<?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-1665090887998606437</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:45:13.072+08:00</updated><category term='2nd August 2007'/><title type='text'>Clarissa :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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>385</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5296450664714123386</id><published>2010-06-11T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:52:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://fried-marsbars.tumblr.com/ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5296450664714123386?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5296450664714123386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5296450664714123386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5296450664714123386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5296450664714123386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/httpfried-marsbars.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-757062673857317657</id><published>2010-06-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:09:53.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TA5O0jOnNAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/n5cPiBgy6Uw/s1600/tumblr_l239dzFkM41qb5t2do1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAnj5eLtxeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Z1KovzQQ7OM/s400/tumblr_kzu0ey1ae61qayk20o1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479160998167168482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1818851850740254107?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1818851850740254107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1818851850740254107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1818851850740254107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1818851850740254107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAnj5eLtxeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Z1KovzQQ7OM/s72-c/tumblr_kzu0ey1ae61qayk20o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-253204166869825274</id><published>2010-06-04T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:26:47.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAkbA7GPHdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/32244-QOHv0/s1600/tumblr_kzzg3kBUjx1qzdqh3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAkbA7GPHdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/32244-QOHv0/s400/tumblr_kzzg3kBUjx1qzdqh3o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478940124350717394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear I'll never fall in love again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-253204166869825274?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/253204166869825274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=253204166869825274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/253204166869825274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/253204166869825274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-swear-ill-never-fall-in-love-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAkbA7GPHdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/32244-QOHv0/s72-c/tumblr_kzzg3kBUjx1qzdqh3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5729467438244291839</id><published>2010-06-02T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:10:40.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我会恨你一辈子。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5729467438244291839?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5729467438244291839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5729467438244291839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5729467438244291839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5729467438244291839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='我会恨你一辈子。'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3839144645542846297</id><published>2010-06-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:51:05.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUP2SECheI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Mf1TAZFdCCI/s1600/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUP2SECheI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Mf1TAZFdCCI/s400/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477801947002209762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what am I supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3839144645542846297?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3839144645542846297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3839144645542846297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3839144645542846297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3839144645542846297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/someone-tell-me-what-am-i-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUP2SECheI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Mf1TAZFdCCI/s72-c/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-868545464583877692</id><published>2010-06-01T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:35:06.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUMW3VX9NI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Uvm7Ash2QCY/s1600/tumblr_l28upv9kdl1qzkrh7o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUMW3VX9NI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Uvm7Ash2QCY/s400/tumblr_l28upv9kdl1qzkrh7o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477798108716332242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are easy to get over, they only take a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later, you’ll find the one, the one who has changed so much of your life,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how hard you try, you just can’t find the words to say goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-868545464583877692?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/868545464583877692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=868545464583877692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/868545464583877692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/868545464583877692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-people-are-easy-to-get-over-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUMW3VX9NI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Uvm7Ash2QCY/s72-c/tumblr_l28upv9kdl1qzkrh7o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4580662158736556633</id><published>2010-06-01T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:43:39.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUAcK07loI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/eH8VzgXM2VU/s1600/tumblr_l2t31fCR4d1qaswsro1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUAcK07loI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/eH8VzgXM2VU/s400/tumblr_l2t31fCR4d1qaswsro1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477785005708777090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i would love someone this much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4580662158736556633?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4580662158736556633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4580662158736556633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4580662158736556633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4580662158736556633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-never-thought-i-would-love-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAUAcK07loI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/eH8VzgXM2VU/s72-c/tumblr_l2t31fCR4d1qaswsro1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8267289810931821502</id><published>2010-05-31T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:17:08.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAPguMtVvRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jq1eN1mjdMU/s1600/tumblr_l0du21j72I1qa1f2go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAPguMtVvRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jq1eN1mjdMU/s400/tumblr_l0du21j72I1qa1f2go1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477468656102653202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from 5 hours of studiowu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized something.&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be reading two people's blogs on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;And i realized, forever isn't impossible.&lt;br /&gt;It's just me who is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I always spoil everything.&lt;br /&gt;And its always my fault.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying people always blame me for doing the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;But I literally always do the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;When i talk, i always say something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;When i do stuff, for some reason i get an unexpected reaction from the other party.&lt;br /&gt;I know no one is perfect, but I'm not even normal.&lt;br /&gt;How can someone make so many mistakes and hurt so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dad taught me a life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;In life, no one will ever stay with you till the end.&lt;br /&gt;They will leave you somehow sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;I chose not to believe that.&lt;br /&gt;But now realizing this fact that i have just mentioned about myself, its so true.&lt;br /&gt;For me at least.&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever stay with me. Even my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Because basically no one would want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry doesn't mean anything to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't mean all those things you said to me then why did you say it in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I deserve all this.&lt;br /&gt;Just a flash of the picture and I can totally lose my concentration.&lt;br /&gt;I fell on my head in gymnastics, and tendon snapped today.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's over. But why do i still keep hoping. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8267289810931821502?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8267289810931821502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8267289810931821502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8267289810931821502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8267289810931821502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-got-back-from-5-hours-of-studiowu.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAPguMtVvRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jq1eN1mjdMU/s72-c/tumblr_l0du21j72I1qa1f2go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4665987764600245945</id><published>2010-05-30T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:37:26.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAIjc3we3bI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SzDeGIc7i9k/s1600/tumblr_l04fkjVNke1qzu4weo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAIjc3we3bI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SzDeGIc7i9k/s400/tumblr_l04fkjVNke1qzu4weo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476979075746553266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need or want anyone to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;Just fucking leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4665987764600245945?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4665987764600245945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4665987764600245945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4665987764600245945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4665987764600245945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-need-or-want-anyone-to-cheer-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAIjc3we3bI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SzDeGIc7i9k/s72-c/tumblr_l04fkjVNke1qzu4weo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1741009500835014984</id><published>2010-05-29T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:55:55.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAEJmbOD3qI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8upjNATdmiI/s1600/tumblr_l08gz5vFV91qbw4dpo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAEJmbOD3qI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8upjNATdmiI/s400/tumblr_l08gz5vFV91qbw4dpo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476669177605643938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smashed into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even hold myself together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I want to run away from this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1741009500835014984?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1741009500835014984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1741009500835014984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1741009500835014984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1741009500835014984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/smashed-into-million-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/TAEJmbOD3qI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8upjNATdmiI/s72-c/tumblr_l08gz5vFV91qbw4dpo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-9128921661841679203</id><published>2010-05-28T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:14:29.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S__OysNEYqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dEICoZtRAoA/s1600/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S__OysNEYqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dEICoZtRAoA/s400/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476323042160566946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so crushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-9128921661841679203?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/9128921661841679203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=9128921661841679203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/9128921661841679203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/9128921661841679203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-really-dont-know-what-to-do-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S__OysNEYqI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dEICoZtRAoA/s72-c/tumblr_kwfnm72S4x1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8035205708264732508</id><published>2010-05-27T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:07:47.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got nothing left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8035205708264732508?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8035205708264732508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8035205708264732508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8035205708264732508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8035205708264732508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-got-nothing-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-957612502071853456</id><published>2010-05-23T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:42:31.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_gAIoBtzUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/mLXuFHL75Hs/s1600/tumblr_kz3hqgJ3pD1qaeb2eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_gAIoBtzUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/mLXuFHL75Hs/s400/tumblr_kz3hqgJ3pD1qaeb2eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474125495252405570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, I wanna post about yesterday and today before i forget what happened.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna make this quick because I am going to fall asleep anytime. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall start with yesterday. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school as usual, had some speech about our finance minister?&lt;br /&gt;Then had healthy lifestyle, dance.&lt;br /&gt;Went to PE, played captain's ball and monkey, 5 vs 5. Boy vs Girl.&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason in the end it became 5 Girls vs 7 Boys. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Overall PE was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Had maths, got over maths.&lt;br /&gt;Had recess, Yijun's birthday, bought photos.&lt;br /&gt;And i forgot what happened in POA.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch, then went for CIP giving out flyers.&lt;br /&gt;127, 128 with Weiheng and Jason.&lt;br /&gt;All the way to Marsling. Was half dead by the time we just reached there.&lt;br /&gt;Finished up, stuffed the extras into letterboxes, lifts, dustbin, rocks, notice boards.&lt;br /&gt;Charged back to school, earlier then i expected.&lt;br /&gt;Modern dance.&lt;br /&gt;Normal as usual, I skipped ballet. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Then left early, shall skip the unhappy part, reached Studio Wu late.&lt;br /&gt;There goes my popping class.&lt;br /&gt;So waited for hip hop instead.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome, super tiring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this modern dance is nothing. :/&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, ate, slept I think.&lt;br /&gt;K I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Saturday, which is today.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking its a Friday today.&lt;br /&gt;Because i went to school in my class tee.&lt;br /&gt;Went usual time, was actually late.&lt;br /&gt;R3 day, was boring.&lt;br /&gt;121, had 4 levels, 2 doors on each level, finished in about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Did 125 for the other group, finished real fast too.&lt;br /&gt;This building is designed by someone who definitely not use his/her brain.&lt;br /&gt;The structure is seriously stupid and inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;Finished, kept going into 7/11 because i didn't know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;The truck took so freaking long to come.&lt;br /&gt;After that, ran to cwp, because boyfriend was waiting for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Waited there for Kimberly and Anna, but in the end ate first.&lt;br /&gt;LONG JOHN SILVERR. :D&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome lunch. Not that the chicken is nice.&lt;br /&gt;But because I ate it with Andrei. :D&lt;br /&gt;So that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Then after he left went to find Anna and Kimberly at Yoshinoya.&lt;br /&gt;Watched them eat, talked about what to do.&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 hours, and it really was a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Movies were out, because we had no money and the timings were all wrong anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Anna wanted to play basketball, and none of us had balls. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Literally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I suggested going to Tampanies, but then no one agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take a random bus number, but no money for a cab back.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanted to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;And causeway was seriously boring.&lt;br /&gt;Anna went to cut her hair, Kim looked at her bangles.&lt;br /&gt;In the end went to starbucks at civic.&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly bought her mocha, went to sit on level four.&lt;br /&gt;We looked like we were loitering, and apparently we were.&lt;br /&gt;But there was really nothing for us to do.&lt;br /&gt;Took some funny pictures there, shall upload another time on fb.&lt;br /&gt;Anna has many faces.&lt;br /&gt;We were all so tired and unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason thing changed.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to school for Modern dance, gate was closed.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jiaqi, Kelicia, Bharat and JiaHong outside.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of those people, but i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I started shouting and screaming rubbish, until tears came out of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened and I can't even remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;I scared Jeslyn I think. :/&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one ever sees me like that again.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently Anna and Kimberly weren't any better.&lt;br /&gt;But it's my first time, and it really wasn't normal.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm glad I'm back to normal now.&lt;br /&gt;Walked into school after Miss Soo came, went to Mr Raja's office.&lt;br /&gt;Did make up and changed, practiced once.&lt;br /&gt;Set off in a mini bus at 6, reach chinatown there at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously scary place. Full of perverts.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so uncomfortable. D:&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing was the way everything was arranged,&lt;br /&gt;it looked like someone was gonna perform a traditional Chinese opera.&lt;br /&gt;Concert started at 8, we were third in line.&lt;br /&gt;Performance wasn't that good, was too far back.&lt;br /&gt;My mother ans sister came just when our performance ended.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;Was told the car broke down. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;School fetched us back, changed, washed face, went home.&lt;br /&gt;Eat, now posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;No one has to tell me, I already know.&lt;br /&gt;I need people to tell me things straight in the face.&lt;br /&gt;And the only people who are doing that are my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do it right, and I want to do more.