<?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-10700924</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:36:38.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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>344</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700924.post-115693751702089486</id><published>2006-08-30T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:31:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRAINING WAS CANCELLED ): and SORRY ZESA~ didnt ditch you on purpose. really didnt feel like going out. PLUS! it was raining. HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many hours i sleep, it just doesnt seem to be enough!! WHY WHY TELL ME WHY! im really feeling VERY lethargic. I NEED A CURE!! )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115693751702089486?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115693751702089486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115693751702089486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/training-was-cancelled-and-sorry-zesa.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115685087866701577</id><published>2006-08-29T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:27:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PE was fun!! Not to mention HILARIOUS. HAHA!! This year’s champion seminar wasn’t as fun and lively as last year. Owell, at least it is much better than lessons. And WOOOOOHOOOO! Our table finally won something (: EIGHT is a lucky number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115685087866701577?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115685087866701577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115685087866701577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/pe-was-fun-not-to-mention-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115668086326982358</id><published>2006-08-27T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T09:22:25.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bad. it applies to me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115668086326982358?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115668086326982358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115668086326982358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115664314527952456</id><published>2006-08-27T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:34:20.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suppose to have tuition in 10 minutes time. and im still at home. hmm. my mom is just talking non stop. plus, shes not letting me go out today &gt;:/!!!! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i want a dwarf hamster! (((((: really really want to get one. but i need my mom's permission first! i know what will be her answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRISCILLA YUEN JIAYI!! &lt;33. hope you like the surprise and the cakenie (: you've been a wonderful friend all these years, and i really appreciate it. i remember you always say it makes you sad to see me sad. AWWWW. THAT, i will always remember. not many pple do that, and i love you for caring! and most of all for just being there everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, its ten now 0_0 imdeadimdeadimdead. farhan is going to kill me. haha. plus im skipping another week to go for lala's baptism. heh. i remember my first tuition i had was with sheryl. HAHA. its much more fun with her around. AND i also remember she always mock me (!!!!!) but its such a pity i still dunno whats was the teacher's name. i only know him as shiny head baldy and his laughter is.......stupid. OMG. HAHAHAHA! i just stumbled upon some interesting stuff *wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just cursed myself to get sick ): told my mom i was sick so couldnt go for tuition, then now i am really sick!! shucks. plus i've such muscular legs which makes life even more depressing. life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115664314527952456?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115664314527952456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115664314527952456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/suppose-to-have-tuition-in-10-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115651619857957556</id><published>2006-08-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:35:29.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I MADE ADELENE TERRIBLY ANGRY TODAY! which made me super guilty/upset. but she said i was forgiven so.. i guess things are fine now? really sorry ): hurhur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank goodness its friday, i really need to catch up on my sleep. it is making me so tired until i have a headache. to make matters worse, I'VE GOT LESSONS TMR (!!!!!) wahlao, that is really going to spoil my day tmr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear sijing,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I BLOGGED&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOUR ONE AND ONLY, EXTRAORDINARY giraffe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115651619857957556?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115651619857957556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115651619857957556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-made-adelene-terribly-angry-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115598046550051759</id><published>2006-08-19T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:48:16.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/note2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, after so bloody long. i feel so much better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115598046550051759?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115598046550051759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115598046550051759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-after-so-bloody-long.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115591429397787282</id><published>2006-08-18T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:18:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all the scary stories are freaking me out :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115591429397787282?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115591429397787282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115591429397787282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-scary-stories-are-freaking-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115591383612071551</id><published>2006-08-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:10:36.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from nifong's party :D HAHA IT WAS FUN! cos the four of us were just going crazy the whole time.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050291.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050357.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050318.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050315.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050320.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050343.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;sj's best friend for the night X)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050347.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;scandalous pair. -shakes head&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050353.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i think this pic is DAMN funny. rachel look like she enjoys shitting in the toilet X)) HHAHAHAHA. they were getting ready to jump btw, &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P1050356.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and up they went. HURHUR. OH! and there was this bunch of kids playing catching at the playground, then suddenly one of the girl came and tag me and said " you're the catcher" i was like o_O HAHA!! but then we started playing with them, and it was funnnn. they left and we invented our own catching game. WHEEEE! its so so tiring but ((: a good way of relaxing after the exams.&lt;br/&gt;im damn tired. wanna sleep. zzZZZZ. goodnight! (:&lt;br/&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY NIFONG! &lt;3 HAHA THERE ARE SOOOO MANY AUGUST BABIES (: more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115591383612071551?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115591383612071551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115591383612071551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-came-back-from-nifongs-party-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115573922084846132</id><published>2006-08-16T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:36:48.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHELS! HAHA.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10502431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10502571.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;doesnt pan look like me during softball camp? FROGGY!!!! HAHA!and lau is reading my long letter to her. the LONGEST letter i've ever written. HURHUR. &lt;br/&gt;hope the both of you enjoyed your day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115573922084846132?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115573922084846132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115573922084846132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-rachels-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115547147016840306</id><published>2006-08-13T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:28:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOODNESS. have you heard about the sad news??? omgomgomgomg :O anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a pretty pretty place! (((: sorry for the blurness of the pictures, MY HANDS ARE NOT STABLE ALRIGHT?!?! tend to tremble alot, if you pple didnt know.. and i didnt want to use flash cos flash = spoils the pic!! i love the ceiling that changes colour every 20 seconds ( I THINK. hahah. think im so free to countttt is it) wheeeeee! hitler spoilt my day, BAD BOYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULDNT IT BE YOUR DREAM COME TRUE ON ____? dont deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit// i went to read qixuan's blog, and suddenly i remembered many things which i've forgotten. many things have changed over the past 8 months, be it good and bad. this blog currently has 348 posts. great memories are kept here, bad ones too (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115547147016840306?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115547147016840306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115547147016840306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115537573436979270</id><published>2006-08-12T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:42:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>under sheryl's influence, i've become a non-go outer too! HAHAHAHH. she doesnt want to go to the library with me tmr........................................................................... ):!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115537573436979270?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115537573436979270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115537573436979270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/under-sheryls-influence-ive-become-non.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115523107649411368</id><published>2006-08-11T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:31:16.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and once again, im still awake at an unearthly hour doing my revision for cts. surprisingly, im not sleepy. i can just continue with my work, but i know it will do me no good tmr. ah, just pray that i've done ample amount of revision to at least allow me to get a decent grade. i really need it desperately ): thank goodness for the holidays. i really want to watch alot of movies ): just hope that the movies will still be showing when the cts are over. for now, i shall just concentrate on studying. alright, time to sleep! goodnight! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115523107649411368?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115523107649411368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115523107649411368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-once-again-im-still-awake-at.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115503918677465061</id><published>2006-08-08T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:37:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;:/ eh, i think the picture code screwed my words up. some parts are gone. so i might as well cancel the whole post if not the missing words will be left there hanging. screw the damn thing. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115503918677465061?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115503918677465061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115503918677465061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/eh-i-think-picture-code-screwed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115496022757146750</id><published>2006-08-07T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:56:14.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AWESOME day i must say (((: SPECIAL THANKS TO MANY MANY PEOPLE WHO MADE MY DAY. just by wishing me happy birthday made me a happy kid already. AND, i have something to announce, LOKE JIAYI WAS THE FIRSTERESTEST PERSON WHO WISHED ME. HAHA!! she insisted i must say it (: all the things you guys have done for me are really deeply appreciated and i will remember it till the day i have lao ren chi dai zhen! wellll, i went to school to find two small kiddos (louisa and yiying) wearing party hats, trying to hide under the oh-so big- table but failed. HAHA! it was so funny! but it was really sweet of them. then they let me cut the "cake" (yuppi gummy pizza X)) bernette's little present was sitting on my table when i came in too!(: during recess, emi and nadiah came up to me and said they had a song to sing to me. DAMN FUNNY!! just that i cant show you the video cos i promised i wont. NADIAH, I KNOW ITS YOU. DONT CHEAT ME! HAHA. and YEAHHHH, HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY, ADELENE KISSED ME. HAHAHAHAH!!. on my cheeks la. IM SHY -covers face. HAHA!! and i have another video of louisa and michelle. SOOOOOO CUTE!! HAHAHA. they look like twins or something. i can still rmb michelle saying " OH NO! WE'VE BEEN EXPOSED!" *runs away. haha. and thini thini YOU MUST CHEER UP!! after all that effort i've put in to make that face! and i've got a great picture of *WINK*. haha. then after school had a mini surprise from the softballers. hurhur. mango(the fruit) isnt that bad afterall! OHOH! JULIE CUT HER HAIR!! HAHA. and i did something that i usually wont do today.. SO STUPID!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE LOVE LOVE THE PRESENT SHERYL GAVE!! especially the handmade thing &lt;333333&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/shypeople.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHY PEOPLE. HAHAHA!! and the funny thing is that they all turned to their left!!! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;guess i shall just leave you with pictures. i've got many more, get from me if you want. HAHA. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, thank you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit. EDWYNA DIDNT COME TO SCHOOL TODAY! PLEASE GET WELL SOON! (: monster is waiting for you to come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115496022757146750?