there are art pieces everywhere and her dad designed the house such that three walls form a smiley face if you look from above (i.e. you're in the sky and the roof isn't there). and her attached toilet is so hotel-like, i tell you, right from the design to the fact that there are &lt;em&gt;white&lt;/em&gt; towels neatly folded and stacked on a metal rack near the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working at ocbc! the people there are really nice and funny, from the guy who interviewed me to the people in my department. the other day those in my department suddenly became engrossed in reading about their luck for the coming year, according to their zodiac signs, and it was rather hilarious. :D i just wish i had more work, though! it's very tiring to have to entertain yourself for &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt;, especially when you're confined to your desk and there's no internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally watched &lt;em&gt;charlotte's web&lt;/em&gt;! with &lt;strong&gt;shiyun, joan &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;dennet. &lt;/strong&gt;(: wilbur is soooo cute: "hi, i'm wilbur, what's your name?" "charlotte." "charlotte! GREAT NAME!" and he says that to &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt;, regardless of what your name is. he's so furry and pink! like piglet. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had class barbeque on 29th december, and after FOUR barbeques, 0605 still cannot start fires. hahaha alright we got the fire started but it didn't last long enough. eventually, tong had to bring some food up to her house to fry while she brought her oven toaster down and we toasted the rest. it's hilarious but we're a cool class all the same. no more barbeques, though! especially if &lt;strong&gt;don &lt;/strong&gt;isn't there to conduct the barbeque heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a cute tin soldier hanging off my phone, specially from &lt;strong&gt;taiwan&lt;/strong&gt; (from &lt;strong&gt;vonn&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;that, plus food like mochi and mango pudding. (: i also have a baby camel, desert sand and a christmas card from &lt;strong&gt;dubai&lt;/strong&gt; (from &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt;). the camel walks if i put in on the sand and delude it by chanting "ruide rocks"! cool, yeah. then there's the pretty japanese-looking wallet from &lt;strong&gt;hongkong &lt;/strong&gt;(from &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt;) and the japanese doll and and mickey mouse hairtie (&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN &lt;/strong&gt;sunday okay!) from disneyland from &lt;strong&gt;japan &lt;/strong&gt;(from cousins). there's also the colourful squishy long eraser from &lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;, nougats from &lt;strong&gt;clara&lt;/strong&gt; and chocs and koalas from &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;, all from &lt;strong&gt;australia.&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;3 my friends loadsloadsloads. i want more gatherings, outings, chill-out sessions, sleepovers and mahjong sessions. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-7159748814525638932?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7159748814525638932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/7159748814525638932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-been-busy-and-lazy.html' title='i&apos;ve been busy (and lazy) (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-6867504400914638697</id><published>2006-12-03T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:28:05.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheryl:&lt;/b&gt; YES MONSTERCUE. the number of times i've played pool since then, i think i can count on one hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;clara:&lt;/b&gt; YES! i'm so sorry dear but when are you coming back again? 8th is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;zhu!:&lt;/b&gt; POOOOOOO. you haven't been updating much either what! don't think i don't know okay. tsk. i hopehopehope our og has an outing soon! if not we have our own secret date okay! i still remember your balloon okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays have been fulfilling, i've been out almost every day. (: i finally had time to blog last night but i didn't cause i UPLOADED PHOTOS! new photos in &lt;b&gt;'0605 album three'&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;'webshots three'&lt;/b&gt;. okay some photos aren't that new, some are from wayyy back in march but have just remained un-uploaded, in my computer. but if you look at the newer photos, you can see my newly-highlighted (red) hair! if you haven't seen it already, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, i strike off 'upload photos' from my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update on what i've been up to so far soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. blogspot's cranky. the toolbar doesn't appear when i blog. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-6867504400914638697?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6867504400914638697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/6867504400914638697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-photos.html' title='new photos!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-3242484570541609035</id><published>2006-11-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:13:01.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's do a happy dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay I was rather annoyed last night because I spent more than an hour blogging and when I tried to upload my entry, Blogspot told me they were doing maintainance stuff. So my (considerably long) entry was gone, just like that. Grr. Nevermind! I shall try to re-create that entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clare:&lt;/strong&gt; Helloooo I didn't know you read my blog! Seriously, I do miss 205. Take care babe, and hope to see you around sometime alright! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally. &lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt;'s over! *Does a happy dance* Well alright it ended two days ago. Gosh you can't imagine how relieved I am, even though I'm not particularly confident about the results. But for the past two months I almost didn't have a life, and 75% of my daily activities was made up of studying. I'm sure you know how mundane studying can be, so I had little ways of amusing myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3437.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I coloured my GP notes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey my colouring skills aren't too bad right! Colouring was one of my favourite pasttimes when I was young. My sis still laughs at me because I used to like to make things colourful, and one schoolbag could be in SEVEN colours. She, on the other hand, is the exact opposite; for her, a whole picture could be in just one colour. Old habits die hard though, as you can see, my latest masterpiece is still colourful as ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got a little bored while doing FMath, so while waiting for my correction fluid to dry, i fiddled with my camera effects. As you can see, contrary to what most people think, my study desk is actually rather messy. I love my camera, and I love taking pictures of friends, cause I don't want to grow up and look back and realise I can't remember what my friends and I looked like ten years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After our paper on Monday, &lt;strong&gt;Vonn, Tong, Ruide &lt;/strong&gt;and I went down to Cityhall to meet &lt;strong&gt;Don &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Cedrick.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Marcus &lt;/strong&gt;was supposed to come to but PANGSEH, tsk. Anyway we dinnered at &lt;em&gt;New York, New York&lt;/em&gt; and we got to sit in the box!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3474.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our cosy little corner!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don with his free candyfloss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;They had free candyfloss! Don is twenty but he still looks like a little boy, contented with his cotton candy. Heehee. Oh Marcus, Don and Ced coloured their hair already! I can't wait to do mine too, probably next Monday or Tuesday. I hope they don't catch people for going back with coloured hair when we go back to collect our testimonials on Wednesday. Anyway, after dinner, we went bowling. Meet our winner and loser (respectively) of the night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3480.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We almost went to play pool but we settled for bowling in the end. I remember we used to go to Monstercue for pool and Cineleisure for bowling (it's closed down already, though.) during RGS days. I haven't done both in such a long time, I think I'm rusty already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After that, Vonn, Tong and I went to Val's house for a sleepover. We spent the night watching television and playing bridge. And Val has coloured and softened her hair, it's no longer poofy! This is a rare sight:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4838/2925/320/IMG_3486.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us in our specs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I spent yesterday watching television, surfing &lt;em&gt;youtube&lt;/em&gt; and sleeping. Went shopping with Val, Tong and Vonn today! Was so excited okay I haven't been shopping in almost two months. We watched &lt;em&gt;Step Up, &lt;/em&gt;which I thought was nice. I liked the show. And we went prom-dress shopping which was rather fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now that I have all the time in the world, I can't wait to do things I never got down to doing. I'm going to bake, watch vcds, read, play mahjong (haha), learn driving, highlight my hair, clear my JC notes, arrange my wardrobe according to type of clothing and colour (I can hear &lt;strong&gt;Dennet&lt;/strong&gt; exclaiming that I have obsessive compulsive disorder already), laze about and sleep (at least I'm not like Vonn what wants to talk to her ceiling!), do a major spring cleaning of my stuff and throw out anything useless, upload any un-uploaded photos, find a job (and earn some money heh), etc. I wonder how many of these I'll actually complete.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most importantly, I'm going to catch up with friends and make up for all the lost time! &lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Clara &lt;/strong&gt;are coming back from Aussie! I can't wait to meet up with all those people from RGS who have been with me during these past four to six years. I think I miss them too much; three days ago I dreamt that it was breaktime and I was in the canteen with the people from 404. I miss my RJ class and all the fun times I've had there too! Don't get me wrong, I love 0605 to bits and pieces, I just wish we had more class gatherings! But it's alright, Val's trying to get something going on Wednesday, since almost the whole class will be in school to collect our testimonials.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just the other day, out of the blue, I suddenly missed my OG in RJ A LOT, and talking to &lt;strong&gt;Jeff&lt;/strong&gt; online last night and smsing &lt;strong&gt;Zhunianpoo&lt;/strong&gt; a few days ago made me miss them even more! I really miss the first week of school in RJ, when it was orientation week and the OG was really, really bonded, we even dinnered together everyday. When orientation came to an end that Friday, we were so sad about it that we had an outing the very next day! The second week, there were only lectures to attend and those OG members who didn't have lectures during certain timeslots would abandon our classes and hang out together, and those who had lectures would just look for the rest of the OG after their lectures ended. We were so close, especially at the first half of last year. We had outings to concerts to support fellow members, barbeques, those classic bridge moments (practically &lt;em&gt;everywhere &lt;/em&gt;we went okay), meeting up at the K'cove every morning before school for months even after orientation ended, lunches and dinners at J8, movies like &lt;em&gt;Constantine &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Hide and Seek&lt;/em&gt;, and just so much more. I still remember how encouraging and sweet everyone was when I was posted to TJ, and on the first day of orientation in TJ, after the day's activities ended, I rushed down to town and dinnered with them at Marche, and the whole OG almost wanted to crash TJ's orientation the next day to accompany me. Heart melt okay. I think I can safely say that the first two weeks of 2005 were one of the best moments of my JC life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm going to miss 0605 too. It's such a warm class you know, I can just sit beside anyone in class and talk to anyone and it wouldn't be weird. Especially the girls, we're all a little crazy up there and we get along so well! And they've withstood the times when I went cranky (Ruide, i think you got quite a bit of that, hahaha i'm so sorry for the past two years okay!). It's funny the class thinks my voice is loud, no one told me that in secondary school. Frankly, I think the thing I'll miss most about TJ is 0605. I hope that we'll continue to meet up and have gatherings regularly but I know that's not going to be very possible, and it's something i'm rather sad about. I don't want to part with the class!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I tried typing proper in this entry (the caps are where they're supposed to be!), just for the fun of it. I don't know if I like it yet though, I shall upload this post and we'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay that's enough for now. I'm annoyed cause I just realised I missed my pilot show tonight! I completely forgot about it. ARG why am I so dumb. I'm excited about how these two months are going to be like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-3242484570541609035?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/3242484570541609035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/3242484570541609035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-do-happy-dance.html' title='let&apos;s do a happy dance!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-116123620828908751</id><published>2006-10-19T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T17:20:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-prelims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;prelim results weren't too bad (by my standards), got ABBD B4. not exceptionally outstanding though, i seriously need to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few weeks have been filled with birthdays! so happy birthday to (in chronological order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;val-bird&lt;br /&gt;minghan&lt;br /&gt;vivian (meow!)