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't even know who should I go to, to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give so much more. :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing it, and I want to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;I keep doing the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the world. For not letting things turn out the way I want to.&lt;br /&gt;It never does.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes me my life to do this right, then so be it. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT for some reason deep down inside I know it won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;I can wish, but wishes don't come true.&lt;br /&gt;I will still try all the way till it ends.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make this the best part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many problems and crisis to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;If you were in heaven, the situations going on in Earth looks like a board game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-957612502071853456?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/957612502071853456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=957612502071853456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/957612502071853456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/957612502071853456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/alright-i-wanna-post-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_gAIoBtzUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/mLXuFHL75Hs/s72-c/tumblr_kz3hqgJ3pD1qaeb2eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7364376123953320582</id><published>2010-05-18T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:12:38.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_KLguP5FiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Sbh8smEAqpM/s1600/tumblr_l1zm0qccX01qztxpko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_KLguP5FiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Sbh8smEAqpM/s400/tumblr_l1zm0qccX01qztxpko1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472589891495335458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally Mindfucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing like hell, and my fingers are all ice.&lt;br /&gt;But i figured if i post, i will get warmer. :D&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so messed up now. ):&lt;br /&gt;All i did was ask one question, and i realised i have to start planning out my june holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over,&lt;br /&gt;time for me to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;But if my plan really works out,&lt;br /&gt;then i guess its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew you actually had to earn your freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i have no rights.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't log in to e-learning, so i guess I'm not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I am going to get a lot of shoutings on Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;But who cares, I'm not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many freaking things to plan out,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like hiring people to help me do it.&lt;br /&gt;But it involves saving money,&lt;br /&gt;which means i have no money to hire people. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things I need to finish..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to some monster in my house who destroyed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling being bored on the computer reminds me of primary school.&lt;br /&gt;But then i used to play maple,&lt;br /&gt;which was what Anna suggested me to do just now.&lt;br /&gt;except i cant be bothered to re-download it.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I should start.&lt;br /&gt;I rather go Studio Wu.&lt;br /&gt;Which I would, starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would finally be occupied.&lt;br /&gt;Very occupied! :D&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy my sneakers. ):&lt;br /&gt;Two types too.&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna cost me a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;I got so many things to save for. D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i shall rank according to importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Shrek 3D with Kimberly and Anna. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is not helping my coldness. :/&lt;br /&gt;I shall go back under the blanket now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bowling for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;E-learning part two.&lt;br /&gt;The chemistry video was seriously retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7364376123953320582?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7364376123953320582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7364376123953320582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7364376123953320582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7364376123953320582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/emotionally-mindfucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S_KLguP5FiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Sbh8smEAqpM/s72-c/tumblr_l1zm0qccX01qztxpko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6471146923430061177</id><published>2010-05-16T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:47:56.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-_jgCHekFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EQPE5_IdVgc/s1600/tumblr_kvnksbHUPu1qa9u6ko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-_jgCHekFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EQPE5_IdVgc/s400/tumblr_kvnksbHUPu1qa9u6ko1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471842211741995090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week since i posted.&lt;br /&gt;Last paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i do okay.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i can't wait to get my results back.&lt;br /&gt;It's like waiting for the floor open for me to drop to hell.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't have the mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;Because its the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm officially broke. For now.&lt;br /&gt;Until my money comes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not use it at all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA Equation -&gt; Y = MX + C&lt;br /&gt;wah i laugh man.&lt;br /&gt;everybody still stuck at maths.&lt;br /&gt;If i pass poa... i shall buy peiyi a whole bunch of chocolates or something. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fail a-maths so bad.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not surprised if its a one digit number.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me now that exam is over im gonna chiong in to studiowu.&lt;br /&gt;im not even taking poa seriously since its the last paper. :/&lt;br /&gt;im already in the exam over mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song is nice.&lt;br /&gt;and sad.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wish i have that.. position. *In the air*&lt;br /&gt;I shall see boyfriend tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;Finally~&lt;br /&gt;I want to do so many things during the June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like writing them all down&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me i have piano tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;my god,&lt;br /&gt;why time fly so fast one. ):&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even practice once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the world great. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I got this from yanxuan's blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Im suuuper bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC About you questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Available : Uh no.&lt;br /&gt;B - Birthday : 5th April.&lt;br /&gt;C - Crushing On :  Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink You Last Had : Water.&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest Person To Talk To : My Boyfriend. (:&lt;br /&gt;F - Favourite Song : Eenie Meenie , When I Look At You.&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms : Gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;H - Hometown : ._.&lt;br /&gt;I - In Love With : AndreiSiew. :D&lt;br /&gt;J - Juggle : Fail.&lt;br /&gt;K - Killed Someone : Something.&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Car Ride : 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;M - Milkshake Flavour : Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;N - Number Of Siblings : 1.&lt;br /&gt;O - One Wish : Forever.&lt;br /&gt;P - Person You Called Last : My dad.&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason To Smile : Last paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;S - Song You Last Heard : If I Had You - Adam Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;T - Time You Woke Up : 7am.&lt;br /&gt;U - Underwear Colour / Pattern : Red.&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable(s): Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit : :/&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays You've Had : 1.&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yoyos Are : Fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign : Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM QUESTIONS ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels : clrss&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most ? : white.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to ? : the fan sound.&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now ? : Satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school ? : English! my free period. :D&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college ? : tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes ? : ahhh converse. :D&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now ? : LOL. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S :&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets ? : idk .&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles ? : yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic ? : magic tricks are AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight ? : dont know&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Satan ? : ya&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa ? : LOL YES.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim ? : yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters ? : hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows ? : nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES :&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane ? : yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out ? : yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone ? : yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean ? : not yet&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails ? : yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS :&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside ? : 28 ?&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to ? : 987fm and 913fm.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at ? : some jap restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought ? : water.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched ? : drake and josh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOS :&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM'd ? : ._.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of ? um a person&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to ? Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you feel like seeing now ? : hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION .&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person ? : normal i guess&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy ? : my friends and my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier ? : yes&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy ? No.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken ? thousands.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them ? yup&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color ? black .&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings ? 2.&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos ? Never.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color ? black.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color : greyy&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair : long&lt;br /&gt;Height : 155 D:&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing : tanks.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to jail : nope.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone : what. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store : I dont think so&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried : Haha yeah .&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school : yes&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today : Nope&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping : not yet ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Coke.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : Long John Silver! :D&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Single dates.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries : blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies : uh meat. :D&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie : movie&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums : guitar&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Nike&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican : chinese&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes : corn flakes&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie : cookies&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1 : mtv :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 . Are you a chinese or english freako ?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. If time is going to stop ; what will do for dhat time ?&lt;br /&gt;- uh, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Prefer a playpool or playground ?&lt;br /&gt;- pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Do you usually gossiped others ; or being gossip ?&lt;br /&gt;- hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. Do you like simple or complicated stuffs ?&lt;br /&gt;- simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Do you tackle numbers or alphabets better ?&lt;br /&gt;- im bad at both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. What makes you pissed off ?&lt;br /&gt;- this house of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. How's your childhood ?&lt;br /&gt;- um, awesome ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Do you have inspiration w/o perspiration ?&lt;br /&gt;- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Do you think 24hrs it too long , short or just okayy ?&lt;br /&gt;- too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Would you judge people by their appearance ?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. What is attractive in your eyes ?&lt;br /&gt;- colourful stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. Do you like the day or night ? Explain .&lt;br /&gt;- day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Do you treasure stuffs that you own , or you have insatiable desire ?&lt;br /&gt;- both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. If your computer just hangup , with a long doc not being saved , how would you react ?&lt;br /&gt;- scream ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Do you believe in miracles ?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17. Do you often tend to forget the past , or trying hard to do so ?&lt;br /&gt;- trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. In your life , why colours are out here ?&lt;br /&gt;- BECAUSE THEY ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. Have you ever pity those who are really pitiful , and shed tears for them ; etc ?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20. Describe yourself as in attitude ?&lt;br /&gt;- attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21. Do you suddenly lose the grasp of hope to survive as yet ?&lt;br /&gt;- yesyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22. Givw 3 advantages where you get to live ?&lt;br /&gt;- what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23. What is your ambition in life ?&lt;br /&gt;- survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24. Do you believe in horoscope ?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25 . Describe music in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;- entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26. Which country wld you like to go ?&lt;br /&gt;- New york.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27. What do you think blogging is about ?&lt;br /&gt;- blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#28. What kind of style are trying to get hold of ?&lt;br /&gt;- my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#29. When you fail a test ?&lt;br /&gt;- move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#30. Pass this to 8 of your friends ?&lt;br /&gt;- dont want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6471146923430061177?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6471146923430061177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6471146923430061177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6471146923430061177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6471146923430061177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/y-mx-c-wah-i-laugh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-_jgCHekFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EQPE5_IdVgc/s72-c/tumblr_kvnksbHUPu1qa9u6ko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8048508536925447072</id><published>2010-05-08T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:12:12.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-VtHGYdY1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/iz0fSiT-Cn4/s1600/tumblr_l14higeUoL1qzceu4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-VtHGYdY1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/iz0fSiT-Cn4/s400/tumblr_l14higeUoL1qzceu4o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468897291251049298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRI-SWIM lifeguard job tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;waking up at 5am for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish life was simpler.&lt;br /&gt;But then what fun would that be. :D&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how some girls stand changing boyfriend like changing underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Its really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they get tired of it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;And some are even stupid to think the guy really loves them.&lt;br /&gt;It never occurs to them that the guy only wants their body.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hopefully those people will grow up one day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i have Andrei. :D&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who helped me get out of the blackhole i was in for 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is moving so slow and yet so fast. :/&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just feel like fast forwarding and rewinding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was observing my family,&lt;br /&gt;and i realised the  games we all play in our iPhones were so different. :/&lt;br /&gt;Father: Physics balancing, Caculus. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Sudoku, Crossword Puzzle. (-.-")&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Escaper, Red brick.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Amateur Surgeon, Traffic rush.&lt;br /&gt;why they must play all the games that need to use brain one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;There so many things i want to do and yet have not done.&lt;br /&gt;The best parts of my life are the times i go through with my friends and Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;Im missing the 9 may thing in indoor stadium tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! im paid 40 bucks for this. :D&lt;br /&gt;I shall go bathe now&lt;br /&gt;byebye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8048508536925447072?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8048508536925447072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8048508536925447072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8048508536925447072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8048508536925447072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/tri-swim-lifeguard-job-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-VtHGYdY1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/iz0fSiT-Cn4/s72-c/tumblr_l14higeUoL1qzceu4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5437052835635756399</id><published>2010-05-07T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:42:40.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-RCegSxOfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IM-MlzcnMUk/s1600/tumblr_kztj34Ls9b1qanx10o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-RCegSxOfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IM-MlzcnMUk/s400/tumblr_kztj34Ls9b1qanx10o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468568939366791666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things has been happening this few days, sad and happy.&lt;br /&gt;i think i probably flunked my chinese paper.