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115496022757146750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115496022757146750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/awesome-day-i-must-say-special-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115469531926291753</id><published>2006-08-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:41:59.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i poured chocolate milk, but it turned out to be coffee. PUIPUIII! yucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115469531926291753?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115469531926291753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115469531926291753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-thought-i-poured-chocolate-milk-but.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115468912229812832</id><published>2006-08-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:17:06.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp; if I could hold on through the tears and the laughter would it be beautiful or just a beautiful disaster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again (the ring's on me. HAHA!!KIDDING SHERYL! so anticlimax. ok, back to the sentence), &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; pissed me off with her words. i guess &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; finds joy in seeing me angry. its not like i never give her any hint to STOP IT. but &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; just didnt get my hint, or rather &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on a lighter note, today wasnt such a bad day. emath after school was.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. omg, it was so funny i laughed till i teared. wellll, at least i managed to ask &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; what i've always wanted to ask &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED (: mr lee stayed for awhile after chem. eh, the things he said are like HAHAHAHAHAHA. very funny!! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. something embarassing happened ): KNS!!! special thanks to louisa though.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edwyna went to the dentist to extract two tooth. HAHA!! i wonder how is she now.. she said she is scared. but no worries! i taught her how to overcome her fear. that is, TO THINK OF MONSTER(what she calls me X))!! good idea right. HAHA NOT FAIR!! she is going rock climbing tmr! i also want to go ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I REALLY WONDER WHY PEOPLE LIKE TO DO THINGS I ABHOR &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to the radio now. damn funny X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I.DO.NOT.LIKE.TO.DO.KINEMATICS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115468912229812832?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115468912229812832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115468912229812832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-could-hold-on-through-tears-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115460329068473137</id><published>2006-08-03T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:09:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For you i will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling lost in the night,&lt;br /&gt;When you feel your world just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;Call on me, I will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Count on me, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime the times get too tough,&lt;br /&gt;Anytime your best ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to make it better,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to protect you,&lt;br /&gt;See you through,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there and there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;I won't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cross the ocean for you&lt;br /&gt;I will go and bring you the moon&lt;br /&gt;I will be your hero your strength&lt;br /&gt;Anything you need&lt;br /&gt;I will be the sun in your sky&lt;br /&gt;I will light your way for all time&lt;br /&gt;Promise you,&lt;br /&gt;For you I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will shield your heart from the rain&lt;br /&gt;I will let no harm come your way&lt;br /&gt;Oh these arms will be your shelter&lt;br /&gt;No these arms won't let you down,&lt;br /&gt;If there is a mountain to move&lt;br /&gt;I will move that mountain for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you, I'm here forever&lt;br /&gt;I will be your fortress, tall and strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you safe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand beside you, right or wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115460329068473137?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115460329068473137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115460329068473137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-you-i-will-when-youre-feeling-lost_03.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115436079264494273</id><published>2006-07-31T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T17:23:36.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of chem is no joke. went for chem consultation with mr lee after math remedial and all i can say he is very.. lame. but it did help plenty and im glad. so that was from 245 to 505. then, rushed back home like some lunatic and hurriedly changed to meet the others for chem (AGAIN) and that was from 630 to 915. gosh. right after that my head just started to hurt really badly and i was badmooding. but aiya, i was badmooding the whole day. like how i told louisa, the starting of the day was already very bad due to things which arent too convenient to say it here. anw, she didnt come to school! please get well soon! and that nanthini also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, my headache is killing me. before i go, maybe heres something for sijing, ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR PIANO EXAM TMR!! play it like&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven (its him right?)! and do continue learning, its a beautiful piece of instrument. just that i dont appreciate stuff like these. huhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115436079264494273?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115436079264494273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115436079264494273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-it-hasnt-been-your-day-your-week.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115417930363763583</id><published>2006-07-29T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:27:25.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;s&gt;ignorance&lt;/a&gt; is bliss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i find it very weird. the way things turn out. i know i dont want it to end like that, but i cant bring myself to prevent it. i really hope things will start to pick up. this year's AAD was rather dull. considering the pathetic number of stalls. BUT! the mass dances were fun to watch. HAHA! performing during speech day was a first. actually i hardly perform in front of a big crowd. the last time was choral reading, as far as i can remember. it was SO embarrassing -_- but it was a good experience X) i remember last year's AAD, we bought the garfield thingy and sat at the benches to talk. (GASP, I ACTUALLY REMEMBER. HOORAY! A MIRACLE JUST HAPPENED. haha. i've super bad memory in case you didnt know) OMG, time pass super fast ): actually i really want time to slow down. too fast for me to catch up.. until i feel that im drifting away from many many things. i'll be grateful if the school gives us one day off next week. but i guess its time to wake up, that will never happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115417930363763583?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115417930363763583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115417930363763583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/ignorance-is-bliss-sometimes-i-find-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115410257747126800</id><published>2006-07-28T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:50:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be your guardian angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure everyone is feeling worn out today. thank goodness its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;english portfolio&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115410257747126800?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115410257747126800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115410257747126800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/ill-be-your-guardian-angel-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115400428516685604</id><published>2006-07-27T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:44:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reminiscing on how it began&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today felt like such a long day. finished 5 newspaper articles in class and 9 newspaper articles while waiting for sheryl. rehearsal ended early today. then we stayed awhile to do our work. one by one left me!! HAHA. ok maybe not one by one. qixuan ditched me to go home. hahah. so decided to wait for sheryl whose cca supposedly ends at 6, but it dragged to 630 cos someone else took her bag!! HAHAHHA. she was panicking like mad. but found it in the end, the girl thought it was her friends bag. aiya, somewhere along that line HAHA. she siao eh, ran all the way to the bus stop to look for it. haha. i was doing my newspaper articles all alone while waiting!! so lonely. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go!!! no wait. plus 8 book report. oh joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115400428516685604?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115400428516685604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115400428516685604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/reminiscing-on-how-it-began-today-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115382170107265386</id><published>2006-07-25T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:41:05.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The shadow of your smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been awhile since i've last blogged. but hey! im back (: many things happened last week. but, i cant seem to recall what. owell. im very bad at remembering stuff.&lt;br /&gt;anw, please look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Battleofthebands0371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the size of priscilla's eyes (CLOSED) are the size of my eyes (OPENED). OH-MY-GOODNESS. WHAT IS THIS?! ._. I WANT BIGGER EYES!!! like these O_O HAHA. and priscilla, you closed your eyes in ALL the pictures i took with you :O HAHA. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Battleofthebands0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drummer is the coolest. WINK WINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speech day rehearsal was so long. felt so sleepy!! amath test tmr ): ARGH! anw, my younger sis brought mealworms home for her science project AANDDD she is going to feed it till it grows bigger. YUCKS!! edwyna is a BB X) but she kindly let me bring home her "pig" for a night! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And grace, plus the rest who were at the dry run, hahah, you guys were really retarded!!! But the "acting" wasn't that bad." QUOTED FROM LJY'S BLOG. luckily you added the last sentence if not you die!! HAHA. it was really very retarded -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115382170107265386?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115382170107265386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115382170107265386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/shadow-of-your-smile-been-awhile-since.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115301096653999040</id><published>2006-07-16T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T08:49:26.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets just say, i've made the wrong decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115301096653999040?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115301096653999040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115301096653999040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-just-say-ive-made-wrong-decision.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115289261127367721</id><published>2006-07-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:56:51.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know i think i saw sijing at taka macs today..hmm. i really wonder if my eyes were playing tricks on me. was lazy to reverse back to double check, so just carried on walking. haha! anw, my eyes really played a trick on me yesterday. after oral i was at the bus stop, then i saw 111 coming, so yay i happily boarded the bus. but then after i got on, i realised OMG WHY ISNT THE BUS TURNING TO THE RIGHT?! is it the bus uncle didnt have time to change lane so he had no choice but to go straight? panicked, and saw that i was the only idot doing so. got off at the next stop and ran to look at the number in front. joy, its 132 -_- &lt;br/&gt;my phone batt just died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115289261127367721?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115289261127367721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115289261127367721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-know-i-think-i-saw-sijing-at-taka.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115271123767801813</id><published>2006-07-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:33:57.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>priscilla and nadiah were being good today, went for self practice for band. they were so funny la! sit in the middle of nowhere! HAHA! stayed to talk and we started laughing at almost everything! gosh, laughed till my sides hurt okay! could hardly breathe. but it was fun!! hahaha. at least there was something that brightened up my day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115271123767801813?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115271123767801813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115271123767801813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/priscilla-and-nadiah-were-being-good.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115237050955176125</id><published>2006-07-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:55:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've never felt so tired before, mentally, for as long as i can remember. its definitely not because of training. it was light anw, didnt do much. i thought it was rather fun, in a way. im like a video cam idiot. wth, its so depressing. there wasn't any memory stick or whatever that is called and batt was LOW. and k*** was being such a bitch i tell you, argh! hello?! it my fault that i dont know? YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IT YOURSELF LA! and i kindly accepted the task to do the job but you just pushed alllllll the bloody blame to me. ass. luckily i already trained myself NOT to cry. people go down and watch match is sit facing where the game is being played right, she SMARTLY sit and face the fence. wow, i've really never seen anyone as smart as her. or maybe she just doesnt give a shit. although it wasnt my match.. but i think i was as nervous as them, got butterflies in my stomach somemore. bernette should know why. oh ya, coach and ms peh stayed back awhile after the match. haha! i really miss them!!! very long never see them already. and they are very funny! hahah. so came home and went out again with another ass. she cant even talk properly la, only know how to quarrel with me. grr! alright, enough ranting for the day. very long never rant until so much in public. HAHA. okay, im off to sleep. actually.. i cant wait for tmr! haha. shall just forget all the bad things that happened today. POOF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115237050955176125?