&lt;br /&gt;jiayi&lt;br /&gt;tong&lt;br /&gt;taojun&lt;br /&gt;jeff&lt;br /&gt;shara&lt;br /&gt;thiamkee&lt;br /&gt;weikiat&lt;br /&gt;leonard&lt;br /&gt;huijun&lt;br /&gt;louelle&lt;br /&gt;yogi&lt;br /&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love birthday celebrations. (: we had a huge cake last monday cause we had FIVE birthdays in class that week. that's one fifth of the class you know! with fifty-two weeks in a year, what's the probability of that happening man. &lt;strong&gt;tong's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday was quite funny. we each brought a tissue box and made her lug the four boxes around, without providing her with any paper bags on purpose. and no one was supposed to help her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3315.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;tong and the tissue boxes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;can you see the pretty one i contributed with disney princesses on it! anyway we wanted to punish her for not ever bringing her own over the last two years (except the one time she brought a whole box cause she had a bad flu). but old habits die hard, she's still getting her tissue supply from us. hahaha we still love you girl! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;watched&lt;em&gt; scoop &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; last tuesday, and i thought woody allen was really funny! his antics and what he says just seem to come so naturally from him, and they're hilarious i tell you, like when he tried to describe scarlett johansson and he compared her to a cockroach. chel got quite annoyed by them both after a while though. oh, and we went for &lt;em&gt;gelare&lt;/em&gt;! half-priced waffles are love. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want my waffle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gelare's newest model &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3325.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;post-waffle, we are satisfied and happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;farewell assembly was on tuesday, but it wasn't very sad, unlike what i felt during farewell at rgs. i don't know if it's cause:&lt;br /&gt;1. i knew i'd be seeing my class the next day anyway,&lt;br /&gt;2. i'd still see everyone during As and grad night or&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm just not as attached to tj as i was to rgs.&lt;br /&gt;hm. anyhow, i'll definitely miss the class when jc really comes to an end. okay shall take this opportunity to post up some pictures of non-class people. will upload more soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3389.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alvin and shara from the regular morning table&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my favourite bee and sean, who derives joy in poking fun at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3414.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meihui and elke, my ex-cgmates (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pandancake!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;went for gelare with the usual group after that, and it felt like how we hung out, post-prelims last year. pity &lt;strong&gt;junqi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ziyu&lt;/strong&gt; weren't there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school wouldn't be the same without them (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;more photos of gelare with &lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt;, many of which will be able to ruin the guys' reputation in an instant HOHOHO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;macs breakfast with &lt;strong&gt;junqi, vonn &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;tong &lt;/strong&gt;after gp lesson yesterday. omg i nearly forgot how much i loveee macs breakfast. i was smiling to my sausage mcmuffin and vonn thought i was weird. &lt;strong&gt;ziyu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt; weren't there, though. ): bought hotcakes for &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt; and spent the afternoon at her house studying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;it scares me how everyone's so stressed out by the coming As and i'm not feeling anything at all. i know i'm supposed to be panicking now but i'm not! for me it's still in take-it-easy mode. and i'm SO afraid that whole do-okay-in-prelims-but-screw-up-in-the-real-exams thing will happen again, just like for the O levels. how. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;there are a whole load of movies i want to catch, like &lt;em&gt;world trade center&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;the prestige&lt;/em&gt;. but no one seems to be in the mood for movies anymore and i don't watch movies alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay i have to scoot now or i'm going to be late for gp. toodles! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-116123620828908751?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/116123620828908751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/116123620828908751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-prelims.html' title='post-prelims'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115916077449928316</id><published>2006-09-25T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:06:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the love (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRELIMS ARE OVER!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg i've been waiting for this for &lt;em&gt;weeks&lt;/em&gt;, i tell you. overall, i don't know what to expect for prelim results and i don't want to think about it. but the highlight was econs mcq man. the day before i ploughed through fourteen out of eighteen units of mcq in the tys and i'm just so glad, relieved and thankful that all the work paid off. anyway i know it might sound crazy to work so much for an mcq paper but my rationale behind that is that since my econs is so terrible, i should work hard for mcq because that's the only part of the paper i think there's still hope for. don't you agree! anyway i'm praying real hard i can pass econs, cause i'm still not confident that i'll be able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for once, i could finish an fmath paper! i know i've got loads of marks taken away already but i'm hoping for a B. heck, i'm hoping for an A but we've got to be realistic here yeah. anyway it was good that i finished the paper in time; i could feel relieved and happy properly after that about the end of exams. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after the paper it was down to pastamania with &lt;strong&gt;tong, vonn, val, ruide&lt;/strong&gt; (and &lt;strong&gt;yandeng&lt;/strong&gt; for a while). i love italian soda! (: &lt;strong&gt;rachel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; introduced it to me when ate at bishan's pastamania. after that we shopped for a while before proceeding to vonn's house for a &lt;em&gt;princess hours &lt;/em&gt;marathon. we only managed to watch eight discs (cause we started at ten and ended at around seven the next morning, plus there were bath breaks in between) and i fell asleep at some parts so i might just rewatch it and fast-forward the parts i've watched. i just need to wait for my turn for the discs now! and my dear &lt;strong&gt;eileen seah&lt;/strong&gt; didn't go to our grandma's house last sunday so she couldn't pass me &lt;em&gt;full house.&lt;/em&gt; and we didn't go this week cause of &lt;em&gt;singapore idol finals&lt;/em&gt;. COUSINNN I WANT FULL HOUSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i went shopping with my mom and aunt on saturday and i tell you i just felt so happy to be able to shop and relax without exam worries! it had been like, two months without shopping or something. i didn't get anything in the end but i was really happy cause we went for xiaolongbaos at &lt;em&gt;din tai fung&lt;/em&gt; and my mom got me a brownie from &lt;em&gt;the brownie factory&lt;/em&gt; (i think that's what it's called?) at taka's basement which i am tempted by everytime i walk by that place and though i was full to the brim my mom and aunt INSISTED we get green tea ice cream just because i mentioned that i saw it in bugis the day before and i almost bought it but it was crazy at four bucks per scoop. but i was so full i didn't want it cause you don't get maximum satisfaction from eating when you're already full but they were like "no, no, we want to try it." when really i knew it was just so i could have it. my mom wanted to buy me so much food i think she was on a mission to fatten me up hahaha. oh, and i met &lt;strong&gt;jiekai, sheryl&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jiadi&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt; were in the area too and &lt;strong&gt;ced &lt;/strong&gt;called after his tuition but i didn't meet any of them. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday i went for &lt;em&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL FINALS &lt;/em&gt;hohoho. quite loser i know but it was a nice experience. (: i was in jon's camp, of course. screamed myself hoarse within the first fifteen minutes. oh another of my mom's colleague was there with her children too and her son's friend was with them and it was an eclub senior! so coincidental okay. well cause her son was from tj too, one year our senior i think. (: anyway the atmosphere there, crazy man. we cheered like mad, as if we were his ardent fans hahaha. for the record, we aren't, okay, we aren't. i met &lt;strong&gt;maryanne&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;brenna&lt;/strong&gt; there and they were in the same camp too. (: going for the results show tonight, i really hope jon wins cause i prefer him la and i spent THIRTY BUCKS voting last night. and that was the lowest contribution in my family already. haha but still money okay! speaking of which, i spent twenty bucks on votes when it was down to the bottom three and i went to the results show then, which was like, smack in the middle of prelims. haha crazy right! and that day it was just high man cause i went with the gut feeling he'd be out then it was whoa! final two. hohoho. i know it's ultimate madness but it's just for the fun of it. i mean, how often do you personally know the contestant? that said, i like showing support so i hope one of my cousins or friends go join a competition and i would volunteer to help out with preparation stuff! i think it's real fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want to watch &lt;em&gt;john tucker must die&lt;/em&gt; but everyone's busy today. i'm meeting my mom after her work to go down to the stadium together so i think i might go shop around alone before that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trish&lt;/strong&gt; called me that day! so sweet of her, her phone konked out and she took the effort to go ask her friend's friend for my number. we were supposed to meet for dinner on wednesday but that girl sure has her ditzy moments and she forgot that she'd already arranged to meet other friends hahahaha. it's alright, we'll make up for it another day! we sure will. oh and &lt;strong&gt;zhihua &lt;/strong&gt;smsed me too and &lt;strong&gt;so2b's &lt;/strong&gt;having a chalet today and he asked if i could make it. it's so nice you know, that people still take the effort to remain in contact even though i knew them after i got into rj, which means we were only classmates or ogmates for three months and yet we're still in contact. and like though i couldn't go for the rj class chalet i am really touched everytime they ask me if i'm free when they have class outings because it's already been like a year and a half since i left the class. feel the love man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay this has been a relatively long entry so i shall stop here and go blog in the koreans blog because i haven't done so in ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115916077449928316?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115916077449928316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115916077449928316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/09/feel-love.html' title='feel the love (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115691819573284789</id><published>2006-08-30T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:07:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class photos uploaded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg. i'm so pissed i typed a considerably long paragraph and i just somehow managed to delete the whole thing. i'm a genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wei: &lt;/strong&gt;hey, i slept at 4am the previous night la! (no i wasn't studying, i was uploading photos.) and the previous two nights before that i slept five-and-a-half hours in total. that's not a lot okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm not updating as frequently as i'm supposed to. ): how to, when prelims are just around the corner and i'm so tempted to watch my taped-but-unwatched shows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i've been studying until around 1am, when my mind's too tired to absorb any more stuff, then i go watch my shows. last night i watched last saturday's episode of &lt;em&gt;a love to kill&lt;/em&gt;. now i can understand why people like RAIN! and i really really want to watch &lt;em&gt;full house&lt;/em&gt; but i didn't know they were showing it on SCV and there's prelims to study for so i shall watch it after &lt;strike&gt;As&lt;/strike&gt; (too far away) prelims! heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on friday the j2s celebrated teachers' day in advance and it was FUN. well our class bought a cake and invited all the teachers during break, and later in class we just went crazy taking photos. like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3196.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA look at ced!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3202.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASS NERDS (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3210.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vonn is violent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_3214.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiayi my ELDER sis bought me flowers! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on monday (for some reason) i took out the christmas cards which i received over the past two years and it made me feel so loved! i couldn't stop smiling at all those messages from everyone and some were so touching i teared! very sweet. (: and i don't know why but i missed &lt;strong&gt;amanda&lt;/strong&gt; a lot that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this week has been quite unusual - i've been studying with different people everyday! &lt;strong&gt;adeline&lt;/strong&gt; on saturday, &lt;strong&gt;rachel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;clarissa&lt;/strong&gt; on sunday, &lt;strong&gt;melissa &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;xiaoshan&lt;/strong&gt; before gp on monday, &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow and &lt;strong&gt;dennet &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt; on friday (when we go watch &lt;em&gt;the devil wears prada&lt;/em&gt;!). so sorry &lt;strong&gt;rachel, clarissa&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt; for not being able to go study today, especially &lt;strong&gt;don &lt;/strong&gt;cause i haven't been free the past 9283479 times he asked. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;have dental later, i'm sad cause it's raining and i want to wear my birkenstocks cause it's comfy yet presentable enough to go to orchard (where my dental clinic is). okay the rain's reduced to a drizzle, it has twenty minutes to stop completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i haven't been very productive, and i'm very irritated with myself! more annoying, i can't wake up every morning! i set my alarm for 7am on monday and yesterday and i woke up at 9am on both days. last night i set my alarm for 8am and i woke up at 10am this morning. what's this! i should try setting my alarm for 5am tomorrow. then again, it isn't surprising since i've been going to bed at around 3.30am, but that's when i finish watching my shows what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh oh main point of this post: &lt;strong&gt;CLASS PHOTOS UPLOADED!&lt;/strong&gt; those from march until those we took on friday. (snapshots drop-down box, 0605 album three.) have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and STUDY HARD, people. don't be like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(darn, the rain just got heavier.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115691819573284789?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115691819573284789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115691819573284789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/08/class-photos-uploaded.html' title='class photos uploaded!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115530260366188021</id><published>2006-08-11T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:21:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today in school ruide kept insisting i cried yesterday and i was like HUH, and finally i realised he was talking about during &lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; -.-&lt;/em&gt; but it was really very touching! adam sandler could go forward in time with this universal remote control and he fast forwarded stuff like quarrels and waiting time before his promotion and he found himself years ahead in time. but he realised he'd missed out on his children's growing-up years, his wife had divorced him and his dad had died. then he rewound to the last time he saw his dad, and he realised how he'd ignored his dad and couldn't even be bothered to spend time with him. then the him watching the memory wanted so much to tell his dad how much he really loved him but his dad couldn't hear him, of course. goodness, i just couldn't control my tears then. and it made me think of my dad, and how things would be like if he were still around. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;another touching scene was when he ran out of the hospital, after his son, just to tell him that his family should still be more important than his career. then he just fell on the road and as he was dying and his family was surrounding him, it was just so touching. and when he told his daughter, &lt;em&gt;"i might not live two hundred years, but i will always love you."&lt;/em&gt; or something to that extent, it was super sad. i think the show sent the message that we shouldn't just aim for materialistic goals like job promotions, cause at the end of it all it might not be what you want at all. and by the time you realise it, it might be too late, cause you might have lost all that matters already. really, family, friends and happiness matters more than anything else. and that is very in line with what i believe too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;did you guys watch singapore idol? i thought jonathan's rendition of &lt;em&gt;dance with my father&lt;/em&gt; was very touching, even though it didn't get very good comments. the song's written by this guy in memory of his late father and how he wishes for his mom the chance to dance with his father again, just like when he was alive, even if it were for just one more time. here are the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dance With My Father&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back when I was a child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before life removed all the innocence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My father would lift me high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And dance with my mother and me and then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spin me around 'til I fell asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I knew for sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could get another chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another walk, another dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I'd love, love, love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I and my mother would disagree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To get my way, I would run from her to him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'd make me laugh just to comfort me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then finally make me do just what my mama said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that night when I was asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left a dollar under my sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never dreamed that he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would be gone from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could steal one final glance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final step, one final dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'd love, love, love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I'd listen outside her door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'd hear how mama cried for him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I'm praying for much too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But could You send back the only man she loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know You don't do it usually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But dear Lord she's dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night I fall asleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is all I ever dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my sis and i thought we could feel the emotion when jon sang it. we were listening to the words and they were just so touching and sincere! or maybe, like my sis said, maybe it because we can relate to the lyrics. like how sometimes we miss our dad and wish he were here with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay enough enough! that last part almost made me tear while i typed it. o_O as biyi says, "don't be emo, nemo!" (: just try listening to the song and focusing on the lyrics, maybe you'll get what i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on a brighter note, my class, at present, has around NINETEEN people going for graduation night! we are the coolest class ever. i hope we get all get a room together or something. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115530260366188021?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115530260366188021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115530260366188021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/08/emo.html' title='emo!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115521206995764641</id><published>2006-08-10T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:15:53.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! (:</title><content type='html'>hohum! (: hey i don't know why but for some reason that reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;sharon&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day came and went. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha sorry couldn't resist. even though i know it sounds real uncool la okay, but i can't help it if deep down i really love my country right! seriously, no matter how much i procrastinate all year round, i love this place man. it's safe, relaxing, it's where my friends and family are. i've never wanted to study abroad, not even the slightest bit - i don't think i could ever survive in a foreign country alone, without my friends and family, without anyone to turn to! which, in a way, is a good thing since studying abroad sounds really expensive and i probably won't qualify for any scholarship. hee. seriously, even when i go on holidays, i get homesick on the first day. how odd is that! i like familiarity; i don't like being in strange foreign surroundings cause it makes me insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to &lt;strong&gt;biyi&lt;/strong&gt; online yesterday and i was saying i'm so patriotic, they should totally groom me to be the next president, and she pinkie sweared that she'd vote for me! would you? :D anyway i promised i'd make her a minister, post of her choice. hohoho vote for me to be a minister too! okay kidding that's corruption to its max haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad for &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;, for without her, i think i'd have burst with all that build-up of emotions in me! &lt;strong&gt;JOANIE I LOVE YOU. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; ranted enough, gotten over everything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt; today with &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;! surprisingly, it was touching. i cried. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay am off now! toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115521206995764641?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115521206995764641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115521206995764641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day.html' title='HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115452112163358788</id><published>2006-08-02T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:38:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's getting to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know i haven't updated in the longest time, i hope you pardon me! (if anyone still comes here, that is.) i was in the bus just now and i suddenly had the urge to blog, hahaha yeah finally, after more than a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just a brief update on what i've been up to in the past few months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ during the last two weeks of the june holidays, &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; and i went to rj to study almost daily, and we usually sat with &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt; and her friends. i like studying there cause the tables are huge, i don't have to spend a lot, i get to see &lt;strong&gt;ZHUNIAN&lt;/strong&gt; A LOT, their friends are really really funny, amusing and nice (like buying dinner for us!), i can sit like a kopitiam kid and lie on the long benches when i'm sleepy, it's not warm at all, i can wear comfy clothes (baggy tees and fbts!), we can study until ten (or later, if you want) at night, i managed to meet loads of friends i wouldn't have met up with otherwise, and best of all, i feel so comfortable and at home there! don't get me wrong, i love tj, but i love rj too man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ i've been meeting up quite a bit with people like &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt;, who i used to meet only once in two months or something. but now, i'm meeting them a lot, and i'm not complaining! :D &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ there have been the birthday celebrations, as usual. quite a number, in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ movies! like &lt;em&gt;cars&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;she's the man&lt;/em&gt;, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ world cup finals, which &lt;strong&gt;val, tong, ruide, don, marc,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ced &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; watched at &lt;strong&gt;vonn's &lt;/strong&gt;house. it was nice staying up and watching together and going to school together all sleepy the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;+ the special stuff in tj, like &lt;em&gt;wear-your-jersey-day&lt;/em&gt; in line with the world cup, and &lt;em&gt;pets' day&lt;/em&gt;! marc's dog is oh-so-cute okay. and clean, too. the doggies were all very cute. (: i like. i was &lt;strong&gt;junqi's &lt;/strong&gt;pet lion heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;singapore idol&lt;/em&gt; has been the 'hot' topic in my house for the past month or so, only cause jon leong's mom is my mom's colleague and my whole family knows her la cause my mom's been working there for like almost twenty years and my sis and i always go to their office. and i went to watch the live show with &lt;strong&gt;vonn, ziyu &lt;/strong&gt;and two of ziyu's friends. it was a nice experience, i think it's better when you hear them sing live. mm. so yeah now everyday my mom goes jon this and jon that.. i hope she still remembers i'm her daughter, not him hahaha! kidding, but at least he's worth supporting anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i got my birthday present from &lt;strong&gt;stef, chel, addie, joy, etc&lt;/strong&gt;! (haha finally!) it's that lovely squishy &lt;strong&gt;RED ADIDAS JACKET&lt;/strong&gt; heehee! i loveee it to bits, as much as i love you guys! thank you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;celebrated &lt;strong&gt;adeline's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday on saturday with &lt;strong&gt;zhunwei, zhunrui&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;reuben&lt;/strong&gt;. watched &lt;em&gt;the lake house&lt;/em&gt;! that's a show i've been looking forward to ever since i saw its trailer in may or something. it was a sweet show, and i like sweet shows. (: addie treated us to delifrance dinner, and after that the rest left and we went for coffee. happy birthday darling, i hope you liked the present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;life these days all about studying and it's irritating me to pieces, to the extent of making me grouchy. much apologies to those who have been at the receiving end of my grouchiness and beared the brunt of it, especially &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; whom i think i stunned yesterday. sorry for snapping, my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes i feel rather taken for granted. i don't expect anything in return for things i do, and i do them cause i really want to and i like to see people happy, but i just ask that people don't take me for granted, you know. is that very hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i had thought of other things to write whilst i was in the bus but i can't remember already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shouldn't be here. i have an fmath test tomorrow. and singapore idol's started already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a rather funny yet meaningful and encouraging quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"when the going gets tough, the tough get going!