&lt;br /&gt;honestly i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt so many things from the past which i had suffered,&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason its not helping me much at all.&lt;br /&gt;im making different mistakes now.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i should just learn to keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;But im glad things are okay now.&lt;br /&gt;I just want Andrei to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then nothing else matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO UNIVERSAL STUDIOS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so many people are asking me to go to the library tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;im wondering if i should go or not. ._.&lt;br /&gt;gymnastics is wearing me out.&lt;br /&gt;i got so dizzy yesterday after jumping and flipping in the air more then ten times.&lt;br /&gt;and my wrists are.. getting damaged.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. its actually kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;although seriously tiring and scary.&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell on my face. -.-&lt;br /&gt;thank god its on the mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like grabbing a whole bunch of socks and then throw them into the air.&lt;br /&gt;COLOURED SOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;white ones would be no fun.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;if i should sleep at least 7 hours a day,&lt;br /&gt;i owe myself more then sixteen hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering if i should go church tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will just go library to study or something.&lt;br /&gt;see first lah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12.20am and im blasting fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;thank god there's no school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i handed in the wrong ss homework.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKFUCKFUCK.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die on monday. Mrs lee will scream the hell out of me. ):&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah i now then check.&lt;br /&gt;or else i could have rushed to school to give or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Q_63G8ZLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/D1TnYAGy3UY/s1600/tumblr_l0rkm6g9Ey1qa1saxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Q_63G8ZLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/D1TnYAGy3UY/s400/tumblr_l0rkm6g9Ey1qa1saxo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468566127992661170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M&amp;amp;M WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO DIE BEFORE I DIE.&lt;br /&gt;confirm will go. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD REALLY SLEEP NOW. 12.30am.&lt;br /&gt;im still staring at the picture of the hot pink lamborghini.&lt;br /&gt;nice man.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are closing,&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow i feel very unable to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating ice.&lt;br /&gt;what wrong with me. D:&lt;br /&gt;i shall go eat my ice now then go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5437052835635756399?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5437052835635756399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5437052835635756399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5437052835635756399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5437052835635756399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/lots-of-things-has-been-happening-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-RCegSxOfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IM-MlzcnMUk/s72-c/tumblr_kztj34Ls9b1qanx10o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6929997250237337184</id><published>2010-05-04T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:40:09.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Av-1sE8OI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aIghVQ7rMrs/s1600/tumblr_l1u3vcs0ag1qaa78oo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Av-1sE8OI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aIghVQ7rMrs/s400/tumblr_l1u3vcs0ag1qaa78oo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467422704238129378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Av-T2NIQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/2yAWaNXhe_Y/s1600/21294_540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Av-T2NIQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/2yAWaNXhe_Y/s400/21294_540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467422695153803522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO PENGUIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;Its 5th May tomorrow~ woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I did file check until so late today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;IM STILL NOT DONE.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is chemistry and chinese file check.&lt;br /&gt;plus maths. since im still not done.&lt;br /&gt;darn it. ):&lt;br /&gt;i hope i finish fast.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go watch ip man 2 with boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try and finish up all my files now. ):&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay back maximum ten minutes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to get my chem file marked during recess.&lt;br /&gt;die lahhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastric flu.&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you try and survive on 1 cup of milk for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it. ):&lt;br /&gt;Its nearly unbearable when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;shall work on my files now.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6929997250237337184?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6929997250237337184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6929997250237337184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6929997250237337184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6929997250237337184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/go-penguin-d-its-5th-may-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S-Av-1sE8OI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aIghVQ7rMrs/s72-c/tumblr_l1u3vcs0ag1qaa78oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7622932049294062562</id><published>2010-05-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:24:56.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S92LF0W_VEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7L9FKPtG8qY/s1600/tumblr_l0o6paApLH1qa4xrfo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S92LF0W_VEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7L9FKPtG8qY/s400/tumblr_l0o6paApLH1qa4xrfo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466678454768325698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life sucks, then you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7622932049294062562?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7622932049294062562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7622932049294062562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7622932049294062562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7622932049294062562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-sucks-then-you-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S92LF0W_VEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7L9FKPtG8qY/s72-c/tumblr_l0o6paApLH1qa4xrfo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5036785402160602874</id><published>2010-05-01T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:44:04.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S9wFWmRLHFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_DB-5xm8lC4/s1600/tumblr_l1kzc0Uwlf1qa1saxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S9wFWmRLHFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_DB-5xm8lC4/s400/tumblr_l1kzc0Uwlf1qa1saxo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466249933508779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost one week since i posted.&lt;br /&gt;And this week was.. different.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exciting but the usual stuff didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Got two file checks next week,&lt;br /&gt;and exams are officially starting.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate maths file check.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Zul, 3/9 has officially gotten our first yellow forms of the year as a class.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Went for Laselle dance concert yesterday, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I loveee Hip Hop. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Its not even June holidays and there are so many classes shooting at me already. D:&lt;br /&gt;My piano is back, i have swimming, i have gymnastics, and the running.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. D:&lt;br /&gt;I SAID JUNE HOLIDAYS. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall go back to studiowu in June.&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then, i shall be super busy,&lt;br /&gt;then i wont feel so bored.&lt;br /&gt;5th May is coming!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Going to the library with boyfriend and Peiyi on Monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;Finally someone is gonna let POA make sense to me. :/&lt;br /&gt;I finally ran 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;Because it wasn't so muddy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I cheated the Friday before, walked the Friday before that,&lt;br /&gt;and didn't run the Friday before before that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy with my timing.&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND. I PASSED. I DONT HAVE TO FREAKING RUN ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel so stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing i do works anymore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;its currently 6.43,&lt;br /&gt;i took so long to post this.&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5036785402160602874?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5036785402160602874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5036785402160602874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5036785402160602874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5036785402160602874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/05/anyway-i-shall-go-back-to-studiowu-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S9wFWmRLHFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_DB-5xm8lC4/s72-c/tumblr_l1kzc0Uwlf1qa1saxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-543783295022663560</id><published>2010-04-25T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:29:33.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEBODY CALL 911! SHAWTY FIRE BURNING ON THE DANCE FLOOR WHOA-OH!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG TIME SINCE I POSTED YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;national triathlon on the 9th of may. whooo~&lt;br /&gt;free shirt again.&lt;br /&gt;i love free shirts.&lt;br /&gt;my life is going on fine now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;super busy though.&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of homework and modern dance.&lt;br /&gt;but now no more modern dance thanks to mye.&lt;br /&gt;so study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;i always say but never do.&lt;br /&gt;BUT this time,&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna study again. :D&lt;br /&gt;and then mr chen is gonna come after me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway mrs sng is gonna come after me tomorrow, i am so so dead.&lt;br /&gt;stupid podcast. :(&lt;br /&gt;why did mrs ang have to resign tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;this year is really flying very fast.&lt;br /&gt;and im really lacking sleep.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the amount of homework i have just makes me want to sleep all the more.&lt;br /&gt;i owe maths so much homework.&lt;br /&gt;its like flying at me more and more before i can even finish the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;and now its stacking up.&lt;br /&gt;miss lim is gonna come after me too.&lt;br /&gt;alot of teachers are gonna come after me soon.&lt;br /&gt;mr tsung is gonna start coming after me for the email which i still up till now have not done.&lt;br /&gt;stupid maths graph.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do it now and i just realised i forgot to buy graph paper. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there something wrong with my left foot.&lt;br /&gt;my god.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i point it, it cramps up, and i just fall right down like i fainted.&lt;br /&gt;one day im gonna get a concussion.&lt;br /&gt;and i really really cannot handle this amount of homework.&lt;br /&gt;its mostly maths.&lt;br /&gt;i really really hate maths.&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt miss lim maybe i wouldnt have bothered.&lt;br /&gt;but it is. so...&lt;br /&gt;im gonna burst into tears sooner or later then.&lt;br /&gt;i need to slap myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;once june holidays start.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna enrol myself into a whole lot of junk classes.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont care.&lt;br /&gt;im definitely not gonna stay at home and rot in front of the comp.&lt;br /&gt;and theres no way im gonna study either.&lt;br /&gt;so junk classes here i come. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend is so busy too. :(&lt;br /&gt;oh well, all the more i should keep myself busy as well.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im pulling my boyfriend down from all his tchoukball stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so angry and sad an stressed for i dont know what reason.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like pulling my hair out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better start on my homework again,&lt;br /&gt;or i would never start.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could just sit in one corner of the earth and stay there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6290188836802469436</id><published>2010-04-18T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:47:30.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go back to studiowu.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop crying every night.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;I want to smile like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have fun like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to score well like i used to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be hardworking like i used to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to come home from dance classes and have no time to use computer like i used to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;I want to wake up from this nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6290188836802469436?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6290188836802469436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6290188836802469436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6290188836802469436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6290188836802469436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-go-back-to-studiowu.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1326064037177654891</id><published>2010-04-16T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:57:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S8heCWKgSdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/T_ynT8Sa1mo/s1600/25544_1438685288346_1269424809_1892742_3667349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S8heCWKgSdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/T_ynT8Sa1mo/s400/25544_1438685288346_1269424809_1892742_3667349_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460717942589114834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Miss Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;Modern dance was surprisingly awesome today.&lt;br /&gt;except the fact that i didnt bring my jazz pants.&lt;br /&gt;okay other then that, today was so fantastically horrible.&lt;br /&gt;the whole week was.&lt;br /&gt;no such thing as happy endings and wonderful life.&lt;br /&gt;all bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope 2012 happens.&lt;br /&gt;it would be the best day of my life when the world ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have any reason to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;i never did.&lt;br /&gt;except now i have Andrei, i have my friends.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;talk about friends,&lt;br /&gt;who was the one saying we should stick together forever.&lt;br /&gt;nobody means what they say nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rain,&lt;br /&gt;it matches my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to turn back to my February self,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;the earlier i die the better.&lt;br /&gt;its actually a good thing to die.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a christian,&lt;br /&gt;i know I'll go heaven and meet God.&lt;br /&gt;its actually something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid poa class tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;at least i won't be stuck in this house of horror.&lt;br /&gt;i rather go to some haunted house and live that.&lt;br /&gt;that would have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would name out all the bad stuff that happened,&lt;br /&gt;but it would probably be a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i love being in a dont care mood.&lt;br /&gt;im going to school to daydream for the seven hours.&lt;br /&gt;my brain cells only lasts till recess.&lt;br /&gt;they disintegrate after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one bad thing is coming after one another.&lt;br /&gt;i settle one,&lt;br /&gt;another one comes.&lt;br /&gt;some can't be settled,&lt;br /&gt;you just gotta be patient.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;my mother wants me to be a surgeon because i can take gore scenes.&lt;br /&gt;number one,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in triple science.&lt;br /&gt;number two, i don't take biology.&lt;br /&gt;number three,&lt;br /&gt;it would be stupid and boring,&lt;br /&gt;to dig into peoples organs for hours.&lt;br /&gt;and if you fail and they die,&lt;br /&gt;its your fault.&lt;br /&gt;then probably half of the surgeons on earth are murderers.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't wanna be a surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;not smart enough,&lt;br /&gt;and definitely not patient enough.&lt;br /&gt;and if im angry,&lt;br /&gt;i would end up making alot of people have internal bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why they even got married in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;both of them must have been seriously blind.&lt;br /&gt;i know the male is.&lt;br /&gt;the female must have been deaf.&lt;br /&gt;and yes she is now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;partly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching this morning's assembly just made me feel worse all the more.&lt;br /&gt;yog...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i got all the suffering instead,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i got all the sadness instead,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i got all the problems instead,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i got all the sickness and injuries instead.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't deserve all this.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its the fourth time my boyfriend fell asleep talking to me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna keep counting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concentrate on the present, and not the past or future.&lt;br /&gt;i shall concentrate on me funeral.&lt;br /&gt;i told anna the details already.&lt;br /&gt;its actually gonna be quite exciting.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;okay i better go do my other stuffs now.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye blogger. i really really hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1326064037177654891?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1326064037177654891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1326064037177654891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1326064037177654891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1326064037177654891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-miss-jenny.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S8heCWKgSdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/T_ynT8Sa1mo/s72-c/25544_1438685288346_1269424809_1892742_3667349_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5357466639835253935</id><published>2010-04-09T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:56:46.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER STUPID DAY. -.-!</title><content type='html'>Music: Whataya Want From Me - Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this can't get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;I just laid out my weekend homework.&lt;br /&gt;By the looks of it,&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like starting.&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired, so angry,&lt;br /&gt;and my flu and cough is getting worse. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise im a really boring person.