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115237050955176125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115237050955176125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-never-felt-so-tired-before.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115219935835244013</id><published>2006-07-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:22:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOME SWEET HOME. &lt;br/&gt;i've moved back to my dover home. IM GONNA MISS ALL MY "NEIGHBOURS" (julie, jiayi and zesa) though our houses are not very close but.. STILL!! hahah. do come over to my house as promised! haha. now i've got LOTS of tables for you. hahaha. AHHHH, going to miss my going to school partner the most. i remember the first time i was so scared to go to school with you...X))) HAHA!!   &lt;br/&gt;anw, one more day left ): SIGH!!!&lt;br/&gt;CONGRATS LOUISA! for getting into the finals! (: HA HA HA HA! i've FINALLY got smoothER hands. WINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115219935835244013?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115219935835244013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115219935835244013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115191693868176243</id><published>2006-07-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:55:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Friend... is a tissue when you can't stop crying&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a shoulder when you feel like dying&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... always listens when you have something to say&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a week when you need a day&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a crutch when you have a brokenheart&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is some glue when everything falls apart&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a sun when the rain just won't stop&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is your'mom when you run into a cop&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a phone call when you can't leave your home&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a hand when you feel all alone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a wing if you want to fly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... understands withoutknowing why&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is an ear for a secret to tell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is an aspirin when your head hurts like hell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend... is a love that can never let go&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going around friendster and saw this testimonial at nicole's profile. thought it was a very meaningful piece! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115191693868176243?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115191693868176243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115191693868176243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/friend.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115183815042813659</id><published>2006-07-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T19:19:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uploaded pictures taken with my phone. and here they are! (dont kill me X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long pictures are not from my phone. hahaha THEY ARE ALL SO CUTE RIGHT! the legs on top of the bus stop is so funny, and the sky is so blue, so pretty. that round thing is a hot air balloon btw, at bugis. looking at bernette's pic just makes me wanna laugh. haha. whats life without your friends. its really great having these people in my life, feel so blessed. MUAHH!! LOVE YOU ALL!! &lt;33. sigh. that nostalgic feeling is back ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im falling sick soon )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115183815042813659?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115183815042813659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115183815042813659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/07/uploaded-pictures-taken-with-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115140856249035457</id><published>2006-06-27T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:42:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/cow.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted MR LIM'S DAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cow is worth $500&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115140856249035457?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115140856249035457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115140856249035457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/copyrighted-mr-lims-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115124076661119991</id><published>2006-06-25T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:26:48.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dammit, the itch is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to do work with sj. hahah. wouldnt say its productive or unproductive, cos actually i went there..without an aim to finish anything. so hehe. at least i did my lit! and uh, no sweat. should have just brought my jlc. my bag was so heavy!! just wanted to sit wherever i go. brought my amath, lit, chinese, english and chem -_- and only did two. joy. sj's hand just kept writing, while my eyes kept moving. hahaha. NOT to look around, to read the book okayyyy. ok fine, maybe both. then after that went around to look for stuff. hahah. my apologies for being SUPER DUPER fussy. ah, dunno whats wrong with me today... its been a loooong time since i last saw alot of pple. and well, tmr i can all see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last time i had the confidence to say, but now i dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scar is going to be a nasty one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115124076661119991?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115124076661119991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115124076661119991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/dammit-itch-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115114090575409530</id><published>2006-06-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:36:45.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YUEN. JIA. YI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. so there you have it priscilla! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ice skating was FUNNNNNN!! hahaha. had morning breakfast with the rest and at the same time waited for the skating ring to be opened. julie couldnt finish her hotcake, so i took it and turned it into this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Image0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahah! credits to julie for pouring the syrup into the holes. HAHAH. and can anyone rmb this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before EXTREME MAKEOVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10100501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bravo to you if you can ( YOU BETTER! for those pple who know). skating is fun, BUT tiring. and i fell ): HAHA. pulled julie down too. SORRY!! and LOKE JIAYI DIDNT FALL. i will call that lucky, cos she was on the verge of falling alot of times, but didnt. bernetttttte! she just kept laughing. hahha. I RMB...*wink wink wink* your laughing is contagious. I WONDER coughwhocoughsaidcoughthat X) figure skating is such a beautiful sport. i want to learn!! but, *looks at parents*. lunch. zesa and mrs heng came to join us. hahah, they were a little late, if not can join us to skate. p.s. the small little girls skating there are so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home now, eating. killed a rat to satisfy my stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the city of townsville..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/RAT0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the city is safe, thanks to.....me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/RAT0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i put it on a plate and ate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10404161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, it died such a horrible death *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, its just a rat gummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/RAT0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given by the person living here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/RAT0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for playing with my food, was plain bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum yum yum yum, shall carry on eating it, ITS HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jolene tay wouldnt believe that i dreamt of her in my dreams. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at the card they gave in the gummy* AH! let me share with you some fun facts! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;1) A RAT CAN LAST LONGER WITHOUT WATER THAN A CAMEL&lt;br /&gt;2) EVEN VERY LARGE RATS CAN FIT THROUGH VERY TINY SPACES. HOW TINY? WELL, LETS PUT IT THIS WAY - IF YOU HAVE A HOLE ABOUT THE SIZE OF A NICKEL IN YOUR WALL, YOU COULD ONE DAY SEE A RAT SQUEEZING THROUGH IT. RATS DONT HAVE BONES. THEY'RE MADE UP OF CARTILAGE, WHICH IS FLEXIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;3) RATS CAN HOLD THEIR BREATHE FOR THREE MINUTES AND CAN TREAD WATER FOR THREE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;4) RATS MULTIPLY SO QUICKLY THAT IN 18 MONTHS, TWO RATS COULD HAVE OVER A MILLION DESCENDANTS (wth. its damn gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, to tell you the truth, i've never known so much things about rats before, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. okay, feeling happy now (: TAS PPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115114090575409530?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115114090575409530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115114090575409530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/yuen.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115105360480066591</id><published>2006-06-23T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T17:06:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOKE. JIA. YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115105360480066591?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115105360480066591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115105360480066591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/loke.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115081199307463472</id><published>2006-06-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:59:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone is rushing to complete their holiday homework. it seems like a routine every year or rather, every holiday.&lt;br/&gt;so anw, went downstairs to do some work and there was this small boy, barely a table tall, who came running to the table i was sitting at and tried to peek at what i was doing by tiptoe-ing (SO DAMN CUTE LA!) then he talked to me. HAHAHAHA!!! he asked what was i doing. after that he turned his head and saw the calculator, and somehow got attracted to it. so he climbed up the chair next to mine and asked if he could press and guess what he pressed, 1703. he asked me to look and said " my house number" omggg so cute!!! he is so stupid go and tell me his house number, might as well give me his phone number then i can call him. HAHA. just kidding. before that he ran to the karaok(?!) room to ask the people inside what they were doing, and he said " is it television day?" HAHAHAH!!! he is damn funny la. so young and cute. think he is only 2 or 3 years old. haha. that brightened up my day! somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since lala wants some pictures in my post, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/pic10755.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/pic13126.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/pic28028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are from my sister's post. very special huhhh. i like the skipping one ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115081199307463472?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115081199307463472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115081199307463472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/everyone-is-rushing-to-complete-their.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115078156294682511</id><published>2006-06-20T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:32:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JY!! your livejournal thinks im a spammer (somewhere along that line) -_- i cant leave a comment la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your IP address (************) is detected as an open proxy (&lt;strong&gt;a common source of spam&lt;/strong&gt;) so comment access is denied"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. anw, i cant access to the video ): send it to me another time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think theres something wrong with the layout... why isnt the picture appearing!! or it is just me. owell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115078156294682511?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115078156294682511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115078156294682511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/jy-your-livejournal-thinks-im-spammer.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115072700168673723</id><published>2006-06-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:23:21.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent been updating for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115072700168673723?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115072700168673723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115072700168673723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/havent-been-updating-for-awhile-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115012329391266833</id><published>2006-06-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:41:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When you're close to tears remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someday it'll all be over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;Though it's darker than December&lt;br /&gt;what's ahead is a different color&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day remember the days&lt;br /&gt;when we were close to the end&lt;br /&gt;and wonder how we made it through the night&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;we remember the way&lt;br /&gt;we stayed so close to the end&lt;br /&gt;we'll remember it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;you will always keep it flying high in the sky of love&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's time you started&lt;br /&gt;doing what we always wanted&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;Cause even the impossible&lt;br /&gt;is easy when we got each other&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day remember the days&lt;br /&gt;when we were close to the end&lt;br /&gt;and wonder how we made it through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it all change -lighthouse family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly.. i got reminded of some people. how i miss them so )): &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, CHEERUP ZESA!! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115012329391266833?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115012329391266833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115012329391266833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-youre-close-to-tears-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115010715834117000</id><published>2006-06-12T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:12:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will always remember today. today was just GREAT. THANKS GUYS!! love you!!! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115010715834117000?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115010715834117000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115010715834117000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-always-remember-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-115003675700292686</id><published>2006-06-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:41:31.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was raining heavily earlier today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could hardly see what was outside. anw,&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;SOOO HERES A RECAP ON YESTERDAY! we gave julie a surprise party! at macs. HAHAHAH. to tell you the truth, its the first macdonald party i've been to (i think). HEH! when she reached there she was shocked! haha! you should have seen her face. touched to tears. got a pic of her face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well maybe not. mrs heng and her enthu party hat is blocking her expression. HAHAH. no worries! i've the video!! HAHAHA. but only when you tube decides to work. its like stuck there, halfway uploading. grrrr. some other time folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was looking through the photos and took extra notice on this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how they sit.. their shirt.. their hands..short hair ( but not the same).. SPECS!!!! two words. uncanny resemblance. HAHAHAH.but just in this particular photo. of course their facial features do not look alike. LOOK LOOK!! im right in the middle! HAHA. -feels honoured. BUT THE SUN WAS BURNING HOT GRRR&lt;br /&gt;the party went pretty well, it started out kinda awkward cos haha, afterall it was quite weird for 15/16 year olds to be at the party room. but it was fun after that! HAHAH the games and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. look at THE SMILES&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY!! a must look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR GROUP'S CASTLE!!!so COOL FUNKY NICE RIGHT(i insist)! had to build the tallest castle. our competitor - JULIE'S GROUP. HAHAHA AND GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!! we lost -_-  OMG I AM SO SO SORRY FOR KNOCKING THE THING DOWN. HAHAHAHAH! biggest disappointment, ronald never come. HAHA x)&lt;br /&gt;i think birthday surprises are very sweet! HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;shall end this post with someone i think is cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P10402931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!! adorable right? so fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-115003675700292686?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115003675700292686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/115003675700292686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-was-raining-heavily-earlier-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114997017851264248</id><published>2006-06-11T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T04:09:38.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 410 am now. and im still awake at this unearthly hour. no one to accompany me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114997017851264248?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114997017851264248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114997017851264248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-410-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114984042778783105</id><published>2006-06-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T16:16:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PRESEENNTTTINGGGGGGGG THE BIRTHDAY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/untitled11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shy. HAHA!X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/814db002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! a post just for you! (: hurhur. LETS GO OUT SOON!! dont tell me the three words ( NOT THAT THREE WORDS LA PPLE. HAHAHAH). NO!!! loveya! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114984042778783105?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114984042778783105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114984042778783105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/preseenntttingggggggg-birthday-girl-so.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114959829748364394</id><published>2006-06-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:51:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Took many piccys. Some of which were really nice, I insist haha. Today was one frustrating day because Lou din come and that was one photoshop pro down. And then the ants piccys din turn out like what we wanted, patterns and blah blah. &lt;strong&gt;They wouldnt stay in a line and we tried to injure some so we can line them up but no, they got up each time we hit them gently&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!! quote from michelle's blog. so funny la X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114959829748364394?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114959829748364394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114959829748364394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/took-many-piccys.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114950846761858097</id><published>2006-06-05T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T19:54:27.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHERYLLLL IS SLEEPING! WAKEY WAKEY! stop sleeping. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114950846761858097?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114950846761858097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114950846761858097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/sheryllll-is-sleeping-wakey-wakey-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114938894772791952</id><published>2006-06-04T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:46:11.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you are not going to care, so am i. and i say, thats the end. wont you be happier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114938894772791952?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114938894772791952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114938894772791952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-are-not-going-to-care-so-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114925365070835284</id><published>2006-06-02T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:21:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACKKKK!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. obs -chants. what do you want me to say. my fingers are very reluctant to type out everything that happened. BERNETTE IS IN MY GROUP!!! woohoo! the first day was kns. but like i said, its FIRST day, so i guess its only normal. things started to pick up as the day goes by. got to know many more people etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;kayak with tsj. HAHAH. it was quite horrible at the beginning, i kayak until like sai. HURHUR, kept going to the right &gt;:/ but got the hang of it after awhile. WHOOPEEE! its FUN!!! but strenuous. rock climbing was super fun too! my shoe just had to spoil just right before we went into the water. oh joy. had to use their shoe. #$%^&amp;amp;@. CAUSED ME ALOT OF BLISTERS OKAY! it was hurting like crap. blister plus sand rubbing against each other. imagine that. OMGGG, the best part was to see the mobile people!!!! i was THRILLED to see them! MISSED THEM LOADS x100!!! saw boobsai. wished she could stay a little longer to talk. then one of the days i got so pissed off i really wanted to blow up. tania slept with our watch yesterday. hurhur. thats the only night i slept really soundly. must be the motherly warmth she has. HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/obs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres one thing im sure i've learnt, SMILE MORE. hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/smileyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of other things happened, but.. i shall just end here. im having a throbbing headache )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THANK YOU BERNETTE FOR THE RIDE HOME (: home is still the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just proved zesa wrong. WINKWINK. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PARTNER!!! MISS YOU!! you've just grown older ah ma (: hurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;promises can be made,but can it be fulfilled?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;words can be said, but do you really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit// so i guess i shall continue my post since my headache is gone and i've just had 19 hours of sleep o_O HAHA i woke up just for the meals and went back to sleep immediately. i feel weird, something must be wrong with me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anw, heres a list of things that we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying fox (it was really fun, just that its very short. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightwalk (wilfred insisted that we had to do this. other watches didnt have to do it ok! ok la, but if you think about it, hes doing it for our own good. it was a great experience anw, though i ******* HAHAHAH. winkwink to sherylsim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust fall ( didnt dare to do it at first, but it was fun!)&lt;br /&gt;jetty jump (SCARYYYYYY, considering i hate heights HEH, but its nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea expedition (one word, COOOOOOOOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;navigation thingy (kns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inverse tower (wanted to try the other one, but there wasnt enough time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock climbing ( ((: YAYY!! I LIKE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water rafting (kinda funny x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the whole it was fun fun fun! and if you think about it, wilfred is a good instructor, his talks are quite inspiring sometimes, hurhur. and his games are fun and hilarious!!!! though i get irritated with him sometimes x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everything we've done, though at times i appear grumpy and stuff. HAHAH. fine la sorry. but yeah, its a great experience!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNSHI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114925365070835284?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114925365070835284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114925365070835284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-backkkk-hurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114874765568010307</id><published>2006-05-28T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T11:55:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i've been walking in town the whole day, and now MY LEGS FEEL LIKE ITS GONNA BREAK!! my knee hurts ): reached town and met my eyecandies. HAHAHAHAH. SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK!!! ok la, they are NOT my eyecandies but whatever. they are so cute, strolling along the streets, shaking countless number of little kid's hands. its so tempting to kick them in their costumes. HAHAHAH!!! omg imagine that. they will be on the floor waving frantically like an ant that has been overturned and cant get up X))) WHAT FUN IT WILL BE. but no. grace decides to be good and not cause them so much trouble -puts on a halo. what an angel. HAHA. just mai dong xi chi dong xi mai dong xi chi dong xi (HAHA THE AD). bought alot of things! at least my time there was well spent (: ohh! and met mr gigantic soccerball too! too bad i didnt bring along a camera. HAHAHA, now THAT is what i call fun to kick. the person will just be rolling AWAY~~ WHEEEEE! (: OMGGG, klar met alot of her friends which included two cute guys which are twins. SO COOOL LA (quite cute somemore. HEH HEH)!! ohoh! and i met ______. HURHUR. went to have supper at newton. YUM YUM YUM (: OBS is such a chore. need to get this get that. WASTE MONEY SOMEMORE! i can use that money to buy things which are more useful. #$%^&amp;amp;*. NEXT MONTH IS GOING TO BE SO EXCITING! heh heh (: and i've got alot of _____ to ____. WHEEEE!OH MY GOODNESS, friendster put up my surname. GRRRR. HOW TO REMOVE HOW TO REMOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114874765568010307?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114874765568010307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114874765568010307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-ive-been-walking-in-town-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114855681074148268</id><published>2006-05-25T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:33:30.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sky is so pretty today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114855681074148268?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114855681074148268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114855681074148268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/sky-is-so-pretty-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114853385717281145</id><published>2006-05-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T13:15:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA!! mrs leo said this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: *looks at my nametag* &lt;strong&gt;sijing&lt;/strong&gt;, ......&lt;br /&gt;me: *tries to control laughter* okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HILARIOUS X)) how dare she forget my name after a few months!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114853385717281145?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114853385717281145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114853385717281145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahaha-mrs-leo-said-this-to-me-her.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114847945437272807</id><published>2006-05-24T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:04:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you persist in seeing the world through rose-coloured spectacles, you're bound to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, lets put  all the unhappy stuff aside. on a lighter note,the holidays are coming! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114847945437272807?