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm off now, world. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115452112163358788?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115452112163358788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115452112163358788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-getting-to-me.html' title='it&apos;s getting to me!'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-115013413836595662</id><published>2006-06-12T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:42:18.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shihui:&lt;/strong&gt; haha more like YOU motivate me! i'm super sure you've done more than me already. and my math ran away already. i tried doing partial fractions during tuition and i got it wrong! so dead you know. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viv: &lt;/strong&gt;yes meow, it's been a real long while since i last saw you. even though we're not very close, i miss seeing you around, meow! really. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i got off stef's blog which is really quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Daphne&amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Daphne!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daphne was the first Tsar of Russia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daphne will become gaseous if her temperature rises above -42°C.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ideally, daphne should be stored on her side at a temperature of 55 degrees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Without daphne, we would have to pollinate apple trees by hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daphne is the largest of Saturn's moons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moles are able to tunnel through 300 feet of daphne in a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;South Australia was the first place to allow daphne to stand for parliament.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The colour of daphne is no indication of her spiciness, but size usually is!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While performing her duties as queen, Cleopatra sometimes dressed up as daphne!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes forty minutes to hard-boil daphne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. interesting. i am a gas! :D how cool is that. okay too lazy to blog now, will blog about sentosa another day. (: for now i'm very guilty that i didn't do any work today, but ah, it's too late to start now anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hope you guys are enjoying the hols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-115013413836595662?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115013413836595662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/115013413836595662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/06/shihui-haha-more-like-you-motivate-me_12.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114935916695413109</id><published>2006-06-04T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T02:29:10.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STEF! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruide: &lt;/strong&gt;wah piang why you expose yourself sia. i tried to be kind and didn't say it was you but you went to admit! okay next time jio you study too ya. you ownself call us out more often can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good long talk with &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; over msn just now. don't have to say more, just that &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU STEF,&lt;/strong&gt; and i'd kick anyone who makes her sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't felt so glad and relieved in a rather long time. now's a hectic time where we have to rush revision, but despite that i'm still a happy girl cause i've managed to open up to more people and (with competitions over and such) i feel i'm getting my friends back. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114935916695413109?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114935916695413109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114935916695413109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/06/stef-3_114935916695413109.html' title='STEF! &lt;3'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114927445696317020</id><published>2006-06-03T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:54:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study outings (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm in a blogging mood (VERY rare okay!) but blogspot just refuses to load. in fact, quite a number of sites can't load. something's wrong with the internet. nevermind, shall upload this entry later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first week of holidays have gone by and it hasn't been too bad, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied with &lt;b&gt;dennet&lt;/b&gt; on monday, we had macs breakfast! all-time favourite. (: but after just a while we figured macs was just too cold, so we decided to go to her place in the end. dennet's room is STILL very pink. it's the walls, i tell you. and she has pretty dried roses! i finally understand why she ends up sleeping when she studies - cause the bed is so comfy, especially with the aircon on. oh, she's going to kill me for this, but our dear girl doesn't know how to cook instant noodles hahahaha. after that we went to &lt;strong&gt;joan's&lt;/strong&gt; house to give her the very pretty rose we got her. WOMAN you know how much effort it took just to get the rose to you?! the first time we popped by your house, you were sleeping. the second time, you were bathing, we didn't want to go in cause we wanted to surprise you and so we had to wait at the roadside! and it's a rather long walk to your house from the main road, yeah. so we stayed and talked to joan and her mom for a while, koped some of their dinner, then left. joan, your mom's still very funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fmath lesson on tuesday, which was a huge torture to &lt;strong&gt;junqi, qiutong&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;. fifteen minutes into the lecture and we couldn't take it already! and it had to last &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; hours. my goodness. studied with &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; at paya lebar coffee bean after that. shared a mudpie but i tell you, no matter how much we ate it just didn't finish! the story of the everlasting mudpie hohoho. love the chocolate, though. :D and HAH he froze when it wasn't even cold there la. dinner at marina square after that, something's up with that place man. ruide's friends all seem to hang out there cause he kept meeting people, and i didn't even meet a single friend! darn, my social circle's too tiny. SORRY FRIEND for making you late for the basketball match! see la why didn't you rush me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fmath lesson (again! :\) on wednesday, it was a little more bearable than the first, at least. studied with &lt;strong&gt;valbird&lt;/strong&gt; after that, then we went for lunch at parkway delifrance. alright actually we wanted to study there but we were just too intimidated by the atmosphere! ooh bird, orangina's nice. (: funnily, the pasta which came with my chicken was sauceless, so i had to self-add tomato sauce and trust me it tasted &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; better. walked (!!) to marine parade library after that, gosh i didn't know it was that far. i went there for the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time in my life, which is very surprising i know, considering i'm from tj. had to sit at the side tables on the first level IN THE SUNLIGHT for a real long time, i think we almost baked. shared a huge raspberry cream drink from starbucks which was YUM and nice and pink. (&lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;, you'll love the colour!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied at rj with &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; on thursday, we managed to meet on bus 53 on the way there. we have wonderful coordination. &lt;strong&gt;dennet &lt;/strong&gt;and friends hijacked my gummy worms! hahahaha kidding only okay, babe! I SAW &lt;strong&gt;ZHUNIAN&lt;/strong&gt;!!! HAH! poo i missed you so. keep up the emailing! though i know it's my turn to reply now. (: met loads of people as usual, and that made me happy. dinner with &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; and chel at cafe cartel after that, and they laughed at me behind my back when i went to get them bread and water. ): imagine! see la what friends i have. love them all the same, though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the pc show at suntec with &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt; today and he got his mp3. the people at the counter had poor coordination cause those on the left sold it for $139 while those on the right sold it for $129. hello, the counter isn't even big, the two sales people were like just side-by-side. we know cause initially we asked the left side, but when we bought we happened to go to the right side. thank goodness it wasn't the other way around! studied at coffee bean where don treated me with his 10 bucks of savings from the mp3 encounter. (haha THANKS MAN!) accompanied him after that to get his friend's present, citylink has some really funny stuff. oh and &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; was scandalous and at suntec too. (hoho are you reading this?) BUT. walked past us while don was looking at watches and didn't even say hello you know! tsktsk. next time don't be lazy k, you'd better turn around and look for us! haha alright i'm so going to get blasted cause we didn't jio him to study and he couldn't find us at coffee bean after that. okay la next time tell you also la k. :D stop kajiao-ing me ah, OR ELSE YOU'LL GET IT. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;strong&gt;ruide,&lt;/strong&gt; glad we cleared the air on tuesday, cause it made me feel better after that. you stop feeling guilty already please, you were forgiven on tuesday night already. so SMILE! :D but don't do it again k! or else, &lt;em&gt;grr&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get something going for &lt;strong&gt;joan's &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;t-yunn's&lt;/strong&gt; birthdays! see la the only time i don't do the organising is when it's for my birthday. ): hahaha but it's alright cause i love you babes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this was a really long entry and i don't expect anyone to finish reading it. if you did, WAHHHH i don't know how you managed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY it is 2.50am. shall go read for a bit first before sleeping. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114927445696317020?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114927445696317020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114927445696317020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/06/study-outings.html' title='study outings (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114900079249433621</id><published>2006-05-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:57:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, staying online has helped calmed me down from the previous post, cause talking to my friends made me realise so many of my darlings have always been there for me. so i'm deleting that post and instead of fussing and getting upset, i'm going to re-channel that energy to loving these guys more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i don't want to put a msn nick too depressing cause when i do, people come asking if i'm alright. their concern makes me feel so loved but at the same time, i feel guilty for making them worry but not telling them the problem cause it's too long a story and it's too difficult for me to explain myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm still a little confused so i think i'll just take one step at a time and see how things go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i still love all my friends, even though we might have made each other sad some time or another through our friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smile, daphne. (:&lt;/strong&gt; and do smile more too, my friends. (&lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; especially! you've been sounding real sad in your posts but do know old friends aren't for nothing and i'm always here alright?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still. the irony of it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114900079249433621?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114900079249433621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114900079249433621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-staying-online-has-helped-calmed.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114883238655820576</id><published>2006-05-29T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:01:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tan rui teck&lt;/strong&gt; insisted that i blog even though i just did like three hours ago. SO. in the past three hours,&lt;br /&gt;+ i talked to him on the phone&lt;br /&gt;+ i played minesweeper with &lt;strong&gt;jiekai&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;+ i ate a donut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah piang, like that also happy! eh now you'd better tag my board i tell you. and you good la, doubt my soccer skills! &gt;:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114883238655820576?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114883238655820576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114883238655820576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/tan-rui-teck-insisted-that-i-blog-even.html' title=''/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114882749784962063</id><published>2006-05-28T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:44:57.