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend already fell asleep while talking to me 3 times. -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nevermind. :/&lt;br /&gt;Modern dance was...&lt;br /&gt;I dont even want to get started.&lt;br /&gt;Im so LOST today.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even remember the steps.&lt;br /&gt;And miss jenny and debbie got irritated with me.&lt;br /&gt;I better start practising at home.&lt;br /&gt;And do my homework...&lt;br /&gt;Dare level group tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat is cancelled. D:&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, couldnt get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend has tournament tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I shall pray that he will not get injured and WINNN. (:&lt;br /&gt;Horrible, terrible, vegetable day.&lt;br /&gt;Monday confirm worse.&lt;br /&gt;okay i should start on my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;BUT FIRST,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S78xH7TFmhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/PmOlOmBjWss/s1600/tumblr_kze71kWGvF1qa56njo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S78xH7TFmhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/PmOlOmBjWss/s400/tumblr_kze71kWGvF1qa56njo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458135285642926610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im the copying machine I think.&lt;br /&gt;Self- declaration.&lt;br /&gt;and the vegetable and the Out of earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays when people insult me, i dont get affected.&lt;br /&gt;which is not right.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5357466639835253935?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5357466639835253935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5357466639835253935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5357466639835253935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5357466639835253935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-stupid-day.html' title='ANOTHER STUPID DAY. -.-!'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S78xH7TFmhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/PmOlOmBjWss/s72-c/tumblr_kze71kWGvF1qa56njo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-313401060849317897</id><published>2010-04-08T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:05:41.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a STUPID day. -.-</title><content type='html'>Music: Never Let Go - Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was of course, seriously stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I keep digging under the table and... okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I lost 4.3 and my chemistry textbook.&lt;br /&gt;what the fish man. ):&lt;br /&gt;miss lim is gonna whack me upside down.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me up till now i still haven't given out chemistry files.&lt;br /&gt;walao. ):&lt;br /&gt;and then i did so many stupid things today.&lt;br /&gt;then chemistry test,&lt;br /&gt;haiqal started reading the spanish verbs aloud,&lt;br /&gt;and got the book confiscated. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still sick.&lt;br /&gt;nose blocked, ears blocked.&lt;br /&gt;my throat is starting to get blocked to.&lt;br /&gt;at least i can still breathe through my mouth occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;or i just choke. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran today,&lt;br /&gt;serene george and hong ze didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;ayuni and ashlie are joining us next week.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not going starhub urban freestyle anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered to go beg some person.&lt;br /&gt;steamboat more important. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even get to talk to my boyfriend for like six hours.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. ):&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;byebye people. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-313401060849317897?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/313401060849317897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=313401060849317897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/313401060849317897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/313401060849317897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-stupid-day.html' title='What a STUPID day. -.-'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7696594794992316708</id><published>2010-04-05T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:11:49.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7nvH_nFbjI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zRZzUfY3lXM/s1600/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7nvH_nFbjI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zRZzUfY3lXM/s400/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655344149556786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best birthday i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU to:&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly, Anna, Zhihui, Vivian, Jiayi, Andrei, Kingston, Affendy, Fenghao, Justin. :D&lt;br /&gt;Awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys man. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for recess and after school,&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for the presents.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou everybody who wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7nvHicDIVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Mjr_29qHrMA/s1600/Photo540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7nvHicDIVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Mjr_29qHrMA/s400/Photo540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655336318640466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU FOR ALL THE PRESENTS. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend gave me four. :D&lt;br /&gt;anna and kimberly, gave me the headphones i always wanted. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;im so happy~&lt;br /&gt;best birthday ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7696594794992316708?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7696594794992316708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7696594794992316708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7696594794992316708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7696594794992316708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-best-birthday-i-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7nvH_nFbjI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zRZzUfY3lXM/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-972143109826641599</id><published>2010-04-04T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:57:38.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from kim's blog.&lt;br /&gt;She has no life man. Post four times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are your initials?&lt;br /&gt;cchs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite thing to wear?&lt;br /&gt;Um, those shirts from newlook. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Famous Amos cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One place you will NEVER eat at?&lt;br /&gt;That Japanese restaurant at Kallang leisure park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I say Shotgun, you say:&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you ever skydive?&lt;br /&gt;WITH KIM. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you date anyone you met online?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name something you like physically about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last place you went out to dinner to?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Many best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What time of the day is it?&lt;br /&gt;8.34pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who/What made you angry today?&lt;br /&gt;Deciding where to eat for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Baseball or Football?&lt;br /&gt;Baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Ever gone skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite type of Food?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate stuffs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite holiday:&lt;br /&gt;December holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you download music:&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you care if your socks are dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Opinion of Chinese symbol tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you date the person who posted this?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you love anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are colored contact lenses sexy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;No. But i will one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever gone white-water rafting?&lt;br /&gt;No. I will do this one day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How many pets do you have?&lt;br /&gt;All died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you met a real redneck?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Baby - Justin Bieber ft. Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is your current favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;In Your Head - Jason Derulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Kungfu panda. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where was the last place you went besides your house?&lt;br /&gt;ION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;Uh any kind of bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How many piercings have you had?&lt;br /&gt;5. But one closed. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What piercings do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Naval. And my helix one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What’s one thing you’ve learned this year?&lt;br /&gt;A-MATHS KILLS MY BRAIN CELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you usually order from Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Some chocolate drink correct already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What Magazines are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;Teenage or Teens or Seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever fired a gun:&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Ben 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you have an obession with WoW?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celeb?&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi said i looked some some model from paris. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What celeb do you look like?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who would you like to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Favorite movie of all time?&lt;br /&gt;Percy Jackson and the Lightning Theif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you find yourself loved?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren’t suppose to?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;Butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Ever put a friend in a cop car on JukePix.com?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Ever been in a cop car in real life?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Has anyone you were really close to passed away recently?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Our Lady Peace or Nickelback?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What’s something that really bugs you?&lt;br /&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you like Michael Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;I like his dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Taco Bell or Burger King?&lt;br /&gt;Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. What’s your favorite perfume?&lt;br /&gt;Dior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Favorite baseball team?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Ever call a 1-900 phone number?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Nipple or Nose rings?&lt;br /&gt;Nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What’s the longest time you’ve gone without sleep?&lt;br /&gt;48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Last time you went bowling?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Where is the weirdest place you have slept?&lt;br /&gt;Swimming pool grandstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Who was your last phone call?&lt;br /&gt;Jasper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Last time you were at work?&lt;br /&gt;Don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What’s the closest orange object to you?&lt;br /&gt;My swimming bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped swimming today,&lt;br /&gt;due to some lung infection.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, went to ion instead.&lt;br /&gt;so crowded. ):&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And im so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;But im not gonna sleep till maybe 12.30&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff i need to do and havent started on.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't touch my bag this whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So no homework has been done.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i care. Never did.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is bringing me to fly kite tomorrow. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan A was canceled,&lt;br /&gt;Plan B was a total failure,&lt;br /&gt;Plan C in progress.&lt;br /&gt;I actually need plans. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this would be a success.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed so hard from yesterday till now.&lt;br /&gt;LOL I think only Kimberly would know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod there's a physics test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;dynamics somemore. confirm fail.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what has been going on in physics,&lt;br /&gt;for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;and A-maths also.&lt;br /&gt;total crap to me.&lt;br /&gt;and if miss lim happens to read my blog one day,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get whacked upside down.&lt;br /&gt;please don't sleep don't sleep don't sleep... ):&lt;br /&gt;I think i should go finish up my stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;keep myself occupied. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me out here dancing alone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-972143109826641599?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/972143109826641599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=972143109826641599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/972143109826641599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/972143109826641599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/got-this-from-kims-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5062654170649835103</id><published>2010-04-03T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:48:47.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: That Should Be Me - Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was normal.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so expensive. ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT, its okay.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend is so awesome. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KEEP thinking today is Sunday. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was yelling before the exam just now,&lt;br /&gt;because i got so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;And i was stuck at page 10 for at least 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared can.&lt;br /&gt;Started with practical,&lt;br /&gt;Emily's boyfriend came to support her. (:&lt;br /&gt;first item, I chiong until 3:41. wth.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i could go that fast.&lt;br /&gt;and he let us switch over. :D nice man.&lt;br /&gt;he was kinda lenient. :/&lt;br /&gt;oh well second item was fine,&lt;br /&gt;i heard asthma as 'extra'&lt;br /&gt;and i knocked into emily and betrick.&lt;br /&gt;third item was okay too.&lt;br /&gt;then initiative. OHMYGOD FUNNY. :D&lt;br /&gt;Round 1,&lt;br /&gt;me emily jasper and eugene were casulty,&lt;br /&gt;emily was bystander.&lt;br /&gt;then jasper and eugene were supposed to be hugging each other in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;my job was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I stood there,&lt;br /&gt;shouted that jasper and eugene was drowning,&lt;br /&gt;jumps in and tries to save them,&lt;br /&gt;ends up struggling myself,&lt;br /&gt;yuting throw board,&lt;br /&gt;i take and throw somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;zheng jie come help,&lt;br /&gt;i push his head into the water.&lt;br /&gt;throw board again,&lt;br /&gt;i think i accidentally threw it back at yuting's head. :X&lt;br /&gt;both of them were having a hard time controlling me.&lt;br /&gt;until i saw my examiner's signal from behind,&lt;br /&gt;that i was told to suddenly become unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;yuting and zheng jie must have been so relieved. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then second round,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;zheng jie was lying flat on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;so i just dragged him up,&lt;br /&gt;emily did the CPR,&lt;br /&gt;and then i watched jasper trying to drag zhan peng out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;zhan peng pushed betrick in.&lt;br /&gt;and then they started drowning.&lt;br /&gt;funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;then theory, 4 parts, we must pick one.&lt;br /&gt;two by two.&lt;br /&gt;betrick picked principles of water rescue and said it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;so i picked it too.&lt;br /&gt;went there.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me which one.&lt;br /&gt;i said principles of water rescue.&lt;br /&gt;then he said okay,&lt;br /&gt;and then he stared at me. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;i stun there for 5 seconds,&lt;br /&gt;before realising i was supposed to name all 6 principles out.&lt;br /&gt;then i accidentally named the 2nd one first. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then the 12 laps part.&lt;br /&gt;I did about 10 or 8,&lt;br /&gt;since he wasnt counting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;passed, im glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;long day ahead. :/&lt;br /&gt;I miss Andrei!!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Monday faster come please.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Zhihui, Jason, Hasyim and Ellson.&lt;br /&gt;The 4th April gang. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5062654170649835103?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5062654170649835103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5062654170649835103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5062654170649835103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5062654170649835103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/music-that-should-be-me-justin-bieber.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7839229499710758349</id><published>2010-04-02T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:27:31.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: For Your Entertainment - Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Xenia's blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7XinbbRqII/AAAAAAAAAag/UzQa7UqsvzI/s1600/tumblr_kyrr09zVGx1qayc5yo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7XinbbRqII/AAAAAAAAAag/UzQa7UqsvzI/s400/tumblr_kyrr09zVGx1qayc5yo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455515690634160258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm posting.&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to, since nothing interesting happened today.&lt;br /&gt;I think my boyfriend's phone died, since he isn't replying.&lt;br /&gt;And Kingston just told me he went to I don't know where. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Okay never mind. ):&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.30am this morning,&lt;br /&gt;but then still left late.&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to bishan,&lt;br /&gt;too many people were using josticks.&lt;br /&gt;I ended coughing non-stop for half an hour. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then went on to yio chu kang or ang mo kio,&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember which one.&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we were done, headed to toa payoh to eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome breakfast. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to woodlands mart,&lt;br /&gt;to cut my hair, my sister's hair, and my mummy's hair.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought cutting hair could take so long.&lt;br /&gt;And then Manting was there too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, my hair is shorter now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it grows faster. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, on-ed MSN,&lt;br /&gt;decided to just check with Betrick what do i need to study roughly.&lt;br /&gt;And from what i see now,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna survive the exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Walao. Page 10-127. -.-&lt;br /&gt;That is practically the whole book can.&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;I should study some now,&lt;br /&gt;and then continue with the rest tomorrow morning...