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114847945437272807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114847945437272807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-persist-in-seeing-world-through.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114839397991984498</id><published>2006-05-23T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:21:20.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a walk to remember &lt;333 (!!!). omg, the movie so touching, my tears just kept flowing down non stop like a spoilt tap. *SNIFFS, wipes tears with tissue. HAHAH SJ, ITS SADDER AND SWEETER THAN WAIT TILL YOU'VE OLDER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"love is always patient and it is never jealous. love is never boastful nor conceited. it is never rude or selfish"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114839397991984498?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114839397991984498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114839397991984498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/walk-to-remember-333.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114829950069654835</id><published>2006-05-22T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:59:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so much more like myself today!!! hahaha! last year i talked MORE, went crazy MORE, played MORE, had MORE hyper times. did so much funner stuff in comparison to this year. this year, i stoned..stoned..stoned..and became quieter. and today (during training) i felt.....GREATTTT! HAHAHA! dunno why also. ohoh! yin wai is a nice person to go crazy with. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH. dont give me the o_O look. its true k! cos dont have to feel so stress talking to her. heh heh. if you dont get what i mean, FORGET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!! training started today. i dont feel like a fbb anymore!!! say YAY, people (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke of the day (HAHAH LYDIA). " GOOOOOO CRESCENT" LMAO!!! thats the funniest thing i heard this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114829950069654835?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114829950069654835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114829950069654835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-so-much-more-like-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114814581842611660</id><published>2006-05-21T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:32:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYY PEOPLE! haha im backkk. gave up using livejournal. SUCKS LA. i dont know how to use it. my initial intention was to go on hiatus. but later on i thought of switching over to live journal. created an account blah blah blah, but in the end im still back here! HURHUR. yippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114814581842611660?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114814581842611660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114814581842611660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/heyy-people-haha-im-backkk.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114786540137930166</id><published>2006-05-17T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:30:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phototaking today. HAHA. its rather funny. especially how we all rushed to change our shirts after the group shot. and i finally learnt how to change in public. HAHAH! bernette's dog is SOOOOO CUTE! ((: not when its near me la. behind the sliding door. HAHAH. it loves jumping!! i thought i could overcome my fear of dogs and go really close to it when its walking around on its own, BUT NO! after seeing how it jumped on rachel, no thank you. heh heh. i still like dogs who mind their own business. those that just stare at you, then walk away. HURHUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally know. but if you gave me a choice, i rather not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114786540137930166?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114786540137930166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114786540137930166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/phototaking-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114778288085008763</id><published>2006-05-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:38:25.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a certain someone kissed me today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. i shant let you know. ITS A SECRET. winkwink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on second thoughts, i think its time to share some of my secrets with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR MOSQUITO! (: he loves giving me little 'kisses' on my skin which results in swelling and itching. HOW NAUGHTY. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds sick. HAHAHAHAHAHAH! wahlao. the mosquitoes really have nothing else better to do, everytime come and bite my leg!!! its itchy x100. tsktsk. i hope mr mosquito DIES! die die die die. and stop pestering me. during obs i will arm myself with mosquito repellent, SEE HOW YOU ARE GONNA COME NEARRRR ME. HAIIIII YA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114778288085008763?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114778288085008763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114778288085008763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/certain-someone-kissed-me-today-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114770341372312934</id><published>2006-05-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:30:13.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JAJAJAJAJA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114770341372312934?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114770341372312934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114770341372312934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/jajajajaja.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114753586730478462</id><published>2006-05-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:53:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with qixuan at ps, then my dad sent us to wisma. rushed to far east to meet lala. HAHA SORRRY~~ for being late ): qx and i went to get our haircut. and by the time we finished, i was late to go and meet louisa!! tried to hail a cab, NO ONE STOPPED FOR ME. went up and down a few buses to asked if they stopped near centrepoint, made me feel like an idiot. in the end just hopped onto dunno what number bus and took to heeren bus stop, then walked so quickly to cuppage plaza my legs wanna die already. went for hope service and realised that its parents day! hahah. something liddat.the skit was SO FUNNY!!! hahahha! just kept laughing. oh ya, then during dinner i couldnt stop laughing, that ji pi gu(chicken backside) la!! hahah! went town with her. oh wait, we were already in town. HAHAHA. took neoprints and ate some strawberry cupcake at starbucks. OMG, i can still taste the chaoda taste. YUCKS OK! followed her home and borrowed her moulin rouge, AHHHHH CANT WAIT TO WATCH (((: anw, i needed supper badly cos im starving, so the only place i thought of was macs(24hours). AND OH MY GOSH, the fries are @)#_)#*$(&amp;amp;$ salty. yucks. now its HOME SWEET HOME (: dead beat. but it was fun! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114753586730478462?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114753586730478462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114753586730478462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/met-up-with-qixuan-at-ps-then-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114742995427528307</id><published>2006-05-12T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T18:43:59.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so heres a little recap of the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P103079511.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P103079711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P103078611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P103080411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P103081511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. lydia's face look damn funny. and daytona!!made a bet that debbie will win, but JULIE WON IN THE END!! HAHAHA. and look at that bowl of soup i ordered. NICE RIGHT! ((((: heh heh heh. it was so yummy. ok la, i tell you something. i didnt even order the soup.. i took a picture of the soup on the menu. HAHAHA. looks real right! (((: ahahah. look at thini and i, both looking stupid. everyone is staring at qx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, spent my day fiddling with photoshop and watched i'll be there. charlotte church's voice is good! (: the movie wasnt that nice, but the songs she sang made up for it. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/thinigracelouisa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! i got rid of all our pimples. HEHEHHE. looks flawless right. MUAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played around with the colours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/f043880411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P100098411.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND! show you guys something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/gymm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O!!!!!! so cool to do that eh! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i guess thats all for today! (: tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114742995427528307?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114742995427528307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114742995427528307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-heres-little-recap-of-past-few-days_12.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114715725387332709</id><published>2006-05-09T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:51:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. im mentally exhausted. during physics paper my eyes were on the verge of closing. and till now i still feel like throwing myself on the bed to have a good nap (WITH NO WORRIES). but time just forbids me to do so. amath tmr. crap. the shittiesterestest subject that you can find. oh how i wish i had a day off like sheryl. NO FAIR! she doesnt have to go to school to sit for any paper. bet she is sleeping her day away like how she did yesterday. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a throbbing headache. i need a hug):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUNCTIONS, my love, WHY CANT YOU JUST GO AND DIE AND MAKE SURE YOU STAY HOME AND DONT APPEAR ON MY SCRIPT TMR. with love, grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114715725387332709?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114715725387332709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114715725387332709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114700206015434488</id><published>2006-05-07T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:31:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the library to study today. WTH. my sis and i had to go to the toilet 25984950849305 times just to have some fresh air *BREATHES*. the guy is disgustingly gross. theres just something wrong with him. yucks. but i couldnt control my laughter when he did an action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: * BIG SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;me: *tries to control but... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a reason behind it to why i laughed. but yeah, each time he did that i cant help it but to laugh. think the woman diagonally opp me thinks we are so irritating, BUT WHATEVER. left to find a more constructive place to study. BURGER KING! the food was so tempting *drools* couldnt help but to eat. hurhur (: didnt stay for long either, so here we are back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so NOT confident for tmr's paper. i've still alot to memorise/practice and the time left is like..)($*#&amp;amp;*@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO *looks at friendster birthday list* HARPEE BIRTHDAY HUI YU!!!!! HAHAH. i know that she will NEVER EVER EVER come to this place. but ya (: im so nice. hurhur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hui yu, I SAW CAMMIE'S SISTER JUST NOW! lao yang zi. LOL. i daoed her. GASPPP. more like she cant remember me. HAHA. it will be so embarrassing if i said hi and she goes o_O. no thank you, i rather not risk that. i remember she had a friend called Doris (think its spelt liddat) HAHA. i've such great memory when it comes to these kind of things. BUT ITS A TOTALLY DIFF THING IF YOU ASK ME TO MEMORISE TESTING OF GASES. PFFTS. guess thats where all my memory space gets used up. oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, i guess i will still keep this blog, heh heh. its quite irresistable sometimes X).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY -chants. cant wait (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPPPPPPPPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114700206015434488?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114700206015434488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114700206015434488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-to-library-to-study-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114690391295907316</id><published>2006-05-06T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T16:32:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im planning to stop blogging after wed. which also means that i'll be closing my blog! heh heh. BYEEEEE PEOPLEEE!! BYEEEE BLOG!! hahah. -WAVES. but before wed comes, i will still come and post (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114690391295907316?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114690391295907316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114690391295907316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-planning-to-stop-blogging-after-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114684199062497450</id><published>2006-05-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:30:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Why is it that friendships are so volatile (for lack of a better word)? I have yet to see a friendship that has really remained steady firm strong consistent over a duration of more than 5 years. This is my 8th year of friendship with ****, but we've had our drifts and arguments. And as for ****, we haven't been consistently close over the past 5 and a half years. I DO consider them two of my best friends. Just wondering why friendships can't be happyhappy forever and ever. Why do friendships end? Why do friends drift? Why can't everything remain constant? Why do all good things have to come to an end? I know that even my family will come to an end one day. I know the memories will stay with me till I die or till I get Dementia, but I know that physically, it will happen. EVEN the people I see every day, feel most comfortable with, have done so so much with, grew up with, haven't experienced living without, and of course love the most, will leave me one day. It's true, nothing lasts forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, life feels kinda meaningless. What are we living for? Have many good friends? Excel in studies? Excel in sports? Go to a good school? Get a good job? Earn loads of money and become a multi millionaire? And in the end, we all die&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've quoted this from someone's blog. after reading it, i have to agree that its true, NOTHING lasts forever. said that in one of my entries before. anw, just wanna say that, i really love my double aSS (S-es) [liang ge pi gu..HAHAHAH!!!]