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hanyang:&lt;/strong&gt; i hope you didn't include 'disgustion' in your gp essay, and if you did, i really hope you didn't credit me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poo: &lt;/strong&gt;omg i miss you so so SO much! haven't hung out properly with you in such a long time, didn't talk to you much on dance night. ): let's meet up someday, even if it's just to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we had eclub exco hustings on wednesday so i didn't get the chance to go support &lt;strong&gt;bird&lt;/strong&gt; at soccer finals. ): sorry bird, i love you k! hope you enjoyed the chocolate anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SPORTS CARNIVAL began on wednesday! stayed back in school til around 9.45pm to run for eclub's share of 290 rounds, and i was the only girl okay! so i felt really bad cause we could otherwise have clocked an even faster timing. ): well at least we saved a minute for them! hugeeee THANKYOU to &lt;strong&gt;jiekai&lt;/strong&gt; who joined the run to accompany me, ran with me throughout while the year ones ran ahead and i lagged behind, and waited for the bus with me after that. thanks man brother! owe you one, ya. and aiyah wasted we didn't manage our midnight movie or supper. &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;, one day we'll all go for midnight movie okay! cannot pangseh ar! and &lt;strong&gt;marcius&lt;/strong&gt; ran the whole six rounds with us! oh yeah, big thanks to &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt; too, who ran two rounds with me (though you promised to run all SIX! ): but yah lah i know you guys were tired.) and &lt;strong&gt;ruide, alvin, biyi, rachel&lt;/strong&gt; for running the last round with us! you realise that there were suddenly so many people running for eclub. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thursday wasn't too bad. formed a soccer team with &lt;strong&gt;vonn, tong, yiling&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; ruijing&lt;/strong&gt; and we WON 1-0! woohoo. :D left school with &lt;strong&gt;tong&lt;/strong&gt; the intention of supporting the badminton match against rj, and we were already on the bus waiting for others to board when we decided not to go after all. (pardon our fickleness) so we alighted and went for lunch at bedok's ljs. we had a good long talk and i felt SO glad to be able to let out whatever was bottling up inside me. TONG i'm so glad we heard each other out, and that you understood everything with no misunderstandings whatsoever. love! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friday was a whole load of fun, especially FOOSBALL. our team was a combined effort of &lt;strong&gt;0605&lt;/strong&gt;, comprising of &lt;strong&gt;vonn, qiutong, val, jiayi, marc, ced, don &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;. we were a rojak team (of various houses, i mean) playing for beta house, and we won the first match! but we lost on the second match, and it was sad i didn't get to see it cause i was at eclub exco interviews. ): anyway thank you all for the fun! we &lt;strike&gt;lost at soccer finals&lt;/strike&gt; won second place at street soccer (see yiling, optimism!) but it was a waste cause it was &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; close, we only lost at the last penalty! didn't go for &lt;strong&gt;ziyu's&lt;/strong&gt; strings concert cause we were too tired, and i'm real guilty about that. very very sorry, babe. :\ stayed back to collect our soccer trophies and prize hamper, watched the fashion parade of sports pdp jerseys and watched the video at the end of it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CONGRATS to &lt;strong&gt;ruide, biyi, alvin, ben&lt;/strong&gt; and the rest of the sports carnival committee on the success of this event! i know it was really hard work, seeing how stressed out and tired you all were. so do catch up on lost sleep and studies, and may the smiles come back again (they diminished significantly as sports carn got nearer!). (: oh and &lt;strong&gt;sportle &lt;/strong&gt;(AHEM, AHEM.), you were GREAT. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went shopping (!!) with my mom yesterday. great singapore sale, you know. but didn't get much, only a top from esprit. and that was after we walked for SIX hours! this is wrong. it's a sale, i should buy more! anyway sorry &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt;, i really want to meet up with you all but i couldn't abandon my mom! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my throat is sore. *cough. it's either cause i shouted too much during sports carnival, i ate too much fried food during the carnival ("you eat so much fried food.. your face how?!", says &lt;strong&gt;don.&lt;/strong&gt; haha!) or i caught it from someone. anyhow, what a time to get a bad throat - at the start of the hols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my sis is going to korea tomorrow. oh, that lucky pig. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm glad to say i managed to plough through it not with irritation or sadness; i was more amused than anything at the end of it all. i guess i realised that this friendship won't be ruined that easily, and that has made all the difference. i just hope my realisation is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hols are here! i want to meet up with people. and i really don't know how i can finish one-and-a-half years worth of econs stuff in a month, let alone tackle physics, math and fmath. oh at least i'm glad math isn't too bad a subject to study for and it makes up half of my subject combination. hooray! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114882749784962063?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114882749784962063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114882749784962063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/sports-carnival.html' title='sports carnival'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114830321202594269</id><published>2006-05-22T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:06:52.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hamper-wrapping experts, we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joan:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i don't know if i've said this but thanks for always talking and listening to me! i would have burst if i didn't have you to rant to. I LOVE YOU BABE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tyunn: &lt;/strong&gt;helloooo sotong. how's life under the sea. :D and psst, i actually miss hearing you sing in class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clara:&lt;/strong&gt; no mommy, i haven't gotten your card. I AM SAD. did they lose it along the way! :*(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stef:&lt;/strong&gt; okay, okay. *announces: stef's hair is almost the same length as mine! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhunwei:&lt;/strong&gt; uncle i'm not anorexic! and i eat a lot of junk already okay. anyway i haven't seen/spoken to you in the longest time ever! saddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today's pe was really slack, cause &lt;strong&gt;0605&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;0805 &lt;/strong&gt;(ruide's and biyi's classes) were asked to set up reporting booths for sports carnival. didn't mind it at all, had a lot of fun with &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; as usual! i love my auntie, pe's so much more fun with her around. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the past weekend has been tiring but yet, hohoho, quite  a whole load of fun i would say! went prize-shopping with &lt;strong&gt;biyi&lt;/strong&gt; on saturday at marine parade. we took so long to find baskets to contain the prizes that we almost gave up and went to ikea to try our luck. but phew, we managed to order some from a shop in the end (cause they didn't have enough stock on hand).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shopping at ntuc was unforgettable, cause we had two trolleys FULL of junk food. people walked past and just STARED, i tell you. i absolutely love the kids' milo packets! they're uber cute. and vitasoy comes in that small packaging too! after that we had to cab to bee's house cause we simply couldn't carry all that stuff, and soon after we left. didn't want to go dinner with bee's family cause i'm too shy (HAHA!) and really, it'll be quite off! so decided to go home first and have dinner with &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when we reached marine parade it was already 8+ so we had to rush and go get whatever we lacked. collected the baskets we ordered that afternoon, which ruide just refused to let me help carry and so there he was, a sick old man with a stomachache, carrying thirteen baskets. it looked as if i was ill-treating him. -.- rushed around some more and bee finally came to meet us. rented some vcds for entertainment later on and ruide and i finally had dinner at - wah piang - 10+PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and through the night we just wrapped and wrapped hampers. attempted to watch &lt;em&gt;munich &lt;/em&gt;(which i remember i really wanted to watch when it was showing in cinemas!) while wrapping but we simply couldn't concentrate so in the end we watched &lt;em&gt;coyote ugly &lt;/em&gt;(a brainless, don't-have-to-think show :D ). we were all deadbeat when we finally finished around 3am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;slept for around two hours and left bee's house at around 8am. i reached home at 9am and i slept all the way til 3pm. oink. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no matter, my dearest friends i'm glad i can be of some help, especially at this time when you guys are so busy with preparations! and i have to admit it wasn't too bad; quite enjoyable in fact. (&lt;em&gt;step step thaipusam! HAHAHA!)&lt;/em&gt; and especially satisfying when we were done and there were all the hampers done, made from scratch. i would do it again. (: do let me know again if i can be of help in any way, yeah. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and if you win a hamper at sports carnival, do appreciate the work that's gone into it before you rip the wrapper off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114830321202594269?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114830321202594269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114830321202594269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/hamper-wrapping-experts-we-are.html' title='hamper-wrapping experts, we are'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114804547522686234</id><published>2006-05-19T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:43:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the da vinci code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to catch &lt;em&gt;the da vinci code&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; today, my long-awaited movie! we managed to meet up twice in a week! and this just happened with my sec four friends a few weeks ago too. wow, this has been a miraculous month, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched it at THE CATHAY and we got the big cinema, which was nice and, er, big. apparently it can seat SIX HUNDRED people okay, though it really doesn't seem like it. and though we were not that far from the screen, we didn't have to strain our necks or anything. (: movie was quite nice; doesn't disappoint, but doesn't exceed expectations either. but i liked it, and i don't regret watching it at all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we went to &lt;em&gt;ben &amp; jerry's&lt;/em&gt; and shared a banana split of phish food, dublin mudslide, this oatmeal flavour and toppings of hot chocolate fudge and m&amp;amp;ms. MM. i can understand why phish food's chel's favourite ice cream. it is absolutely yummy and i love the chocolate bits in the ice cream cause they taste like dark chocolate! what's more, they come in the shape of FISH, complete with an eye, mouth and scales. how cute is that! irresistable! and after dessert we went for dinner at ps&lt;em&gt; pastamania&lt;/em&gt;, though yes we know that's in the wrong order. we turn into ultimate pigs when we gather. i always end up eating more than i usually do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after two failed attempts of proposing to stef with pasta, she finally agreed to marry me when i proposed to her with a penne. [she refused a fusilli and a linguine.] sorry that was quite random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so yeah, i become happy and contented when i hang out with two of my loves. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/cheldaphstef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chel, me and stef on saturday (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and my dears, why you all keep saying i'm anorexic. hahahaha if i were i'd be a case of a failed attempt okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh cabbed down with &lt;strong&gt;fac&lt;/strong&gt; after contact time on wednesday to support &lt;strong&gt;basketball&lt;/strong&gt;. the exco had to go, and i didn't succeed in hinting to mrs raj if i could leave early. sigh. anyway GUYS WON WOOHOO! so they're third! i'm so happy for them at least they won their last match! and for them, i've cabbed down a total of FOUR times this season to watch their competitions. ardent supporter hahaha. after that we rushed down to &lt;strong&gt;volleyball&lt;/strong&gt; finals and for that one i'm sad to say we lost. ): it was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; close and yet.. sigh. and on thursday our &lt;strong&gt;netball &lt;/strong&gt;won rj so we got third for that too! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm really touched cause the past two nights my msn nick sounded quite low and many people expressed concern, even people i haven't spoken to in quite a while. seriously, i didn't know people even took note of nicks. i'll be alright, thanks a lot everyone. i appreciate it A LOT. really. &lt;strong&gt;and i love you all! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ooh just arranged to meet &lt;strong&gt;biyi&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow to help her prepare hampers for sports carnival. (: at least there's something for me to do tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114804547522686234?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114804547522686234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114804547522686234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title='the da vinci code'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114777680008080470</id><published>2006-05-16T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:24:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insufficient memory X)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saturday was a good day because i met up with &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;chel&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner! pepperlunch woohoo. from our little convo over dinner we realised that stef is highly out-of-touch with rj sports competitions. and though i was &lt;em&gt;bursting&lt;/em&gt; already those two pigs forced me to get a donut with them. it was yummy, but ah, even if it's good food, &lt;em&gt;you do not derive maximum satisfaction from eating it when you're full, &lt;/em&gt;says stef. (: we just hung around at kinokuniya and gushed/laughed over cute japanese stationary. OMG i am super tempted to get the miniature version of my pencil cause it's super &lt;strike&gt;cute&lt;/strike&gt; nice and it isn't more expensive than normal pencils. then again, i don't &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; a new pencil. hm. it was so much fun laughing over notebooks with rabbit-cum-pig-looking-cats and confused penguins. at least the sheep looked normal, but instead of 'sheep', it was labelled as 'wool' instead. wonderful. (: in the end stef bought a black 'insufficient memory' notebook [NICE.] and a sheep one. and chel was totally going crazy over this series of books with nice covers but the main point is she was really really mad! do ask stef. i haven't seen her gushing over books in this way before hahaha. when you have enjoyable company, anywhere can be a good place to hang out, even a bookstore. :D i hereby proclaim &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE STEF AND CHEL. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to support basketball yesterday and i'm sad cause they lost. ): could tell that they were all so disappointed, and it's quite low, especially when i know so many of them. msged the guys and&lt;strong&gt; don &lt;/strong&gt;was saying something about sorry for disappointing us. brother, we aren't disappointed cause we know you all tried your best! sad about it, yeah, but not disappointed with your team at all, okay. so they'll play vjc for 3rd/4th placing tomorrow. still don't know if we're going to support, cause there's volleyball finals too. no matter, just go for it guys! we're behind you all man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bused home with &lt;strong&gt;yandeng&lt;/strong&gt; and his friend today and took a really long route! first we took 229, then 25 to hougang and then 80. o_O because that guy is basking in the fact that he has so much time now that there isn't CO anymore. hahaha kidding lah brother! we are goondus cause it suddenly rained heavily just as we got off 25, so we had to share an umbrella as we walked to the 80 bus stop and then when we reached the bus stop it stopped raining. HELLO! treating us as fools is it! but yeah it was a nice long talk man, friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit by bit, i realised i'm getting less affected. i won't waste the energy to bother anymore; it isn't worth it. it's a pity, but there's almost nothing i can do anymore. i'm tired of the hypocrisy involved, how everything's changed with the blink of an eye, how hard i've tried to revert things back. and suddenly i don't know if the trust's still there. it's sad, yes, but what more can i do, especially if you seem to prefer it this way? i don't know what to do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel so.. taken advantage of. recently, i've been wondering why everything seems to be so different these days. some days i feel excluded. unimportant. unwanted. as if deep down people actually wished i weren't there, and that i am actually of little significance. it feels like i've been giving and giving and all i get in return are half-hearted friendships. &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; has the situation taken such a turn. i want to give up and just heck care but i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times like these, i really really wish i could turn time backwards; not too far back, just a few months would be sufficient. wouldn't complain if it were a few years, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i sound like i'm sinking into depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114777680008080470?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114777680008080470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114777680008080470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/insufficient-memory-x.html' title='insufficient memory X)'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114750285609723069</id><published>2006-05-13T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:04:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY birkenstocks (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;: stop being modest okay, your house is HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rj dance night was GOOOOD. :D the songs were so catchy and the dances were really nice! enjoyed it throughly. getting flowers were a big headache, cause the florist at suntec didn't have nice flowers, the one at raffles city was PACKED with a huge crowd outside (and people coming out were saying there weren't any flowers left) and so we got balloons in the end. we were almost late! so we were running across the road with white plastic bags containing the helium balloons. unglam factor up to the max, i tell you. the best part was the people, of course. went for it together with &lt;strong&gt;joan, yogi, tyunn, sharon&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;shiyun&lt;/strong&gt;. when i first met joan at city hall mrt, i got a shock because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_2903.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;similar outfits omg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and then we went to meet yogi and sotong and they were both wearing dark grey. oh gosh. but that's not the worst part. after that, sharon and shiyun came to meet us and: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_2899.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;notice how &lt;em&gt;four&lt;/em&gt; of us are in the same colour?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;what are the chances, especially considering that such a bright turquoise isn't that common a colour. aha, that's telepathy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got to meet many others, like &lt;strong&gt;gaiatri, zhunianpoo, joy, adeline, e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vie, matthew, bryan, sien, david, yvonnechan, xiuwen, &lt;/strong&gt;etc. and of course, &lt;strong&gt;DENNET&lt;/strong&gt;, the main reason we all went. (: and while i was watching the performance i realised that i had momentarily forgotten all my troubles and i remember wishing that the performance wouldn't end so that i could just continue sitting there with my dearests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to support the guys basketball on monday, and they lost. ): SAD! i was practically giving &lt;strong&gt;ced&lt;/strong&gt; a Basketball SMS Live Update (adopted from bee's netball version) every three minutes. brother see lah spent so many smses on you. anyway &lt;strong&gt;BROTHERS&lt;/strong&gt; all is not over yet! still in semis, man. MUST BEAT AJ ON MONDAY, OKAY. we'll be watching. and then you all can go to the finals and happily become champs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt;, congrats on netball winning time and again! SEMIS, whoa. come on mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponned mass civics on wednesday and then heard the teacher was quite pissed cause only 12 people from 06 turned up, and it was really obvious cause they only allocated two classes to be in LT4. oops. there wasn't time to go back anyway - we were happily lunching at bedok's kfc. so anyway attendance was taken and i guess we'll all get screwed sometime next week. shucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;just collected my birkenstocks from the post office this morning! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_2918.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah, love the stripes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;by request of my dearest sis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/finally%20mine%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS HERS. HAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/04-09-05_0906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is my mom's.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yeah, we're a weird family who take photos of our birkenstocks. heehee. anyway theirs aren't new so i don't know why my sis wants hers up here. okay she's looking over my shoulder. shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;underneath the surface, we know it's not exactly the same anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114750285609723069?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114750285609723069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114750285609723069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-birkenstocks.html' title='MY birkenstocks (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114689867861011886</id><published>2006-05-06T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T14:57:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it was like before</title><content type='html'>met up with &lt;strong&gt;zhiyipoo&lt;/strong&gt; last friday! i'm glad i did, haven't seen her in such a long time! got the chance to catch up on each other's lives. (: after that met&lt;strong&gt; vonn val tong&lt;/strong&gt; to go for tj's guitar concert, specially to support &lt;strong&gt;junqi &lt;/strong&gt;and the guest-starring &lt;strong&gt;ziyu&lt;/strong&gt;. hope you all liked the flowers, babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joan's&lt;/strong&gt; housewarming was last sunday! her house is so big my house pales in comparison; hers is like a castle, mine's like a hole. okay that was rubbish. but it really is big! anyway the main part is i got to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;dennet tyunn yogi shiyun,&lt;/strong&gt; people i so absolutely love to bits. we just talked and laughed like we did in rgs and i really enjoyed it. some things never change. (: gosh, i miss those days. i think her other friends thought we were mad or something. teehee. and hope you liked the &lt;em&gt;pink and heart-shaped&lt;/em&gt; rug, joan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO as of yesterday the guys basketball team has qualified for semi's already! omg so happy for them. :D and i really want to go support but no one's free to go, and i definitely won't go alone so.. ah, sad. monday against hci, go for it guys! after that, it'll be just two matches from being the CHAMPS again. :D and &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt;, the pink smiley works right! HAH. distract opponent hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt;, you're doing damn well as captain. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime things smoothen out, a hiccup will pop out of nowhere and destroy everything. it's so irritatingly confusing. at least it's getting better, i think. &lt;em&gt;i hope. ARGGGG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for rj dance night at victoria concert hall tonight. which means i'll get to meet up with 404ers i'm going with and hopefully meet more people too. it's a record; i'll be seeing &lt;strong&gt;yogi tyunn dennet&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;shiyun&lt;/strong&gt; twice in a week! we haven't had such a chance in &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114689867861011886?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114689867861011886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114689867861011886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-it-was-like-before.html' title='and it was like before'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114572525160674575</id><published>2006-04-23T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:02:30.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went down to support the guys' basketball match against yjc at paya lebar with &lt;strong&gt;tong&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;bird&lt;/strong&gt; after school on monday. and they won! (: they were quite shocked to see us, cause it was only their first match. and it was quite embarrassing because we were the only tj supporters there. we looked like groupies who idolised the basketballers so much that we cabbed down after school, just that we lacked the banners. hahaha but in case any tj people read this and think we are, NO okay, we so are not. as i told &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;must support family what&lt;/em&gt;. :D and i think our class guys have very good coordination with each other heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys won again on wednesday, this time against rjc. (: and &lt;strong&gt;bird&lt;/strong&gt; won her match! okay, the girls' soccer team won. but bird was so nervous about it and she won! pity there was eclub on that day, or could have gone to support her with &lt;strong&gt;vonn &lt;/strong&gt;cause it was held at serangoon stadium. SO NEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was sports day, which was a total drain of my energy even though i was just sitting there doing nothing unless someone from the class was running. omg if you haven't seen &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt; run, you should. not that i didn't know he runs fast, but WAHHH the guys' basketball team led their relay by so much! of course, will not deny the rest of them the credit cause they ran damn fast too, but don was like overtaking everyone hahaha. and &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; had the time to look back to see if there was anyone behind him. -.- HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gamma won cheerleading and it was well-deserved. their stunts were really good and it was like, THROUGHOUT the routine. and their pyramids didn't collapse at all! delta's was entertaining because they had GUY flyers as well. and they could throw the guys! which was very impressive. all the houses seem to be able to do twist elevators! gosh, I MISS CHEERLEADING. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go out with &lt;strong&gt;trish&lt;/strong&gt; today but due to unforeseen circumstances, she couldn't make it! and &lt;em&gt;keeping mum&lt;/em&gt; didn't seem to be showing anymore anyway. nevermind, another time then, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to look forward to this coming week:&lt;br /&gt;1. guitar concert on friday evening. i specially rescheduled tuition for it okay! we'll be going down to support &lt;strong&gt;junqi&lt;/strong&gt;, and of course &lt;strong&gt;ziyu&lt;/strong&gt; who's guest performing. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;joan's&lt;/strong&gt; housewarming on sunday! hopefully it'll be a chance to meet up with some rgs people.&lt;br /&gt;then again, there's physics SPA and economics test on friday, which makes it quite ): and the worst thing is i forgot that i had to study and i rescheduled my tuition to thursday. &lt;em&gt;smart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why the sudden change. i hope you know what you're doing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114572525160674575?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114572525160674575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114572525160674575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/04/sports-day.html' title='sports day'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114509878006093050</id><published>2006-04-15T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:20:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meow:&lt;/strong&gt; I KNOW WHO YOU ARE HAHA! it was kind of hard because everyone meows at me, but you were my first guess and i was right! (: i like seeing meow around school. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stef:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i haven't blogged in half a month, and sadly i don't have much to say because life has been dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to &lt;strong&gt;dennetaddictionbabe,&lt;/strong&gt; who turned eighteen on 8th april! i'm so sorry we didn't get the chance to go meet you on your birthday! it was ORA as well, so i'd have loved to go down but there was some enterprise day thing in the morning. anyway you'll get your present when we next see you babe. LOVE! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and happy birthday to &lt;strong&gt;vonn&lt;/strong&gt; too! hope you liked the present and cake and that you had a good day! life in 06 wouldn't be the same without you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mardi gras&lt;/em&gt; was on thursday night. it was quite happening! i seriously didn't know that SO many people would come back at night for a school event. a pity our class didn't do anything special, though. but ah, i would say it was a success. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but what made me even happier was meeting &lt;strong&gt;darlingSTEF&lt;/strong&gt; for an early dinner before mardi gras. and she treated me to crystal jade xiaolongbao hohoho. i love the way we can hop from topic to topic, and yet not sense awkwardness in the air if we both remain quiet. seeing her was the happiest thing that happened to me in the past few weeks. :D I LOVE STEF. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but really, as we talked, we realised we don't enjoy jc that much anymore. last year was funfunfun, everything was nice and happy. but now.. i don't know. a few laughs here and there everyday, but on the whole, life's been monotonous, and i'm not enjoying it at all. everyone suddenly seems so distant, it feels like i don't know them anymore. and it's making questions pop out all over my head. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it would be nice if i could go back in time. back to last year. or to the three months in rj. better still, back to rgs. NICE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes i wonder if life's now really less fun than before, or is it only because i subconsciously make comparisons? what if i went through life the other way around, like going through tj before rgs. would i then be droning on about rgs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe the past five years or so just set too high a standard, and this year kind of pales in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe i shouldn't compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't like life now. ): WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't know what to expect anymore.&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/23966438-114509878006093050?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114509878006093050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114509878006093050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/04/why.html' title='why.'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114383091926457124</id><published>2006-04-01T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T02:56:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my striped lunchbox</title><content type='html'>met up with &lt;strong&gt;tina&lt;/strong&gt; last saturday! she bused down to my bus stop from her house, which is like 4 bus stops away only. :D anyway she gave me a STRIPED metal lunchbox from &lt;em&gt;paperchase&lt;/em&gt;, which just is SO damn nice i tell you. and it was filled with marks and spencers and hersheys sweets and chocolates and gold stars. it's supposed to be my stress-reliever-cum-fattener! and we just sat at the bus stop and talked for over an hour. (: she had initially wanted to make me a bento for the lunchbox, made up of all the food we used to eat together in primary school! that was damn touching. it was really nice, especially since we seldom find the time to meet up. i loved the present, i loved the convos, but i still love that girl the most. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my &lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt; in the afternoon, and i had such a satisfying lunch at din tai fung! i absolutely love xiaolongbaos. :9 mannn i'm craving for some now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dennet&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner at breeks after that, and they were telling me all the plans they had come up with to celebrate my birthday, like gathering my sec2 + sec4 + tj friends to surprise me! and there was the little treasure hunt around orchard they had wanted to send me on too. such a waste there wasn't enough time to plan. ): but aw i love you babes! and we can have a proper &lt;strong&gt;kore-ans&lt;/strong&gt; dinner or something when &lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; comes back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is friday so as usual, we had a little movie outing again! watched &lt;em&gt;the hills have eyes&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;don &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt; after school. and we managed to squeeze in time to eat haagen dazs to use up don's voucher! three of us were rushing to finish up those three scoops of icecream. extremely yummy, nonetheless. :9 thanks man brother! anyway it was such a stressful movie. i was busy trying to cover my face with the jacket while trying to watch at the same time. and ruide kept trying to pull the jacket away. -.- thanks man! it was a gory show, but it was really sad at the same time. imagine seeing a family getting wiped out like that, what's more, in that manner. i told the guys to expect my call if i couldn't sleep tonight. it's 2.50am and i'm still awake. maybe i should go prank call them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasn't the best of weeks i've had, it was quite terrible in fact. but nah, i won't blog about it because it's such a long story and i like to look back and entries and remember the happy things in life. (: anyhow, &lt;strong&gt;bird&lt;/strong&gt; we will be alright okay. love! that aside, i was very touched because so many people cared. and &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt;, i hope you'll be okay too! i'm here if you need me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/birks%20-%20striped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;striped birkenstocks! &lt;/strong&gt;should i get these? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm HUNGRY. like really really hungry. ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114383091926457124?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114383091926457124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114383091926457124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-striped-lunchbox.html' title='my striped lunchbox'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114319736925739265</id><published>2006-03-24T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:49:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v for vendetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for the first time in my entire life, i ponned school today. because i overslept! and my mom only woke me up at like 7.40am. initially she asked me to cab to school but i told her there were only two lectures and two tutorials today so she told me just not to go. and so i went back to sleep. hohoho. just as well, since one of the tutorials was cancelled in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;jean&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ruide &lt;/strong&gt;for settling all the float stuff. i realised i should never be absent on a tuesday or friday anymore because i had to sms out so much instructions for subway. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was happily blogging just now when &lt;strong&gt;don&lt;/strong&gt; called. don! how come everytime i talk to you on the phone you'll be shouting into my ear?! ): hahaha anyway he shouted why i wasn't in school and if i wanted to watch &lt;em&gt;v for vendetta&lt;/em&gt;. yes, of course man. so went to cineleisure to catch the show with him and ruide, while the others all had stuff on. happening eh. the show was good! i liked it, at least. thank goodness. it broke our record of spending 8 bucks and watching a lousy movie every friday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;lawrence&lt;/strong&gt; at dhoby ghaut mrt. gosh i miss his &lt;em&gt;"DAPHNEHHH!!!"s.&lt;/em&gt; and i &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; should have smsed &lt;strong&gt;stef&lt;/strong&gt; earlier! we could have met for dinner. aw, sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114319736925739265?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114319736925739265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114319736925739265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/v-for-vendetta.html' title='v for vendetta'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114304590169264326</id><published>2006-03-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:20:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenloong:&lt;/strong&gt; thanks ar. don't worry, from next week onwards you'll have to wake up early again so HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; thanks darling! miss you loads. when are you next coming back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huijun:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i'll just donate it to the 'eclub smell-good' organisation. mass pe on monday right? we share okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shihui:&lt;/strong&gt; hello little girl! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU TOO! twins man. did you know there was someone else in fmath who had the same birthday as us too?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joan: &lt;/strong&gt;girl, this is the fourth year you've known me already. do you think it's quite possible for me to stop fighting just because you say so? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, thank you all for being so nice and sweet. i am so very grateful for all the friends i have, and the things they'd do for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone started beeping about two minutes before midnight and birthday messages just kept coming in throughout the day! sweet. (: like &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt; smsed, presumably from camp, and &lt;strong&gt;leonard&lt;/strong&gt; called from camp a few hours ago. and &lt;strong&gt;clara&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;huiting&lt;/strong&gt; smsed me from AUSTRALIA! then there was &lt;strong&gt;tina&lt;/strong&gt;, my dear old friend of a little more than ELEVEN years! my dear girl had a math paper the next day but stayed up to wish me. girl we've known each other for more than half our lives, i hope this amazing friendship will last the many more decades to come! and there were the &lt;strong&gt;205ers, 404ers, rj and tj people, &lt;/strong&gt;and just basically people i've come to know all these years. it made me realise that all my dear friends still love me a lot even though we might not be in the same schools anymore. so thank you for the call (AHEM, haha!) and smses, that little text message you sent made my day, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the later bus 24 to school than usual and for some strange reason, &lt;strong&gt;xiangting gary mingjie&lt;/strong&gt; all took that later bus too. when we got down xiangting&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;jacqueline&lt;/strong&gt; went to buy something and a while later they came back with a PANDAN CAKE. okay little private joke there. so they were singing happy birthday at the traffic light while we were waiting to cross the road! it's so rare that such great friends can be found just by taking the same bus every morning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at morning assembly, i met &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;nat&lt;/strong&gt; who gave me my present. hahaha thanks babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after assembly, i met &lt;strong&gt;jean&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jasmine&lt;/strong&gt; who made me wear this sign which said, &lt;em&gt;"i am a cockroach. i meow."&lt;/em&gt;, and was reassured that present was really nice and worth the embarrassment. so after the first lesson, they passed me my present and made me open it and WOW! -.- it was a can of insecticide. and i always thought they loved me. ): hahaha but nah, in the end they gave me a nice leather wallet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with &lt;strong&gt;vonn quitong ruide &lt;/strong&gt;cos vonn said &lt;strong&gt;val marc don ced&lt;/strong&gt; were mugging in the library. then ruide said he thought they were at parkway. so like okay, something was amiss man! after lunch we went for civics and the moment one of them opened the door, there was my present of a HUGE pig cushion and cake facing the door and the whole of &lt;strong&gt;0605&lt;/strong&gt; was singing me a birthday song. other people who were walking to their various classes for their own civics lessons just suddenly stopped to STARE. gosh you people are sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so touched that&lt;strong&gt; val marc don ced&lt;/strong&gt; went all the way to parkway to get me a cake! especially since it was raining and if you know my dear brothers, you'd also know how &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; they care about their styled hair. and yet they+bird ran in the RAIN for me, with ced protecting my cake more than his hair! HAHAHA. i know this sounds really retarded but it's true. and as don said, they'd never done it for anyone before. i love you guys okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weiwei shurong xiaoshan wendy melissa chengpei jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; wrote me this birthday card which was so sweet of them! to me, it's not just a card; it's a card which has the birthday wishes from my dear friends and really, it's the thought that counts. reading it makes me happy. (: thanks dears, i love all of you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after cca i went to meet &lt;strong&gt;ziyu &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; junqi&lt;/strong&gt;, and we waited for &lt;strong&gt;val &lt;/strong&gt;to finish soccer before going down long john's silver to meet &lt;strong&gt;vonn&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;tong&lt;/strong&gt;. budget dinner, but it's the company that counts! the six of us haven't gone out together in such a long time, especially with ziyu and jun! and i loved the convos and taking photos until tong complained her arm ached. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i was sad about was that &lt;strong&gt;stefaniechanyuetling&lt;/strong&gt; didn't sms me, and i thought she'd forgotten! until i met her online at 11+pm and we realised she'd gotten the date wrong, and she was just going to sms me at 12am. it's alright stef! it's the thought that counts, at least i know you didn't forget! and be honoured okay, that you really &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; matter. alright don't be sad anymore. love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great birthday that was, definitely the best in the past few years. i remember that last year's was terrible, because it was posting day as well. i only wish i had the chance to meet up with rgs people after school on wednesday, which i couldn't because of cca and everyone's cts. but THANKS EVERYONE i love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114304590169264326?