&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 3-4 hours just now I think.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Because now i can't even talk to Andrei. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, today passed quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow should be faster.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday would be slow I think.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad now...&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough posting.&lt;br /&gt;I should go get some exam stuff into my head before its too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7839229499710758349?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7839229499710758349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7839229499710758349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7839229499710758349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7839229499710758349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/music-for-your-entertainment-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S7XinbbRqII/AAAAAAAAAag/UzQa7UqsvzI/s72-c/tumblr_kyrr09zVGx1qayc5yo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8044255505959354845</id><published>2010-04-01T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:37:05.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JASON DERULO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn't go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i will feel so extra.&lt;br /&gt;everybody got partner except me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go qing ming tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, got school also no difference, still need wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;mass run was canceled, fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;idiot people who are cheering,&lt;br /&gt;you have to run sooner or later anyway,&lt;br /&gt;and you choose to run the confusing-five-round-field-route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang happy birthday song for miss lim today,&lt;br /&gt;although her birthday was yesterday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;mr lim actually came to find me to ask if i handed up history yet,&lt;br /&gt;and i said yes not knowing which homework he was referring to,&lt;br /&gt;as long as its not the five-headed dog one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning boyfriend called, i woke up, fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;then started rushing.&lt;br /&gt;then argued something before going out of the house, so my mood was spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;but then after seeing Andrei my mood change again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;BREAKFAST AT MACS! :D&lt;br /&gt;the stack of tissue papers. ._.&lt;br /&gt;super entertaining. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to school,&lt;br /&gt;kingston went to join the exercise/dancing with all the aunties.&lt;br /&gt;wah i laugh like siao.&lt;br /&gt;then in school, my classroom still locked,&lt;br /&gt;so boyfriend accompanied me sit under those umbrella tables.&lt;br /&gt;then his pen cap drop.&lt;br /&gt;affendy come, his pen drop.&lt;br /&gt;come again. bag drop. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to turn all the tables and face the back of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;apparently mrs lee was confused.&lt;br /&gt;ok funniest thing in 2010 yet:&lt;br /&gt;my report book comment.&lt;br /&gt;"Clarissa is a very quiet girl, and needs to interact more with her classmates."&lt;br /&gt;Haiqal started going pui continuously. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;my parents couldn't stop laughing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;shes either blind, or deaf.&lt;br /&gt;for first time in history,&lt;br /&gt;theres a teacher saying that i need to talk more.&lt;br /&gt;fine. i SHALL talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, today was.. not very exciting. ( school time)&lt;br /&gt;english, played with erasers.&lt;br /&gt;akib had the pony one,&lt;br /&gt;and kimberly refused to let go of it.&lt;br /&gt;hahhh boyfriend made ribena for me today. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;so nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;this weekend, confirm very boring.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go popular.&lt;br /&gt;I have no eraser,&lt;br /&gt;I have no correction tape,&lt;br /&gt;I owe haiqal a correction tape,&lt;br /&gt;I have no black pen,&lt;br /&gt;I have no scissors,&lt;br /&gt;I have no glue,&lt;br /&gt;I want liquid paper to play with,&lt;br /&gt;I want a new red pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clash of the titans.&lt;br /&gt;im so not going tomorrow. sorry zhihui! D:&lt;br /&gt;i shall feel so extra.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch so many movies,&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna go wild wild wet,&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna go universal studios.&lt;br /&gt;Am going there for my birthday plus my sister birthday combined.&lt;br /&gt;ask Mark to help me buy tickets. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking i forgot to do something,&lt;br /&gt;but I just dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;AM test this Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;apparently no one remembered to remind me to bring BM cert.&lt;br /&gt;i scared theoryyy. ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;cfm cannot answer.&lt;br /&gt;yck lifeguard as examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i shall stop typing. :/&lt;br /&gt;I sound so long winded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8044255505959354845?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8044255505959354845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8044255505959354845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8044255505959354845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8044255505959354845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/04/jason-derulo-d-i-probably-wouldnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-587916128223562577</id><published>2010-03-31T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:32:39.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: In My Head - Jason Derulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly told me to post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;How can someone be so stupid. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind... ):&lt;br /&gt;Mass run tomorrow, to me it doesn't matter if it rains i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind anything.&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED PHOTO JOURNALISM! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;thank you Anna for printing it for me.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with boyfriend tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;kim just reminded me that there's history homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. ):&lt;br /&gt;my mood has gone down again.&lt;br /&gt;I better go do it now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go listen to muttons to midnight too. :D&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things i wanted to post,&lt;br /&gt;but after i come here,&lt;br /&gt;my mind just goes blank.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should write the stuff down,&lt;br /&gt;but that would be just retarded.&lt;br /&gt;soooo, oh well. :D BYE DUDES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-587916128223562577?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/587916128223562577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=587916128223562577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/587916128223562577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/587916128223562577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-in-my-head-jason-derulo-kimberly.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1458417195899341635</id><published>2010-03-28T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:16:17.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S69ODQFl_YI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vO4MjpLMphc/s1600/Photo514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S69ODQFl_YI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vO4MjpLMphc/s400/Photo514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453663491533962626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S69IPcK9NSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZyE7NSQ56IQ/s1600/26647_1393914409102_1269424809_1790923_7080438_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S69IPcK9NSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZyE7NSQ56IQ/s400/26647_1393914409102_1269424809_1790923_7080438_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453657103866344738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday Nabil.&lt;br /&gt;In My Head by Jason Derulo is awesome man. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Zhihui has good song taste.&lt;br /&gt;alright shall talk about my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;woke up,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;i realised what damage a middle finger can actually do.&lt;br /&gt;and then went RELC in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;saw domonic, zandra, claire, daryl, crystal?&lt;br /&gt;alright had a long day.&lt;br /&gt;east coast for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up late,&lt;br /&gt;went to church later.&lt;br /&gt;people started arguing about breakfast. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went in had service,&lt;br /&gt;banged my head _|_&lt;br /&gt;then went to lunch,&lt;br /&gt;pretty restaurant, best horfun ever. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;went straight to swimming,&lt;br /&gt;3rd april is the exam,&lt;br /&gt;oh god, i realised there still theory.&lt;br /&gt;spinal injury somemore!&lt;br /&gt;i need someone the remind me to bring my BM cert.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to ask questions about theory,&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna spam betrick's phone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then an idiot... okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;my father decided to cook after 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;steak imported form australia.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;then my mother combined it with apples because nobody felt like eating rice.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, apples are nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;A fourteen year old girl, who cant even use her own legs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, kope-ed a quiz from kelvin's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1.What does the sixteenth text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;   Its only until 12.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2.Has someone ever told you they would be with you forever?&lt;br /&gt;   I think so.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;3.Last person you were in the car with?&lt;br /&gt;   Mum , father , sister.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;4.Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;   Nope.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;5. How long does it take you to have a shower?&lt;br /&gt;   5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;6.When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;   5th April.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;7.Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;   Not sure. ):&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;8.Did you kiss anyone on friday?&lt;br /&gt;   Nope.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;9.Ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;   Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;10.What's on your mind RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;   CAR CAR CAR  and still cars.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;11.Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;   Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;12.What is the WORST subject they teach at school?&lt;br /&gt;   Physics.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;13.Have you seen anyone lately that you don't get along with?&lt;br /&gt;   Not that i remember.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;14.What is your favorite colour shirt to wear?&lt;br /&gt;   White?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;15.Have you ever been in a car accident?&lt;br /&gt;   Four times.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;16.Whats the closest thing to you that's green?&lt;br /&gt;   My mouse pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What would you like to be doing right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Seeing Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Write down some lyrics to the song your listening to.     &lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.How many dogs do you have?     &lt;br /&gt;No dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Is anything bugging you right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.How is life going for you right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Better then last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Is there someone you care about more than yourself?     &lt;br /&gt;Many. (:     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What made you laugh today?     &lt;br /&gt;I didn't .      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.What was the last film you watched?     &lt;br /&gt;Storm breaker I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What's the last conversation you had about?     &lt;br /&gt;Talking to Andrei about cakes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What were you doing at 7:00 this morning?     &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like your hair long or short?     &lt;br /&gt;Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Do you want to see somebody right now?     &lt;br /&gt;I wish to see alot of people now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you like the rain?     &lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do you think you'll have a Valentine this year?     &lt;br /&gt;Its over. And i didn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.The last person you kissed needs you at 3 AM, would you go?     &lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Would you honestly say you'd risk your life for someone else?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Honestly, if you could go back 1 month and change something would you?     &lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Could you see yourself with someone forever?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.What was the first thing you thought when you woke up?     &lt;br /&gt;Whether my boyfriend has woken up already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months or more?     &lt;br /&gt;I... don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Do you forgive and forget?&lt;br /&gt;No .     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Do you trust people?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What are you not looking forward to?     &lt;br /&gt;Many things.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;40.Do you get mad easily?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes?     &lt;br /&gt;Um, I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Do you have strange dreams?     &lt;br /&gt;Yeap, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    54. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes. I would like to celebrate as many as possible. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Last thing you bought?     &lt;br /&gt;Chicken.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Are you a jealous person?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Does it take a lot to make you cry?     &lt;br /&gt;No.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?     &lt;br /&gt;No.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Have you ever had your heart broken? If so, how many times?     &lt;br /&gt;Bout 5 or 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you like to cuddle/snuggles?     &lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br /&gt;    Andrei! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. How far away is the last person you hugged?     &lt;br /&gt;Very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Do you wish someone would call or text you right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Is your life anything like it was a year ago?     &lt;br /&gt;Its better this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. This time last year, can you remember who you liked?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes. ):&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;67. You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;   Water.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;68. Have you lost contact with someone you wish you didn't?&lt;br /&gt;   Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   69. What is the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;    "I cant remember."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   70. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;   Not too long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   71. Do you have friends you can tell stuff to and you're sure they won't tell?&lt;br /&gt;   Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   72. What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;   Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   88. Who disgusts you?&lt;br /&gt;   Nobody yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   89. Name one thing people think about you that's not true? &lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   90. Is your hair naturally curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;   Wavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   91. Do you drink tea?&lt;br /&gt;   Yes. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;92. How do you feel about chocolate covered strawberries?&lt;br /&gt;   Cute.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;93. Do you currently have feelings for anybody?&lt;br /&gt;   Yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;94. Have you ever stripped for money?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   95. Is the last person you kissed more than a year older than you?&lt;br /&gt;   Same age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   96. Ever kissed someone with the letters c, a, p,d, q, s or j as their first initial?&lt;br /&gt;   Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   97. Two days from now this time, where will you be?&lt;br /&gt;India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   98. Do you think you are a good person?&lt;br /&gt;   No. I make people sad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   99. Who are your favourite people?&lt;br /&gt;   Andrei, my sister and my five friends.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;100.Do you hate spammers?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1458417195899341635?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1458417195899341635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1458417195899341635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1458417195899341635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1458417195899341635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-my-head-by-jason-derulo-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S69ODQFl_YI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vO4MjpLMphc/s72-c/Photo514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5153683479336252412</id><published>2010-03-26T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:32:21.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its not about whether you fall down, its about whether you get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one of those inspiration posters I found in the dance studio. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;apparently there's a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Today was actually going okay until i got home.&lt;br /&gt;My mood can change really fast.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is,&lt;br /&gt;i keep saying i want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, my life is boring,&lt;br /&gt;i go home,&lt;br /&gt;i do something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;then i get canned or scolded.&lt;br /&gt;same routine everyday without fail.&lt;br /&gt;and although it happened for the past fifteen years of my life,&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know why i can never get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;at least it wakes me up,&lt;br /&gt;reminding myself that i am still living in jail,&lt;br /&gt;and life is no fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least when i am sad,&lt;br /&gt;i got Andrei to go to,&lt;br /&gt;i got jokers like Anna and Kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;and that's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me,&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i am the one,&lt;br /&gt;who has to get the life,&lt;br /&gt;like i am living in a very comfortable prison cell.&lt;br /&gt;i rather live in an actual prison cell and get all the freedom i want.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when i experience some unhappy stuff,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its just me or there are actually other people in this world,&lt;br /&gt;who also experiences the same types of things, in the same particular manner.&lt;br /&gt;if there is,&lt;br /&gt;i want to go shake hands with them and treat them starbucks coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind,&lt;br /&gt;i cant change reality.