. hurhur. nice name right (: I SHALL CALL BOTH OF YOU THAT NOW. HAHAHAHA. and thanks for always being there when i needed you (: the comforts and talks we have. really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand and one hugs and kisses. MUACKKKK!!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we are 60. both. winkwink (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114684199062497450?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114684199062497450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114684199062497450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-is-it-that-friendships-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114672116310319813</id><published>2006-05-04T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:39:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. just now i went to take a nap and.. I DREAMT OF XQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA X) i wonder if that is considered a nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114672116310319813?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114672116310319813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114672116310319813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114663949187557055</id><published>2006-05-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:58:11.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i figured that my last post made no sense. so, i deleted it. HEH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114663949187557055?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114663949187557055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114663949187557055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-figured-that-my-last-post-made-no.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114637931327491286</id><published>2006-04-30T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T14:46:26.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just wouldn't rhyme without you says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna go out to study tmr?&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;its labour day&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't rhyme without you says:&lt;br /&gt;hurhur KNEW IT ok nvm&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;need to give brith&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't rhyme without you says:&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't rhyme without you says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't rhyme without you says:&lt;br /&gt;whos baby arh&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;mine&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;and grace&lt;br /&gt;you knew you were the only best ; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shes crazy. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114637931327491286?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114637931327491286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114637931327491286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-just-wouldnt-rhyme-without-you-says.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114630893073482790</id><published>2006-04-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:16:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the end, of the b div 06'. Today's match is the last game we are ever going to play together. Although the time we’ve spent together was merely 5 months, but each and everyone of us know ourselves how much we have bonded with one another during that short period of time. (Well, 5 months is just for me. You don’t need to know why. ). No matter what difficult situation we faced, we managed to overcome it, as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/25948688329476l11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture12749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebrations ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture12769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playfulness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture12668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggyfied us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture12635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, egoistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture12738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US, will all come to an end right here. even the tears we shed as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, just to put everything in a nutshell, I LOVE EVERYONE TO BITS AND WILL MISS S ALL THE TIMES WE HAD! MUACK! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my partner!! ): and of course * puts two finger*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P41401741.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zesa Tania chen xinyan, going to school buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/P41401861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;970 will be diff without you three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting all the other sec 4s too! PSSTS! i've got a secret. wanna know? HAHA. I LOVE THE SEC 3s (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/secthrees1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XUAN. 14 GRACE. 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/qixuanandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanyang vs tkgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!! Don’t think I forgot to say something ok! Thank you all the people who came down to support us (((: all of your presence made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to sijing, nifong and Tania for the rose! (: very sweet of all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/gloveandrose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, b div 06' will always, forever will be number 1. even if we meet like 20 years later, im proud to say, "YO! i was once from b div 06' " X) special thanks to the coaches who had been super patient with us. WILL MISS BOTH OF YOU NEXT YEAR!!! ): we are who we are all thanks to them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/26548848019226l11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin wai is missing in the picture. I wonder where is she. Oh wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE SHE IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Sorry. Only can find this solo picture of you X) CUTE WHAT! Don’t scold me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Grace (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S not all the photos are mine. HAHA. took from everywhere)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114630893073482790?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114630893073482790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114630893073482790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-end-of-b-div-06.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114604928630260410</id><published>2006-04-26T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T19:03:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114604928630260410?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114604928630260410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114604928630260410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114596642001171399</id><published>2006-04-25T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:16:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day was pretty much alright. and thank you louisa for all your little treats during class! heh.&lt;br /&gt;went down to finish up my sets after lessons. just so happen i chanced upon a little girl who was happily riding on her little horsey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/zesaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes...&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/zesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow her horsey refused to obey her which explains why she was still at the same spot. the little girl still wore a smile on her face despite the fact that her horsey did not want(more like cant) to budge. HAHA. what a jolly little girl X))&lt;br /&gt;AND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/yw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GIRL/BOY HERE, is a big bully! HAHAHAH. piece of shit. still dare to smile at the camera! DA DAN! she always bully me ok. hahaha. threw so many balls at me ): the bottom part is my finger btw. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/yw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look..shes guilty. HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;ok, off i go to study!&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave you with a picture of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!!!! hahaha! this way you wont miss me even when im gone. HEH. randomness (: tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114596642001171399?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114596642001171399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114596642001171399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-was-pretty-much-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114579823285373218</id><published>2006-04-23T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:17:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just got cheated.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;by my tys. THIS IS RIDICULOUS! -throws marker (familiar?? HAHA!). a certain question came out twice, i must emphasize that both of them are exactly the same. but hey, so what if the questions are the same, but the answers are not o_O WHAT IS THIS?! so right now i dont know which one to trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114579823285373218?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114579823285373218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114579823285373218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-just-got-cheated.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114568741271668631</id><published>2006-04-22T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:30:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESS!!!! i found that "love me" song! wth la. its actually the one i found the other time. haha! and i figured out where i heard it from that made me find it so familiar! the teacher's concert during the funfair!! the new teachers sang it. HAHAHA. yay yay yay! can finally stop guessing. the feeling is horrible when i cant figure it out okay. hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114568741271668631?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114568741271668631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114568741271668631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/yess-i-found-that-love-me-song-wth-la.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114554416002189950</id><published>2006-04-20T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:47:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my batting glove feels like.. wet pig(?) skin after washing it. AHHHH!!!!! gross ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im reading my ss textbook now. and i see all the nonsense sj wrote in it. HAHA! eg, i love sijing. see how rubbish she can get. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114554416002189950?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114554416002189950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114554416002189950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-batting-glove-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114544472563807381</id><published>2006-04-19T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:10:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to qx's house today. we were supposedly having a study session together. but HEY!(THINI THINI HAHAHA) everyone was kind of distracted. wait! CORRECTION CORRECTION. i was the only one who wasnt distracted. HAHA (((: ok la, i dunno. but it was sort of like a REUNITED CLIQUE SESSION!!!!!! HOETEHYUENPAN. hurhur. her brothers are so cute! my eyecandies. HAHAHA! (((: so we talked nonsense in the car, studied, ate, watched tv and laughed. OH! and you know halfway studying, someone called me on my phone and said, " is that maria?" in an indian accent. OMG, IF I EVER FIND ANYONE OF YOU PRANK CALLING ME RIGHT, I WILL USE MY FEATHER DUSTER TO WHACK YOU. MUHAHAHAH!that reminds me. ah ma julie(head of the house), my *AHEM*pay*AHEM*. hahaha. and im trying to find the song we were listening in the car. I STILL CANT FIGURE OUT WHO SANG IT!! its called love me, by dunno who. TELL ME IF YOU KNOW!! anw, heres another love me song, happen to chance upon it (: I THINK ITS SUPER SWEET! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin Raye-Love, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead&lt;br /&gt;I found this letter, and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;&lt;br /&gt;But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;SO SWEET RIGHT! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114544472563807381?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114544472563807381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114544472563807381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-qxs-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114536047487976035</id><published>2006-04-18T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T19:45:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we seem to be ******* into *********. please tell me it will not happen ):&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ________. cos she is the cause of everything &gt;:/asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114536047487976035?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114536047487976035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114536047487976035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-seem-to-be-into.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114516263482371681</id><published>2006-04-16T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:43:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent talked to sheryl for, let me think, more than one week?!?! omgomg. where is sheeee. i suddenly miss her. HAHA. and i havent talked to sj(real life) since dunno when( HAHAHAHA OK LA, not very long). where are theyyyy. miss them both. heh heh. i can hardly find the time to call! sheesh. OPPS. just drew on my bedsheet. HAHAHAHA. i feel very hyper now X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114516263482371681?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114516263482371681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114516263482371681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/havent-talked-to-sheryl-for-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114510051785457126</id><published>2006-04-15T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T19:28:37.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day has been amazingly great so far. our match turned out pretty well(the outcome only) (: something to be glad about. heehee. and i went to louisa's church. very fun! and i enjoyed myself loads. there were alot of other crescentians as well. the Pastor was extremely funny!! hahaha. spent most of time there laughing at what he said. the people there were also very friendly. haha. oh ya, HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!! ((: and ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR RACE TMR LOUISA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas ppl! -hops away like an easter bunny. haha, JUST KIDDING! i will never do that X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114510051785457126?