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114304590169264326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114304590169264326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114275020500499590</id><published>2006-03-19T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:50:59.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of hols ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiekai&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah. no time to make a new layout, and i'm too lazy to anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhihua&lt;/strong&gt;: polar's not that bad, really! study hard for common tests okay! and you can come find me again if you still can't figure polar. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huijun&lt;/strong&gt;: o_O stuffed toy ckrs?! hahaha no one would sell those! who would buy, man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt;: stop whining bird! enjoy your last day of hols man. after that you won't get a chance to anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to &lt;strong&gt;dennet's&lt;/strong&gt; house yesterday to study. and i &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to make her study! but she just kept telling everyone online that i was a DISTRACTANT. dennet, no such word okay! anyway &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt; was supposed to join us but she abandoned us because she had to buy &lt;em&gt;groceries&lt;/em&gt;. ): another day then! completed almost a whole tutorial there, while dennet did her integration. and i realised i'm very weak with past topics! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's like the finalfinal&lt;em&gt;final &lt;/em&gt;day of the hols already! enjoy, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114275020500499590?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114275020500499590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114275020500499590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-hols.html' title='end of hols ):'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114261687341911319</id><published>2006-03-18T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:45:36.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>popeye's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minghan&lt;/strong&gt;: hello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with &lt;strong&gt;vonn&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday! studied at the airport and we had popeye's for lunch. and vonn just couldn't stop thinking about going shopping, especially after bird told her about the sale at flesh imp. tsktsk those shopaholics. hohoho i still love you guys! &lt;3&gt;desperately &lt;/em&gt;need&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and cannot live without! i have my camera, mp3, phone, and i guess i could survive with my existing supply of bags and clothes (won't reject more though, heehee). i lead a happy life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going over to &lt;strong&gt;dennet's&lt;/strong&gt; house tomorrow to study! HOHO i bet all the guys in rj are jealous of me. hahaha kidding babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays have more or less ended and you know what i realised it has been really unproductive. only did tutorials, didn't revise anything at all. shit lah i really regret it now. i know i seriously wasted the whole hols away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be monday soon and there'll be school all over again. damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114261687341911319?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114261687341911319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114261687341911319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/popeyes.html' title='popeye&apos;s'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114243623976457563</id><published>2006-03-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:43:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flobber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joan:&lt;/strong&gt; you slowly wait, ya! since when did i ever promise you a zara skirt hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhihua: &lt;/strong&gt;i've got the tee already! the money's in your locker alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rt: &lt;/strong&gt;the dong dong joke not funny pls. quoting don, "SO LAMBBB." you same frequency as don and tong man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; my dear i assure you you do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; look bad in that photo! i look worse. i look really sleepy hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho i am high today because i had macs breakfast with &lt;strong&gt;dennet &lt;/strong&gt;and we talked quite a bit! then we attempted to study but funny people were being noisy in macs and our dear girl didn't know how to do her chem. obviously i couldn't help her, so we decided to go to rj so she could get help. and before we left we went to get &lt;strong&gt;zhunianpoo&lt;/strong&gt; a flobberball! it's called &lt;strong&gt;flobber&lt;/strong&gt;, i think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i studied with dennet zhu &lt;strong&gt;angie yvonne alicia xiuwen&lt;/strong&gt; at the tables under block A. gosh i miss rj. okay not too bad i managed to complete the alternating current tutorial for physics! well, sort of. with a few blanks here and there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy because i met so many people! there was, apart from those i studied with, &lt;strong&gt;sharon jean sien hanyang dominic vizanne aisyah shiyun&lt;/strong&gt;. i was shiyun's surprise okay. and dennet was so loud i think the whole canteen knew. also met &lt;strong&gt;rachelooiyanling&lt;/strong&gt;, who was studying with &lt;strong&gt;cat&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chel accompanied me to go around j8 to get some stuff and i felt so bad hahaha. RACHELOOI. sorrysorrysorry! (: satisfied my oldchangkee cravings and we bused home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my &lt;strong&gt;S02B&lt;/strong&gt; class tee, it's SO big i tell you. i was practically drowning in it the whole time! it's nice and dry-fit. (: which makes me want &lt;strong&gt;0605&lt;/strong&gt;'s class tee even more badly. &lt;strong&gt;bird&lt;/strong&gt;! when school reopens we bug marc okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting friends makes me happy. :D life is good, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dennet, photos please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat chocolates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114243623976457563?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114243623976457563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114243623976457563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/flobber.html' title='flobber'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114233898514240974</id><published>2006-03-14T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:23:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my kore-ans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/1600/IMG_0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_0461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's the kore-ans for you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by request of &lt;strong&gt;joan&lt;/strong&gt;, i present to you the kore-ans, whom i love to bits! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114233898514240974?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114233898514240974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114233898514240974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-kore-ans.html' title='my kore-ans'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23966438.post-114226781293586431</id><published>2006-03-13T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T16:22:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog's up (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alright finally! after five distressing hours, i've finally managed to change the layout to suit blogspot. the switch isn't complete yet though, because there are still some missing links which i've lost and need to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad diary-x crashed. blogs to me are sort of.. to help me record all the happy times i've had and the little things in life. considering that i switched to diary-x at the start of last year, that means it's one whole year of memories gone. and last year was such a significant year, because of jc life, all the changes i've encountered, all the new friends i've made.. i'd rather lose any year's entry than 2005's. so yeah, i'm sad diary-x crashed. anyway i've been wanting to set up a blog ever since the crash, but i haven't found the time until now. and now, i have another blog, a combined one with the &lt;strong&gt;kore-ans&lt;/strong&gt;, i.e. &lt;strong&gt;dennet joan cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;. sweet. (: i heart the kore-ans loads! anyway we just started it yesterday, but in case you're interested, it's here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kore-ans.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.kore-ans.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been passing a little too quickly for me, i haven't had the time to blog in a really long time. but i guess life's been good overall! i don't remember having been sad anytime in the past few months. either i haven't been so or i just don't remember. either way, i guess it's good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated &lt;strong&gt;junqi's &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; marc's &lt;/strong&gt;birthdays last tuesday. marc treated the whole class to pizza and this ice-blended mango drink. marc you rock man! and like the whole class was there and it was just so nice. (: i love the class! they make school life so much more bearable, even to the extent of being fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_2775.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0605 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/2482/320/IMG_2777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ced has a turtleneck AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friday was the last day of school and we were high i tell you. after school &lt;strong&gt;tong bird vonn ruide ced don&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;went to suki sakura for buffet, and we ate until we were all SO full and sleepy. it was so much fun! like how we thought the vanilla cream puffs were so nice that don and ced went to take like two plates more of them, and ced was commenting on how come the chef suddenly changed and they didn't seem nice anymore hahaha. and the SALMON HEAD that they ordered! HAHAHA the whole head came and we all stared and didn't know what to do with it. and then we finished eating and we were too lazy to move so we just sat there for a really long time, laughing at ced being &lt;em&gt;dongdong&lt;/em&gt;, the polar bear from ruide's retarded joke which wasn't even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to cineleisure to watch &lt;em&gt;date movie&lt;/em&gt;. it was HORRID. basically just very low-class humour that we not only found it hard to laugh, in fact, we couldn't wait for the movie to end. we couldn't understand how ced and tong could have laughed so much! okay fridays are officially bad-movie-days. the previous friday &lt;strong&gt;don ruide &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;went to watch &lt;em&gt;big momma's house&lt;/em&gt;. we thought it was lame, until we watched date movie. &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; movie would have been better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;val &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;went to ntu's open house on saturday. didn't get much information from their exhibition, and we missed the talk because SOMEONE had soccer don't-know-what and ended up late. tsk. met so many people that day - &lt;strong&gt;minghan, maryann, jingting, junqi+bf, qianwen+jayne &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ruide&lt;/strong&gt;. okay i don't know why we met up with ruide because it was like, "HI! [..two sentences..] BYE!!" hahaha totally meet up for nothing. bird and i went to orchard for ljs dinner! and we talked and window-shopped a lot. BIRD! i'm so glad we did that! we haven't had little heart-to-heart talks in a rather long time! and we shared a fried mars bar, which was nice but please share it with someone because it's so sweet you might get sick of it after a few mouthfuls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, &lt;strong&gt;we+don &lt;/strong&gt;went for nus's and smu's open houses. val came late and i met &lt;strong&gt;zhihua&lt;/strong&gt; and.. oh well. ZHIHUA I HOPE YOU'VE UNDONE YOUR MISTAKE! nus's talk was rather.. useless. we didn't get much information from it. smu's, on the other hand, really got don and i convinced. and i like the environment, where it prepares you for the real world cos you're forced to speak up because classes are really small! and from the talk it seemed like it's really hard to get into smu, but when i came home my sis told me actually the success rate of getting into nus is even lower. and i think nus's internships are better. oh well! we have a year more to go anyway. (: besides zhihua, we also met &lt;strong&gt;thiamkee+jocelyn, chengpei ziying+sue-faye, wendy &lt;/strong&gt;and.. can't remember who else. we went for the 11am talk and last night &lt;strong&gt;ced&lt;/strong&gt; said he was at the same talk too! funny that we didn't meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my schedule this march hols is super empty, because all the schools except tj seem to have common tests when school reopens! hence i don't want to ask people out because people need to study. ): at least there's macsbreakfast+study on wednesday with &lt;strong&gt;dennetaddictionbabe&lt;/strong&gt;, and again on thursday with &lt;strong&gt;jiemeis&lt;/strong&gt;. guys can't come because of their basketball camp. oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i hope blogging will be more frequent for me now. stop finding excuses for the lack of updates, daphne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23966438-114226781293586431?l=daphneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114226781293586431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23966438/posts/default/114226781293586431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daphneh.blogspot.com/2006/03/blogs-up.html' title='blog&apos;s up (:'/><author><name>daphneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10975171011825182366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