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i like to just pull my curtains all the way up,&lt;br /&gt;lie on my bed,&lt;br /&gt;look at the moon,&lt;br /&gt;and dream of how i would like my life to be like.&lt;br /&gt;one day i would like to go to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Honest.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna bring something huge with me.&lt;br /&gt;it would actually be funny,&lt;br /&gt;if you're in Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;you look up,&lt;br /&gt;and you see something that's making the moon look out of shape. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to keep wishing if there was any date i would like to go back to,&lt;br /&gt;it would be primary 5.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;Not since Andrei became part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;HAH. Im so darn lucky. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly just told me Anna actually completed photo journalism.&lt;br /&gt;i actually forgotten all about it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would do it on my journey for anti-drug competition,&lt;br /&gt;because that's the only thing i went and actually have pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;i should go sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;because my boyfriend told me to sleep half an hour ago. ):&lt;br /&gt;Things would be so much easier if my parents actually gave me permission for anything at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5153683479336252412?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5153683479336252412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5153683479336252412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5153683479336252412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5153683479336252412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-about-whether-you-fall-down-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7826616627919420194</id><published>2010-03-25T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:55:59.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats a relationship without problems?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has them,&lt;br /&gt;but not all can solve them.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do what it takes to continue this relationship,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;Andrei Siew Zi Jian, I love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today reminded of the fourteenth year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;one word, corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;crying doesnt help with the situation,&lt;br /&gt;it just makes you feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason, no one seems to be able to control it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;at least i survived just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not really good,&lt;br /&gt;i almost died from 100plus.&lt;br /&gt;talk about my blog url,&lt;br /&gt;during pet rocket it really did shoot.&lt;br /&gt;YES IT DID.&lt;br /&gt;and and and, if i see 100plus again,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna scream.&lt;br /&gt;I swear im not gonna drink that for the next 5 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish people would just forget my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7826616627919420194?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7826616627919420194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7826616627919420194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7826616627919420194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7826616627919420194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-relationship-without-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1764154311615352496</id><published>2010-03-23T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:11:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days left.</title><content type='html'>R.I.P. my orange clip file. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was... boring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Finally i get to see my boyfriend in the morning. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Then was the NE forum thing.&lt;br /&gt;Some YOG thing? i also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;realised i forgot to bring my file and my modern dance hair stuff. _|_&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A NEW BAG.&lt;br /&gt;Handed in my physics file without doing any corrections.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Got the papers inside can le.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;If mdm jo wasn't sitting at the back, i probably would have.&lt;br /&gt;What ionic bonding thing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;After that double period POA.&lt;br /&gt;Balance sheet. I could understand, and so, it was FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. nobody finished up holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Soo ended up with a whole stack of ez-link cards. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Chiong-ed down to modern dance after that,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty for not doing CD through the arts. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I FINALLY GET TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;He brought me home and then i saw Selina.&lt;br /&gt;And best of all Mr Wee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh we are so dead. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. ;D&lt;br /&gt;12 more days. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1764154311615352496?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1764154311615352496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1764154311615352496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1764154311615352496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1764154311615352496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-days-left.html' title='6 days left.'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1440531161842772204</id><published>2010-03-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:33:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Andrei! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1440531161842772204?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1440531161842772204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1440531161842772204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1440531161842772204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1440531161842772204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-andrei-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7699040831818206923</id><published>2010-03-20T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:20:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S6Tcu9uLIfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lopILKRzY68/s1600-h/20032010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S6Tcu9uLIfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lopILKRzY68/s400/20032010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450724148425466354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;run350 was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;today was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;man march holidays wasnt so bad after all after i experienced these two days.&lt;br /&gt;today super funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;everybody run 5km except george,&lt;br /&gt;he go left until 7km. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;talked in the train.&lt;br /&gt;all keep talking about taiwan and korea.&lt;br /&gt;walao me and nabil ago listen mp3. ):&lt;br /&gt;took us so long to get to the changi village hotel.&lt;br /&gt;so nice man. :D&lt;br /&gt;transparent lifts. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then went to put bag,&lt;br /&gt;had this energy drink,&lt;br /&gt;and realised it was for.... :/&lt;br /&gt;oh well, everybody got one sip.&lt;br /&gt;then went to pulau ubin.&lt;br /&gt;BOAT RIDE SO SHIOK.&lt;br /&gt;wind blow, awesome view = :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;then reached,&lt;br /&gt;kelvin got a free can of 100plus.&lt;br /&gt;ah ma coffee shop. (:&lt;br /&gt;then drank milo before the run.&lt;br /&gt;whole thing was so fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;splashed water on my own face accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;and marcus poured 100plus on his head. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then sat in the boat again,&lt;br /&gt;went back to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;took bags, mr chong bought us drinks.&lt;br /&gt;serene went off,&lt;br /&gt;took taxi to simei?&lt;br /&gt;kelvin went off.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at long john silver. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;george took my fries.&lt;br /&gt;then went back with nabil marcus and george.&lt;br /&gt;long trip back,&lt;br /&gt;talked alot about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;haha nice feeling. :D&lt;br /&gt;alright going off the comp now,&lt;br /&gt;so tired. ._.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7699040831818206923?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7699040831818206923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7699040831818206923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7699040831818206923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7699040831818206923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/run350-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S6Tcu9uLIfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lopILKRzY68/s72-c/20032010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-118950726888794915</id><published>2010-03-16T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:09:11.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was actually funny.&lt;br /&gt;woke up,&lt;br /&gt;eat some bread sticks from the fridge,&lt;br /&gt;cos i was lazy to take out milk for the honey stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school,&lt;br /&gt;just in time.&lt;br /&gt;i sit down, miss lim walk in. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;did 3.2 3.3 4.1 and file and some other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod there TYS homework. ):&lt;br /&gt;lucky chiong evrything in time.&lt;br /&gt;from 12.40 onwards i kept complaining to haiqal that i was so late. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i was going up and down on my chair and squirming.&lt;br /&gt;then at 1, i shoot out of the classroom,&lt;br /&gt;when everybody's still inside and taking their time,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing if we're even allowed to leave yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran halfway,&lt;br /&gt;until Andrei said it was 1.25 instead of 12.10 -.-&lt;br /&gt;so walked the rest of the way LOL.&lt;br /&gt;went to yishun with agnes kimberly andrei affendy yong tat&lt;br /&gt;and met the rest at the station,&lt;br /&gt;went to the cinema,&lt;br /&gt;apparently i didnt even know what movie it was.&lt;br /&gt;being human. jack neo film.&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY LAAA LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then it ended at 3.35 ):&lt;br /&gt;ran out and took taxi with kimberly to school,&lt;br /&gt;wa felt so scared.&lt;br /&gt;so we got punished,&lt;br /&gt;and i stupid stupid go say i havent finish running. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;the dance is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;andrei brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. oh well, parents are no more,&lt;br /&gt;at least i still got my sister,&lt;br /&gt;i still got Andrei.&lt;br /&gt;so, im happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-118950726888794915?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/118950726888794915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=118950726888794915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/118950726888794915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/118950726888794915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-was-actually-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3113587409852554553</id><published>2010-03-15T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:09:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is... MONDAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was okay i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;woke up late,&lt;br /&gt;so no breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;ran downstairs to find anna,&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to school.&lt;br /&gt;turned out we were early. ._.&lt;br /&gt;so went outside plaza singapura,&lt;br /&gt;changed, paint face.&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals on stage,&lt;br /&gt;then sit there and be bored,&lt;br /&gt;walk here walk there,&lt;br /&gt;watch other schools,&lt;br /&gt;and then at 12 or something,&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend came! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i kept yelling backstage man.&lt;br /&gt;scared until jump here and there and scream.  LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;i did everything except the floor part.&lt;br /&gt;i had a feeling i would forget.&lt;br /&gt;and i did. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;then boyfriend bought me two pancake stuffs and bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;went back by bus, and andrei sat with me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and anyway i did in the second bus.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i was tired. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;woke up,&lt;br /&gt;practice piano,&lt;br /&gt;eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;and was supposed to go out with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;and talk to my father,&lt;br /&gt;and thats when it started.&lt;br /&gt;i used to think,&lt;br /&gt;if there was ever a couple who really could stick together forever once they're married,&lt;br /&gt;it would be my parents.&lt;br /&gt;now i know how wrong i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started arguing about a pe shirt with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my father wont be coming back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;my mother's finally getting a job.&lt;br /&gt;and now im stuck with myself,&lt;br /&gt;cos my sis is usually in school the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to school, got wet.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna pon tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but im saving my attitude problems till after friday,&lt;br /&gt;i have never seen myself so good before.&lt;br /&gt;modern dance was okay,&lt;br /&gt;realised we're doing jazz for speech day.&lt;br /&gt;next year is contemp year. noooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths class tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;then movie,&lt;br /&gt;then modern dance ):&lt;br /&gt;man i wish i didnt have to go home.&lt;br /&gt;shit this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3113587409852554553?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3113587409852554553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3113587409852554553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3113587409852554553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3113587409852554553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1521695284830857695</id><published>2010-03-12T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:46:26.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: Ai Qing Xue Ce - Bang Bang Tang&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was er... okay?&lt;br /&gt;sports carnival seem more fun in sec 1 somehow.&lt;br /&gt;frisbee was normal, didnt move much.&lt;br /&gt;then went round and round,&lt;br /&gt;dodgeball,&lt;br /&gt;basically all i did,&lt;br /&gt;was stand there watch all the balls fly everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;dodge a little bit, pass the balls to my team mates,&lt;br /&gt;and we got third place. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even throw at all.&lt;br /&gt;stand there do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt get hit at all, except by kingston. -.-&lt;br /&gt;watched basketball,&lt;br /&gt;walao so hot. like open air barbecue or something.&lt;br /&gt;ahh stupid i couldnt watch andrei play because it was the same time as dodgeball finals.&lt;br /&gt;so i ran down, saw like 2 seconds of the game, and there goes the whistle. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked round and round,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt be more bored.&lt;br /&gt;tried to watch soccer got bored,&lt;br /&gt;ended up playing with my own knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;then went to watch netball, ended up crushing a wattle bottle,&lt;br /&gt;went to the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;and realised i forgot to take my money,&lt;br /&gt;so  i ran everywhere looking for hani,&lt;br /&gt;and then realised the class was already open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch tug-of-war,&lt;br /&gt;ended up raining.&lt;br /&gt;went to class,&lt;br /&gt;sleep on the table, and then called kimberly!!!&lt;br /&gt;said byebye,&lt;br /&gt;let her say bye to weiheng junjie jihui and peikai too,&lt;br /&gt;then final bye,&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall,&lt;br /&gt;tried to listen who win,&lt;br /&gt;started playing with my kunckles again.&lt;br /&gt;5/2 hyper sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went cwp, ate long john silvers,&lt;br /&gt;best fries in the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;took 962 back,&lt;br /&gt;a guy sat on a chewing gum ._.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder anna suddenly burst out laughing like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;took me awhile to realise.&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;piano class -.-&lt;br /&gt;apparently my third finger joint is swollen,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even realise.&lt;br /&gt;my knuckles are all purple and red. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;my piano teacher was staring so hard somemore.&lt;br /&gt;and when she was trying to explain the dynamics stuff to me for the adagio thing,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly remembered andrei putting his hand up for the bus,&lt;br /&gt;walao i burst out laughing,&lt;br /&gt;and then now its my turn to look like a retard. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY modern dance tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;plus the jj lin concert.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch breakout. ):&lt;br /&gt;no money + no time = not gonna watch.&lt;br /&gt;wa sadded lah.&lt;br /&gt;okay modern dance tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, im gonna die soon man.&lt;br /&gt;sunday competition,&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;people come cheer kay. :D i know no one will come LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oh well gave up my milo triathlon position for some ACJC girl,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;stupid. now i gotta wait till national triathlon. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday - modern dance + concert&lt;br /&gt;sunday - dance competition&lt;br /&gt;monday - modern dance&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - modern dance&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - ALSO got modern dance -.-&lt;br /&gt;thursday - piano exam&lt;br /&gt;friday - SENTOSA/lunch with 6B?&lt;br /&gt;walao i scared i cmi. &lt;br /&gt;i will kill myself man. if really cmi.&lt;br /&gt;many many homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;many hours of piano practicing this week.&lt;br /&gt;i scared i fail lah D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least Andrei is coming to fetch me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;thats something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;other than that,&lt;br /&gt;i was so freaked out by the news i heard this morning.&lt;br /&gt;angry until siao.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like breaking glass. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYYY. i shall go do my stuff,&lt;br /&gt;and wait for tomorrow morning to come. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1521695284830857695?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1521695284830857695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1521695284830857695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1521695284830857695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1521695284830857695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-ai-qing-xue-ce-bang-bang-tang.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-2804579456181008838</id><published>2010-03-11T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:26:36.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;3km today.&lt;br /&gt;walao not as tiring.  cos no time.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i didnt die today like last week. GOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i OWN all of them but running into the school first. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the umbrella tables there,&lt;br /&gt;sit with anna ashlie and diyanah,&lt;br /&gt;bought one bottle of water,&lt;br /&gt;drink,&lt;br /&gt;buy second bottle put there.&lt;br /&gt;then andrei came and bought me another one. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;so 3 bottle.&lt;br /&gt;drink until bloated. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics.&lt;br /&gt;mrs lee really epic fail lah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;did kinematics test,&lt;br /&gt;and the test just tells me that i really dont know what the hell is kinematics.&lt;br /&gt;then was maths,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think i remembered what we learnt.&lt;br /&gt;recess, fell asleep on the table. :D&lt;br /&gt;did the chem file stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;english,&lt;br /&gt;kept praying he wont call me to do speech,&lt;br /&gt;and he didnt. WHOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;means i got an extra day,&lt;br /&gt;cos i prepared like 5 minutes before.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i would use the time in the end.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;mdm jo gave out lollipops, and there wasnt enough,&lt;br /&gt;so haiqal me weiheng celine ended up eating jellies.&lt;br /&gt;YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;i count the down the minutes every lesson with haiqal using the calculator. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;people should try it.&lt;br /&gt;makes time past faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went 883,&lt;br /&gt;bought a waffle.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW MUHAIMIN. LOL&lt;br /&gt;apparently he has grown too.&lt;br /&gt;and he said anna shrank. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the cc,&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THIS IS SOMETHING I HAVE BEENLOOKING FORWARD TO POST ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: im tired!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: what time ah?&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: you do finish this part then i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa;i need to go toilet.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: you dont do this properly i dont let you go!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: but i really need to go toilet!!!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: NO! you do this first!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: PLEASEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: NO. ARM STRAIGHTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: STARIGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: STRAIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: STRONGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: YOU MUST BE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: ARM STRAIGHTER LAH!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: can i go buy water?&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: you do this part properly then i let you go!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: *holds my phone* oh you got a message from Andrei!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: LET ME SEE.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: NO! you do properly then you can pick one!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: walaooo&lt;br /&gt;melissa: whats going on?&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: im using her boyfriend's message to make her do it properly.&lt;br /&gt;melissa: okay very good continue.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: STRONGER! STRAIGHTER! STRAIGHTTTTTT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: I WANT TO SLAP YOU CAN.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly: STRAIGHTER WOMAN. STRONGER! BE THAT STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;its not in order FYI.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao make me so angry. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then got chased out by the uncle.&lt;br /&gt;so went to some carpark's top floor.&lt;br /&gt;ah shit the floor so rough,&lt;br /&gt;my knees are black and red with lines.&lt;br /&gt;then went down.&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend got lost again! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;send me to the door,&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel so awesome once again.&lt;br /&gt;at the rate this is going,&lt;br /&gt;im going to feel so awesome everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh sports carnival tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;dodgeball here i come again. (:&lt;br /&gt;class tee tomorrow then done.&lt;br /&gt;because "GREATNESS" became "GREATHESS"&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;okay im so excited,&lt;br /&gt;in fact, im excited everyday. (:&lt;br /&gt;yay. march holidays here i come too,&lt;br /&gt;and piano exam,&lt;br /&gt;and sentosaaaaaaaaaa. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2804579456181008838?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/2804579456181008838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=2804579456181008838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2804579456181008838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2804579456181008838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-was-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3264083390105251473</id><published>2010-03-10T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:59:10.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok this has gone far enough.&lt;br /&gt;seriously why can't i do this properly,&lt;br /&gt;i keep messing things up once it starts.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to do one thing and please everybody at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;something, will just have to go wrong somehow.&lt;br /&gt;yeah currently my mood just dropped 1000 kilometres underground.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was allowed.&lt;br /&gt;then maybe all this wouldnt be so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like some cycle,&lt;br /&gt;repeating again and again.&lt;br /&gt;but yet i told myself this time not to spoil it,&lt;br /&gt;and make this work as well as possible.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know whether to laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;everything is going wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT JUST STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall see,&lt;br /&gt;what happens in a month,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt be surprised if i crashed my whole life once again,&lt;br /&gt;and i have to start crawling up again just like last year.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i have never known anyone who could be stupider.&lt;br /&gt;its like you know its wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and yet you still want to do it,&lt;br /&gt;you know its not gonna turn out right,&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU STILL DO IT,&lt;br /&gt;for myself.&lt;br /&gt;how selfish.&lt;br /&gt;and here am i, enjoying my own life,&lt;br /&gt;without even caring about other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so im taking everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;when will the day come,&lt;br /&gt;when someone actually comes up to me and slap me real hard.&lt;br /&gt;so that i'll wake up.&lt;br /&gt;i had a hole in my heart for 13 months,&lt;br /&gt;and its finally starting to close.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if i didnt start anything since sec one,&lt;br /&gt;would my life have been much happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3264083390105251473?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3264083390105251473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3264083390105251473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3264083390105251473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3264083390105251473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-this-has-gone-far-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-188952382045823330</id><published>2010-03-05T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:22:28.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay alot of people are asking me why i dont have a tagboard,&lt;br /&gt;and i have a very simple reason.&lt;br /&gt;i intend to insult ALOT ALOT of people in the future,&lt;br /&gt;and so, i want my blog to be scold-free.&lt;br /&gt;tyvm. okay done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that bitch ever touch any of my friends again she is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;act gangster. _|_&lt;br /&gt;think you very big uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was normal.&lt;br /&gt;a-maths was easier then i thought.&lt;br /&gt;but, pray i get method marks from somewhere. anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;alright, then had double period maths,&lt;br /&gt;miss lim still not back yet.&lt;br /&gt;heng, later she scream about e-maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;monday everybody die x2 e-maths + a-maths.&lt;br /&gt;recess was okay?&lt;br /&gt;i was running around buying my water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then POA,&lt;br /&gt;miss teo also never come,&lt;br /&gt;so i spent my time doing andrei's letter. (:&lt;br /&gt;then they give us newspaper. -.-&lt;br /&gt;DIGITAL LIFE CHANGE TO LITTLE RED DOT.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go cwp,&lt;br /&gt;eat mos burger,&lt;br /&gt;took us so long to decide,&lt;br /&gt;cwp exploding with SAS students,&lt;br /&gt;walao so many cute angmohs. (:&lt;br /&gt;then went back to school,&lt;br /&gt;had to u-turn back to woodlands cc,&lt;br /&gt;did our anti-drug stuff there,&lt;br /&gt;i had to keep falling and crawling on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;my hands and knees in the end all black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** friends came up.&lt;br /&gt;LOL nice people apparently.&lt;br /&gt;but shes so dead.&lt;br /&gt;alright, went home,&lt;br /&gt;watched tv, ate my dinner,&lt;br /&gt;practice piano.&lt;br /&gt;now head pain again.&lt;br /&gt;DARN YOU KIMBERLY BRACKEN.&lt;br /&gt;im sniffing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-188952382045823330?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/188952382045823330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=188952382045823330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/188952382045823330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/188952382045823330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-alot-of-people-are-asking-me-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1415305999269499488</id><published>2010-03-04T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:57:06.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chiong-ed to cwp to buy shoes yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;then go sports link.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly at the door one head come appear,&lt;br /&gt;go away, appear then go away again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL GEORGE.&lt;br /&gt;after disappear then i laugh like siao,&lt;br /&gt;my father stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt quite like today.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou marcus for running with me.&lt;br /&gt;"later you get kidnapped" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;basically died until mr chong said "regulate your breathing"&lt;br /&gt;then walao suddenly can chiong like siao,&lt;br /&gt;but then everybody reach liao. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiyi did speed teaching for me,&lt;br /&gt;explained the whole of whatever we haven learnt during poa,&lt;br /&gt;from january. 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;wa world record lah.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to that,&lt;br /&gt;i think i should be able to pass. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall treat her a drink if i do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i felt so funny during maths and physics,&lt;br /&gt;and then it dawn on me only till english,&lt;br /&gt;that i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot kimberly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i was like using anna's tissues.&lt;br /&gt;and big big headache.&lt;br /&gt;then keep pouring water in to anna's bottle. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;layping likes ben 10 and teentitans too.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very difficult to listen during chem,&lt;br /&gt;and then 3/9 was hilarious. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;all point outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;that livened me up abit.&lt;br /&gt;i lovee 3/9 :D&lt;br /&gt;then finally dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;chiong out of school that time,&lt;br /&gt;went on the left side of bookshop,&lt;br /&gt;was mdm rekkha mdm soh miss guo and one more teacher standing there.&lt;br /&gt;U-turn! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then run. :D&lt;br /&gt;lucky their attention on somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;went bus stop met siangyee.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for a 965 with her,&lt;br /&gt;saw jonathan on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;never felt so happy to go home straight away in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised people like to ask me for advice.&lt;br /&gt;why me, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;and then i usually wontknow what to say,&lt;br /&gt;so i give crap words,&lt;br /&gt;which turns out so useful for them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrei: come sentosa on saturday leh!&lt;br /&gt;me: with who?&lt;br /&gt;andrei: kingston and alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;me: alot of people is?&lt;br /&gt;andrei: affendy stephen justin fenghao.&lt;br /&gt;wthwth. then make friends uh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;all guys somemore.&lt;br /&gt;and theres modern dance on saturday! ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just woke up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i pass a-maths tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just feel so unhappy when you see what these people write in their blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1415305999269499488?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1415305999269499488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1415305999269499488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1415305999269499488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1415305999269499488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1143080068884617830</id><published>2010-03-02T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:18:27.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we have a very funny physics teacher. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;laugh like siao for the double period yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;man i love 3/9. (:&lt;br /&gt;3 korean words. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone suddenly keep using ebuddy. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i have no running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;even george has bought his.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont buy,&lt;br /&gt;i gonna be the only one wearing school shoes on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;modern dance was fine...&lt;br /&gt;we are getting on realllllyyyyyy welll. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;extra practice on friday, since it was supposed to be moe exel fest.&lt;br /&gt;ah well, chemistry tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how will i die in the future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1143080068884617830?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1143080068884617830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1143080068884617830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1143080068884617830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1143080068884617830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-very-funny-physics-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-531299898183382981</id><published>2010-02-28T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:32:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thankyou to kimberly, diyanah, jazlyn, vivian.&lt;br /&gt;for backing me up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;sorry about your tagboard diyanah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;i dont care who you are,&lt;br /&gt;i insult who i want when i want.&lt;br /&gt;i dont judge people by their looks,&lt;br /&gt;i judge them by what they have done.&lt;br /&gt;and yes linda, i LOVE to criticise people. (:&lt;br /&gt;and last of all,&lt;br /&gt;from what i remembered,&lt;br /&gt;i have insulted no one,&lt;br /&gt;that has got anything to do with you people,&lt;br /&gt;including huijuan.&lt;br /&gt;and so, now that i have said this,&lt;br /&gt;linda, psb, sdsad and whichever other people,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEEEEEE dont pollute my friend's blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;you want to say, come and tell me.&lt;br /&gt;i will be thrilled to hear whatever bedtime stories you wish to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-531299898183382981?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/531299898183382981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=531299898183382981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/531299898183382981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/531299898183382981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankyou-to-kimberly-diyanah-jazlyn.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4046159607296825647</id><published>2010-02-26T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:17:12.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i initially intended on giving eugene koko krunch. ._.&lt;br /&gt;because i finished the cake.&lt;br /&gt;people must think im mad shouting upwards from the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;today was... okay i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;went to school in uniform and had to borrow anna's pe attire.&lt;br /&gt;history, source base.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell was the first source saying i dont even know. ._.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PE.&lt;br /&gt;awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt even move my legs,&lt;br /&gt;so i just stoned there watching my friends laugh and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;honestly even when i laugh its so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;zul was telling me how awkward i looked when i walked. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, haiqal jason zul and norizwan,&lt;br /&gt;always use so much effort to catch the frisbee,&lt;br /&gt;then out of anxiousness, just anyhow fling it up high,&lt;br /&gt;and it goes like way out of the court,&lt;br /&gt;and then we all will burst out laughing like a bunch of idiots.&lt;br /&gt;because it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;apparently all the guys can catch well.&lt;br /&gt;at least when i throw they can catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then was maths.&lt;br /&gt;miss lim did the matrix questions.&lt;br /&gt;funny man.&lt;br /&gt;9 questions,&lt;br /&gt;last two were indices.&lt;br /&gt;i think im at least gonna pass e-maths for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing was so epic. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;marie saved us all.&lt;br /&gt;in the end team garfield had to do the forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;and then elimination,&lt;br /&gt;and then jihui did something really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;ate tuna sandwich, finally said hello to gerald. (:&lt;br /&gt;and kimberly told me something that got me angry.&lt;br /&gt;stupid asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;we had to do corrections,&lt;br /&gt;and i kept asking miss teo for the next assignment,&lt;br /&gt;you get it after you finish your corrections.&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;everytime she came to check my corrections,&lt;br /&gt;there was something missing. :/&lt;br /&gt;so i had to keep calling her again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and then i realised i was the only person she checked -.-&lt;br /&gt;by the time i managed to get my assignment3,&lt;br /&gt;there was about 2 minutes left for the bell to ring.&lt;br /&gt;so much for rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, ate lunch,&lt;br /&gt;modern dance.&lt;br /&gt;we're almost done.&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn how to control my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;acting stupid with people laughing around me doesnt help at all.&lt;br /&gt;oh thank god modern dance doesn't use the hall.&lt;br /&gt;more people will laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;and ANNA. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;miss soo was also laughing -.-&lt;br /&gt;ahh but its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;choreo also not bad.&lt;br /&gt;miss jenny helping us to make it look nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it when anna imitates people.&lt;br /&gt;because i will laugh like hell.&lt;br /&gt;and so will kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;after modern dance met diyanah,&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy drinks for myself and anna,&lt;br /&gt;while they talked about jiaqi liking jazlyn. o.o&lt;br /&gt;anyway met weiheng halfway,&lt;br /&gt;told us to help him,&lt;br /&gt;looked behind him,&lt;br /&gt;and i burst out laughing once again. LOLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help it seriously,&lt;br /&gt;looking at her face just makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and he poor thing had to walk all the way home from admiralty to avoid her.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know people like cy was so free.