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114510051785457126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114510051785457126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-has-been-amazingly-great-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114498069403675550</id><published>2006-04-14T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T10:11:34.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurhurhur. im in a super good mood now! (: anw, tag my board pple, it looks very dead. HAHA X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114498069403675550?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114498069403675550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114498069403675550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/hurhurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114485121833086438</id><published>2006-04-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:40:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;friendster decides to screw up just when i want to use it. how infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;guess what do i eat daily in the morning for breakfast now? freddo!! haha. at least its better than not eating anything. owell.&lt;br /&gt;i abhor han zi &gt;:/ its a total waste of my time. i can foresee that my scratch on my elbow is going to leave behind a hideous scar. its going to be so ugly ):&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt that bad. considering that there wasnt much lessons conducted cos two teachers were absent. i need to clear all my overdue stuff asap. urgent!&lt;br /&gt;oh joy.my grades are deteriorating quicker than i expected ): i am going to be so angry with myself if i screw up my mid years. sigh. i need help x100.&lt;br /&gt;i am eagerly waiting for the end of mid years, wanna catch up with people i havent been talking to lately. havent forgotten you all ok! just that im just kind of busy at the moment (: i miss you all! i shall get going now. meanwhile, SMILE! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114485121833086438?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114485121833086438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114485121833086438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-total-waste-of-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114467659002984545</id><published>2006-04-10T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T21:43:10.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know what is going through my mind right now? HAHA. bet you dont. too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114467659002984545?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114467659002984545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114467659002984545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-you-know-what-is-going-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114459058677940592</id><published>2006-04-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:54:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder what will happen if handphones dont exist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the day camping outside my house waiting for someone WITH A KEY to come back home. and YES, you might have guessed it, I GOT LOCKED OUT OF THE HOUSE. for from 6 to 845. WTH!!! the worst thing was that i couldnt contact ANYONE cos my phone batt was totally flat. couldnt even on it, let alone call someone. so annoying!! and i couldnt find any payphone downstairs. i dunno where. bahh. waste my time la. i've got 893574598743 homeworks to complete. but now, im left with so little time. tsk! so i spent my time, writing a compo and my maths(had tuition at 2, went out after that). and i decorated my notebook. hahah. just to kill time. aye! really nothing to do ok. i've could have done so many more useful things in that 2 hours and 45 minutes. but my sister saves the day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;havent eaten my dinner yet. tas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114459058677940592?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114459058677940592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114459058677940592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wonder-what-will-happen-if.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114451160660110659</id><published>2006-04-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:59:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT WAS FUNNNNN (: hahaha. the funfair to be exact. surprisingly i enjoyed it! not like last year's aad. at least i was occupied throughout the whole time. hurhur. so firstly, went to school with a bundle of balloons and hurriedly rushed to the sb booth cos i thought it was rather embarassing carrying them. HEH. went to class to get my class t..blahblahblah. lazy to continue. THENN, qixuan and i went to sit the rides!!!!! bloody funny + fun + SCARY!! hahaha! it was hilarious to watch people from down there. kept mocking them. HEH HEH HEH. oh oh! theres this girl with SUPER long hair, she let it down when she sat the ride. so when it started going clockwise and anticlockwise right, her hair followed!!! LMAO!! omg, laughed so hard. yeahh, then walked around with random people, spent alot alot of coupons (WTH). ohh then at 1 went to PAT to watch the concert. AHAHA. such a disappointment. the only thing i enjoyed there was the aircon which was damn cold X) left earlier. THE WEATHER WAS SOOOOO HOT! i was so thristy. went to the haunted house. its kinda scary. i hate hate hate those things that hold on to me!! oh ya! watched teachers getting dunked and stuff. whoo! it ended, went mobile and walked sj to her bus stop. ahaha. THE END. okok byebyebye, im super tired now. still got uncompleted tuition homework!!! ahhhhh. shoot me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114451160660110659?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114451160660110659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114451160660110659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-was-funnnnn-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114433770281475125</id><published>2006-04-06T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:35:02.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! THANKS ALOT JULIE (((: my no 1 chem teacher X) today was rather productive studying in school. though nengzi and julie were talking away non stop. HAHA. but surprisingly i wasnt distracted at all. hooray! and right now im trying to cut the cardboard zesa and i bought just now. its like..VERY HARD!! cut until hand pain. pffts. still got alot of things not done. grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114433770281475125?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114433770281475125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114433770281475125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-thanks-alot-julie-my-no-1-chem_06.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114432954900864237</id><published>2006-04-06T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:19:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've never been so tired before. this year that is. i was doing chem halfway and my mind felt like it totally blanked out. the next thing i know i was my head was on the table, asleep. sighh. just give me one day to sleep. i will be happy enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114432954900864237?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114432954900864237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114432954900864237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-never-been-so-tired-before.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114423472948906356</id><published>2006-04-05T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:13:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RANDEE WEE THE DEEDEE! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really think that my history/ss teacher has something against me. EVERY lesson she will definitely call me to answer a question (for history), sometimes more than once in a lesson ok!! the next lesson will also be liddat. WANNA BET? I SURELY WINN ((((: MUAHAHA. tskk. and she knows i wont be able to answer okayyy. i shall not talk to qixuan during her lesson anymore! cos i think thats the reason why she picks on me. talk too much.. HEH. shes so piggy! but!!! shes really nice la. that i have to admit. lalala. im lying if i say i wont talk to qixuan during lesson time and not get distracted. HAHA! bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG in the train it was so scary! there was this guy opposite me who keeps smiling/mumbling to himself!! not only that, he was doing something to his bag with his lips!!! looks sick ok. like he was kissing it. hahaha. luckily he stopped after a while and it was only one stop. so freaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining now~! but the sun is still out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114423472948906356?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114423472948906356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114423472948906356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-randee-wee-deedee-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114406865585100173</id><published>2006-04-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:00:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>luckily i dont have to do pft so soon.. HAHA. im like so prone to getting injuries/sick recently. THIS IS BAD BAD BAD. where is the healthy and fit me ))): oh anw, im very glad that chem test is postponed to thurs. YIPPY!! ok la, ms *** isnt that sucky anymore. HAHA! -looks at sheryl. i was wrong afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great to know that someone cares (:&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;its sad to know that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are nowhere near when i needed you ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how saddening. haha. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, zesa was being a big meanie today. HAHA. knowing that i sprained my neck and cant turn much to the right, SHE PURPOSELY ASK EVERYONE TO TALK TO ME ON MY RIGHT. hahahah. evil! but its much much better now. YAY!! think i can turn like 10 degrees more (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114406865585100173?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114406865585100173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114406865585100173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/04/luckily-i-dont-have-to-do-pft-so-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114338564725152570</id><published>2006-03-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:07:27.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUUU ( CHOONGYEE AND QIXUAN ) -sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/grace_91/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look retarted in 99% of the neoprint laaaa. but whatever. hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114338564725152570?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114338564725152570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114338564725152570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-to-youuuuuuuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114327079069865241</id><published>2006-03-25T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:41:15.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;2) I’ve no appetite to eat these days ):&lt;br /&gt;3) rather pissed&lt;br /&gt;4) and I want to go out NOW!&lt;br /&gt;5) my alt key came out ( *(#&amp;%$^&amp;amp;*$)&lt;br /&gt;6) i walked straight into a sign which said 'pedestrain crossing' while shouting at qx who was across the road. and i stupidly said sorry to a non living thing -_- it just came out of my mouth unknowingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered something today while throwing. I FORGOT TO GO FOR TUITION YESTERDAY!!! Tsktsk. It totally slipped my mind and I just went home straight after the hockey match. SO STUPID OK. Now I dunno when im going for make-up. To think I even told my friend I was going for it that day X) OPPSYDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR I CANT BE BOTHERED WITH &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; ANYMORE!! asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114327079069865241?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114327079069865241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114327079069865241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/1-dead-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114320954508784248</id><published>2006-03-24T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T16:41:14.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was great. I went to town with 13 other people. Mostly from 2s1 '05. AHHHH! MISS THEM SO MUCH! Had so much fun today ok. Its been a long time since I’ve really enjoyed what I am doing. Went to pizza hut for lunch at PS. Hahahah. Halfway through the meal, me and lau went up to secret recipe to collect qixuan and cy's bday cake. Took a relatively long time there. LOL. Went around looking for lighter, but couldn’t find. OMG, guess where we bought it? The customer service counter. Eh, SOUNDS SO WEIRD RIGHT! Ahahha. I thought that’s a place to ask information. Called Tania and co to play the guess who game by covering her eyes. But I dunno what game they played in the end cos when we brought the cake in ( its was a SURPRISE!!), qixuan was hiding under the table! LMAO!! Sang birthday song for both of them. Everyone was like…staring, cos we were SO loud. Hahaha. Cy cried!! Must be too touched by us! We’re so sweet right. Lol. Talked and laughed till we didn’t even know we were in pizza hut for so long X) settled our bill, and off we went delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three ulcers!!!! This is terrible! My sis is in deep shit. She is so gonna get it from me when she gets home &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I have alot to say which is rather difficult for me to pen it down. So I reckon the only way is to keep it to myself. Sometimes I feel that pondering too much into stuff isn’t that good after all. Your mind will be filled with why, how, what and many more other questions. The worst part is that, you can’t find an answer to all these questions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114320954508784248?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114320954508784248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114320954508784248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114303854361767801</id><published>2006-03-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:03:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout! its about time i changed it anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO BLOODY TIRED IN CLASS TODAY. slept halfway through history. heh. was already dozing off during lit. emath was very eventful X) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, and that tsj very good arh, wentto watch oc and never came back ever since. WENT OFFLINE SOMEMORE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114303854361767801?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114303854361767801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114303854361767801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-layout-its-about-time-i-changed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114294997976910890</id><published>2006-03-21T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:11:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tania is being a giant meanie right now. she just shoo-ed me!!! so that she can continue copying her math.HUMPH! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;wah crap, i spilt 100 plus&lt;br /&gt;We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world says:&lt;br /&gt;spilt?&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;spilled&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world says:&lt;br /&gt;ORH HOR&lt;br /&gt;We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world says:&lt;br /&gt;you piggy bank hates you&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH WTH!??!&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;the drink!&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;not money&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;omg, so silly&lt;br /&gt;stumble and fall is the heart of it all says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world says:&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats sijing. HAHAHA! see how blur/gong she can get. MUST BE SUE WEI. MUST BE!! X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114294997976910890?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114294997976910890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114294997976910890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/tania-is-being-giant-meanie-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114269186390703828</id><published>2006-03-18T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:24:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: ---&gt; i found fidelia&lt;br/&gt;): ---&gt; my toe nail hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114269186390703828?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114269186390703828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114269186390703828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-found-fidelia-my-toe-nail-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114260206359140540</id><published>2006-03-17T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:00:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//edit&lt;br/&gt;HAHA, ok, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anw, its so funny to watch jy sleep. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114260206359140540?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114260206359140540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114260206359140540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/edithaha-ok-maybe-not.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114235189460396602</id><published>2006-03-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:03:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today has been a VERY VERY productive day (: YIPPY!&lt;br /&gt;-skips off&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114235189460396602?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114235189460396602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114235189460396602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-has-been-very-very-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114234655945531969</id><published>2006-03-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:29:19.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>often times those words get tangled up in lines says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid cow&lt;br /&gt;trying to shut back my tears, says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid pig&lt;br /&gt;often times those words get tangled up in lines says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;trying to shut back my tears, says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;often times those words get tangled up in lines says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA copy cow&lt;br /&gt;trying to shut back my tears, says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA copy pig&lt;br /&gt;often times those words get tangled up in lines says:&lt;br /&gt;cowasshole&lt;br /&gt;trying to shut back my tears, says:&lt;br /&gt;pigasshole&lt;br /&gt;often times those words get tangled up in lines says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,ok cow stop mooing&lt;br /&gt;trying to shut back my tears, says:&lt;br /&gt;stop snoring PIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how cow-ish this cow can get X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JY!! MUM, MY PAY! haha, justtt kidding ~ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114234655945531969?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114234655945531969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114234655945531969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/often-times-those-words-get-tangled-up.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114226319021533884</id><published>2006-03-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:19:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i know why i cant find anything to eat in the kitchen. its cos i always think that the second drawer is the one that contains all the food, so each time i will open that and find nothing. SO TODAY, i did something which i usually dont, I OPENED THE FIRST DRAWER. and yup, found loads and loads of yummy food in it (!!!). stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone who is super duper kind to tell me whats due tmr. AHHHHHH, CRAP. whens the compo due???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit comes alive. i was hardly listening. my paper was filled with bernette and sabrina's drawings, plus other stuff i drew out of boredom. hurhur. it was quite fun though. minus the talk part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH, HAHAHAHA! im reading this funny person's blog now. really cracks me up X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD, im also listening to the radio now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you and I both loved &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What you and I spoke of&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And others just dream of&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I'm almost finally out of&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm finally out of&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally deedeedeedee &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I'm almost finally, finally&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I'm free, oh, I'm free&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess im off to sleep now. tas! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114226319021533884?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114226319021533884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114226319021533884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/now-i-know-why-i-cant-find-anything-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114208149193764120</id><published>2006-03-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:51:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;ARGH!! &gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114208149193764120?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114208149193764120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114208149193764120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114200082865029505</id><published>2006-03-10T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:33:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anw, i shall reply the tags here. very lazy to go around.&lt;br /&gt;zesa : haha HELLLO! (:sheryl: shall not fight with an old woman, wo rang lao de. and look! i updated. haha. happyhappy?weiling : OH YA! i rmb the ang. cos you told me it was your... hahahah. go figure. and what cheese family thingy. lmao! you arh. eh, i also. HAHA! i should be more depressed than you, you got like 80 for physics?! tsk.ashley: UH, i cannot rmb her surname. but aiya it doesnt matter la. i cant even recognise her.sijing: i saw your photo in the newspapers, thats what i saw. HAHAHA. i THINK its you X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114200082865029505?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114200082865029505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114200082865029505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/anw-i-shall-reply-tags-here.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114199964675969244</id><published>2006-03-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:07:26.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREETINGS FELLOW EARTHLINGS&lt;br/&gt;so its the end of term one already (IS IT? haha i dunno). or to put things simpler, ITS THE START OF THE MARCH HOLIDAYS! time pass super duper fast, im in 3g2 for two months already (so fast...). im still learning to adapt to  my new classmates and stuff. i've alot of other things i want to say, but i think you are sick of hearing them anw, so lets just skip that part. school has been pretty much ok. i just miss the kind of laughter i used hear last year. &lt;br/&gt;yesterday that ASS just HAD to spite me by saying that sentence. it spoilt my day la. wahlao. you want you say it when im not around can, theres no need to say it in front of me. I CROWN YOU, MISS IRRITANT OF THE MONTH. &lt;br/&gt;wanted to buy things from popular today. but the queue was damn long. so i thought, aiya why not since i still got time before tuition starts. joined in the queue, and when it was about to be my turn, THE STUPID CASH REGISTER THINGY (?!?!) HUNG! omg, when i was going to be next. tough luck. then the woman started to write hand written receipts. hello?! by the time she is done, the sun is down. so i just got out of the queue and went for tuition. waste my time. tsktsk.&lt;br/&gt;pe yesterday was fun! HAHA. and very funny! X) ohhh whats wrong with my standing broad jump now huh. WHERES THE JELLY FROG MEEEEE. as quoted from rachel lau. haha&lt;br/&gt;HAHA. DAMMIT. i JUST received this msg................. shit. how to reply?!&lt;br/&gt; i think everyone has like piles and piles of homework to complete. HAPPY DOING EVERYONE! (: HAHAHA. im not better off myself either. alot of them i need to hand up by next tues somemore. AHHHH!!! &lt;br/&gt;ok, so i've done my job of updating, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW SHERYL? HAHA!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles pple! and SMILE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114199964675969244?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114199964675969244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114199964675969244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/greetings-fellow-earthlingsso-its-end.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114130389039159064</id><published>2006-03-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:20:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOOHOOOO! ((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tablet is finally BACKKKK, to its normal state. and now i wont have to stare at an ultra small screen anymore! (: those who have seen my tablet will know what im talking about. its MUCH MUCH better than last time! the internet explorer is nicer too! hahaha. and im having a fun time exploring the new msn messenger. HAHA. owell. just finding things to amuse myself with X) IM BORED!!! someone entertain me please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my younger sis is vomiting continuously now. POOR THING! haha. i had fever first, then her, but didnt come back to me(LUCKILY!) and now she has fever again! plus she is puking. haha, GET WELL SOON SISSY BISSY (: feeling nice today. HAHAHAHA. oh ya, yesterday during dinner clar's book was right in front of me, then the first two words i saw was AUNT MOLLY! HAHAHAH. hmm. only ONE person knows what im talking about (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAU, as im typing this, i realised im not very satisfied with my tablet after all! it LAGS!! and when i press delete, the words wont be gone, only after i type the next word then it will disappear. STUPID EH! to think i actually thought that my tablet was PERFECT. so the moral of the story is, NOTHING OR NO ONE IS PERFECT! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO AND SORT THE PEOPLE ON MY CONTACT LIST NOW . WHEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,and thank you priscilla for being such a darling for reminding me the s3 and amath thing! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing.. REMIND ME PPLE, THAT I NEED TO MEND MY SLACKS!!! i keep forgetting. since last year X) HAHA! theres this ugly holeeeee. -slaps head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114130389039159064?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114130389039159064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114130389039159064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/wooooohoooo-my-tablet-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114121550984977971</id><published>2006-03-01T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:22:08.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok anw, congrats to all the hockers for winning today! (: my very first hockey match i've watched. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%$&amp;**&amp;amp;*^$#$% very pissed today! for several reasons which i wont say. i really really want to co__i_e i_ s____ne right now, BUT CANT. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop blogging..and shut up for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you never fail to disappoint me each time ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114121550984977971?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114121550984977971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114121550984977971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-anw-congrats-to-all-hockers-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114113086043750578</id><published>2006-02-28T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:48:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheryl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerup!! dont be sad okay. haha. i shall be niceeee and give you chocolates tmr!! (: a chocolate a day keeps the frown-ies away &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look! a post just for you. HAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114113086043750578?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114113086043750578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114113086043750578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/02/sheryl-cheerup-dont-be-sad-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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-10700924.post-114104820611881436</id><published>2006-02-27T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T21:50:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO PEOPLE, i meant that i am going to miss physics lesson tmr and i shouldnt be missing it cos physics common test is on tues! hahaha. think what, i like physics so much. FAT HOPE. i only find it ok, dont like it to that extend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700924-114104820611881436?l=imaginary-perception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114104820611881436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700924/posts/default/114104820611881436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginary-perception.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-people-i-meant-that-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03536050842055854193</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>