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i expected more of looking in the mirror for 5 hours a day,&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the time spent on curling the hair. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GLAD ITS ON THE FOURTEENTH. OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;that situation almost scared the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sports carnival coming,&lt;br /&gt;dodgeball for me once again.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i get to see joohan scream if he plays.&lt;br /&gt;anyway my throwing skills are terrible,&lt;br /&gt;it either doesnt even go near the opponent,&lt;br /&gt;or it just goes up and lands in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;never have been good at ball games anyway. :/&lt;br /&gt;the only time i ever hit someone was iswandi,&lt;br /&gt;and i promised myself i will never play with that group of people again.&lt;br /&gt;*screams and runs for my life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even walk now,&lt;br /&gt;and its getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;during modern dance stretching,&lt;br /&gt;it was like hell i tell you, HELLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;oh how am i gonna survive next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;if nabil doesnt come again,&lt;br /&gt;i want a whole day of free meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howie said i ditched him 7 times already.&lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY I DIDNT MEAN IT.&lt;br /&gt;he says if i ditch him one more time,&lt;br /&gt;hes gonna ignore me for life.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;its was something that could never happen in real life though,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want it to happen either.&lt;br /&gt;but then,&lt;br /&gt;while it was happening,&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME for that type of situation.,&lt;br /&gt;i actually said the sentence in mind, in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know it was that powerful in my subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;at least i proved to myself that i really meant it after all.&lt;br /&gt;man i was so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i talk alot.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;switching personalities.&lt;br /&gt;its actually quite sad to see it happening.&lt;br /&gt;especially with this two people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4046159607296825647?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4046159607296825647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4046159607296825647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4046159607296825647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4046159607296825647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-initially-intended-on-giving-eugene.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6718290682508933950</id><published>2010-02-25T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:25:39.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, happy birthday to Hani, Eugene and Joslyn tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ahh eugene cant hear my happy birthday scream from here. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i sound like an idiot too screaming from my sister's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall not elaborate on this morning,&lt;br /&gt;but basically im dying here.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is soo sore.&lt;br /&gt;pain lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;nabil owes all of us big time. (:&lt;br /&gt;long island drink. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;ss was fine. i finished at like 9.15&lt;br /&gt;then i went to sleep until 9.30. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;didnt check,&lt;br /&gt;didnt think.&lt;br /&gt;just write, then feel asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics and maths were nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;then english.&lt;br /&gt;mr tsung is colour blind. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and then chem.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA CHEM.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID NIE.&lt;br /&gt;NOW ALSO TAKE OVER MDM JO.&lt;br /&gt;*(@&amp;amp;$*#$^@&amp;amp;*#o)&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA FORM A RIOT SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days,&lt;br /&gt;where in primary school you still got so easily get like 90+ for a subject.&lt;br /&gt;and then you will feel like crying when you get like 50 or 60.&lt;br /&gt;now in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;i actually jumped up in happiness for getting 50 for maths last year.&lt;br /&gt;and then when you skipped cca no one cared,&lt;br /&gt;you can take like so many cca's&lt;br /&gt;and you could hand in your homework in pencil,&lt;br /&gt;and all i used to do last time was to,&lt;br /&gt;eat sleep swim run.&lt;br /&gt;what an awesome life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went cwp eat lunch at yoshinoya.&lt;br /&gt;then stomach pain. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;go home, changed,&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep until 7.45pm. ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;so many people called me when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;5 miss calls.&lt;br /&gt;okayy. enough for now,&lt;br /&gt;i need to clean up the bloody mess in the living room made by my mum.&lt;br /&gt;and iron my uni.&lt;br /&gt;and find my pe attire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6718290682508933950?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6718290682508933950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6718290682508933950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6718290682508933950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6718290682508933950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-i-shall-not-elaborate-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-2857319104470561067</id><published>2010-02-24T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:00:46.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: Work It - Missy Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT SONG IS STUCK IN MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;like really,&lt;br /&gt;ever since anna was doing the anti drug song,&lt;br /&gt;then called me back to hear it,&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up fixing it till 1 am in the morning. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ahh anyway finally things are going on better.&lt;br /&gt;steps too simple, but looks good.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently i look so stupid,&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a spy in the m.i. theme song. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;im wearing a mask~&lt;br /&gt;and so does anna. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;summary sucked man.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even finish,&lt;br /&gt;did my draft in pencil,&lt;br /&gt;couldnt hand in. -.-&lt;br /&gt;today's chinese was not any better.&lt;br /&gt;my compre i think almost all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;during compo i had to keep staring into blank space,&lt;br /&gt;because i couldnt think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to do physics TYS.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stupid lah maths.&lt;br /&gt;just when we got back miss lim from sec one,&lt;br /&gt;a NIE teacher comes and interfere again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;byebye MYE maths.&lt;br /&gt;history also!&lt;br /&gt;we got the HOD humanities,&lt;br /&gt;and *poof*&lt;br /&gt;here comes another NIE teacher,&lt;br /&gt;although he seems quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was funny,&lt;br /&gt;cos celine kept falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole class kept laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;maths was okay,&lt;br /&gt;was blind today so had to keep borrowing marie's paper.&lt;br /&gt;then jiaying siangyee hani and sharon&lt;br /&gt;were all trying to explain POA to me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;because i dont know what the hell is going on in,&lt;br /&gt;POA, physics. yeahh. and maybe history.&lt;br /&gt;at least we still got mrs lee for ss. ._.&lt;br /&gt;if another nie teacher comes in,&lt;br /&gt;i swear im gonna scream.&lt;br /&gt;chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;i have such good teachers this year, and theyre all starting to be replaced. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so much for good teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay modern dance tomorrow, and friday. ._.&lt;br /&gt;no one has still yet to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;where im gonna find everybody&lt;br /&gt;at 6.45am in the morning tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;when the sky's all black,&lt;br /&gt;and 3.30 in the afternoon, when im in the middle of no where.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go back to studiowu like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i have NOTHING to do to keep my mind occupied.&lt;br /&gt;and so here we go again.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to slap me and to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;its really over before i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;this is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think it would be easy,&lt;br /&gt;but this,&lt;br /&gt;this is really eating me alive, and crushing me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;ahh what to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maybe if you weren't so stupid none of this would have happened."&lt;br /&gt;"yeah well sorry for being so stupid. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know two geralds.&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason both of them are telling me how funny their friends hair is.&lt;br /&gt;what telepathy.&lt;br /&gt;AND GERALD LIM GREW. wth.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking tall.&lt;br /&gt;guys should stop growing lah seriously,&lt;br /&gt;their gonna start making girls look like dwarfs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2857319104470561067?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-87085133614959717</id><published>2010-02-22T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:29:50.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man i stepped on broken glass on the way back home... -.-&lt;br /&gt;school was okay,&lt;br /&gt;chiong compo during recess,&lt;br /&gt;maths was okay,&lt;br /&gt;had to stand,&lt;br /&gt;because i got the homework dates wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and then physics.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod she didnt come. so i finished all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;then english.&lt;br /&gt;grammar test was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim was going psssssssssssssssssst all the way,&lt;br /&gt;and after awhile anna joined in,&lt;br /&gt;so i got so pissed,&lt;br /&gt;i told them to shut up abit too loud,&lt;br /&gt;and everybody turned to stare at me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been talking to gerald for the past...&lt;br /&gt;3 hours?&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i wanna scold somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU STUPID IDIOT!!! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-87085133614959717?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/87085133614959717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=87085133614959717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/87085133614959717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/87085133614959717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-i-stepped-on-broken-glass-on-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-2505606695191277231</id><published>2010-02-21T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:36:42.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;had to go amk with taxi,&lt;br /&gt;and my mom was confusing the taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;"where do you want to exit?"&lt;br /&gt;"ang mo kio avenue 3"&lt;br /&gt;"eh no 5."&lt;br /&gt;Then after that?&lt;br /&gt;"ang mo kio avenue 6"&lt;br /&gt;"eh no 10."&lt;br /&gt;"eh wait. before that is avenue 4."&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor driver.&lt;br /&gt;anyway swimming was okay.&lt;br /&gt;4.01 today.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb what i usually did.&lt;br /&gt;emily's boyfriend came today too.&lt;br /&gt;AM test, last week of march.&lt;br /&gt;piano exam, 18 march.&lt;br /&gt;what the crap, i cannot miss school. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow common test start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im practicing piano like siao lah.&lt;br /&gt;i think after piano exam my hands will be temporarily out of order.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i destroyed my wrist doing scales in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, had dinner at grand hotel pacific just now.&lt;br /&gt;LOBSTER!&lt;br /&gt;SHARK FIN!&lt;br /&gt;STEAM FISH!&lt;br /&gt;ABALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay, the birthday cake was like durian flavour,&lt;br /&gt;so thank god my cousin bought me a chocolate cake of my own to eat.&lt;br /&gt;for herself too. (:&lt;br /&gt;the -no durian zone-&lt;br /&gt;exclusive club yeah.&lt;br /&gt;which no one else wants to join. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;everybody seem so happy just now.&lt;br /&gt;and OHOH by the way,&lt;br /&gt;i wore a SKIRT.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, not counting uniform,&lt;br /&gt;i have not worn a skirt in like 3 years. i think.&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to wear some white spaghetti stripe top,&lt;br /&gt;with a black mini skirt,&lt;br /&gt;a black coatie thing,&lt;br /&gt;and boots.&lt;br /&gt;i wore SKIRT and BOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;and i carried a PURSE.&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so girl in my life! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;not counting modern dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYY.&lt;br /&gt;its like stuff are coming up one after another.&lt;br /&gt;well, good.&lt;br /&gt;the more things to keep me busy the better.&lt;br /&gt;at least i wont keep anyhow think. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i think,&lt;br /&gt;i talk to myself too much nowadays. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2505606695191277231?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/2505606695191277231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=2505606695191277231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2505606695191277231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2505606695191277231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7459333026885637807</id><published>2010-02-18T20:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:40:57.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S391n-xVkbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/PpvOrOgc8qI/s1600-h/BEN_10_ALL_ALIENS_by_venetia_the_hedgehog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S391n-xVkbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/PpvOrOgc8qI/s400/BEN_10_ALL_ALIENS_by_venetia_the_hedgehog.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440196204612129202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S30yKnLV4sI/AAAAAAAAAZg/e7DhS2Q5vdI/s1600-h/ben10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S30yKnLV4sI/AAAAAAAAAZg/e7DhS2Q5vdI/s400/ben10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559082830062274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S30yZYxmMXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AUUKH5XFcDc/s1600-h/3154293461_bd887601a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S30yZYxmMXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AUUKH5XFcDc/s400/3154293461_bd887601a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559336662020466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN 10 ALIEN FORCE! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;where the hell is alien x??? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S39y_xDYptI/AAAAAAAAAZw/O-drH5NKM0s/s1600-h/tt25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S39y_xDYptI/AAAAAAAAAZw/O-drH5NKM0s/s400/tt25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440193314711709394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S39zAEBseDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/yhW_YcNbxY8/s1600-h/TeenTitans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S39zAEBseDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/yhW_YcNbxY8/s400/TeenTitans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440193319804893234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEEN TITANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL im being so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but theyre so awesome. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7459333026885637807?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7459333026885637807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7459333026885637807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7459333026885637807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7459333026885637807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-10-ben-10-alien-force-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S391n-xVkbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/PpvOrOgc8qI/s72-c/BEN_10_ALL_ALIENS_by_venetia_the_hedgehog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4601968103480182552</id><published>2010-02-16T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:31:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S3qB5Xk9-_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/B9my-ZX-1IM/s1600-h/4322566726_3fd93cdbf8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S3qB5Xk9-_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/B9my-ZX-1IM/s400/4322566726_3fd93cdbf8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438802322584894450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN CAN I GET MY BOX BACK!?&lt;br /&gt;Music: We Are Golden - MIKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright today wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;morning i basically played collapse all the way.&lt;br /&gt;then after noon went cwp with my sister to watch...&lt;br /&gt;PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS: THE LIGHTNING THEIF&lt;br /&gt;awesome movie. (:&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;then when we came out we saw mark and michael.&lt;br /&gt;mark was staring blankly waving&lt;br /&gt;my sister did the same.&lt;br /&gt;me and michael just stare at each other with mouths open.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;epic scene.&lt;br /&gt;and then went downstairs to buy my long john silver fries.&lt;br /&gt;and lucky me,&lt;br /&gt;andrei and kingston saw me.&lt;br /&gt;at first they said hello,&lt;br /&gt;and then the stupid question came out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ate my fries,&lt;br /&gt;waited for my father and mother,&lt;br /&gt;then went to casablanca to bai nian.&lt;br /&gt;go my uncle house.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod he has a ps3!&lt;br /&gt;then explored abit.&lt;br /&gt;look down the window,&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of people,&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw jianye swimming. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casablanca has many angmos, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;its like, they are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;then went to vista point for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;because we skipped lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at midnight yesterday kim showed me this video,&lt;br /&gt;MTV's best kiss award.&lt;br /&gt;WTF it was so hot lah.&lt;br /&gt;its like the connection was so good,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they clinged on was like,&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;how nice if i could experience it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing control again.&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn self control better. -.-&lt;br /&gt;today was important so nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;im getting so used to this,&lt;br /&gt;like some circle of live revolving around technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4601968103480182552?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4601968103480182552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4601968103480182552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4601968103480182552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4601968103480182552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-can-i-get-my-box-back-music-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/S3qB5Xk9-_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/B9my-ZX-1IM/s72-c/4322566726_3fd93cdbf8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3159731846584269499</id><published>2010-02-16T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:16:31.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howie: I hate valentine.&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa: I hate valentines too.&lt;br /&gt;Hsiang Wee: I hate valentines three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3159731846584269499?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3159731846584269499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3159731846584269499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3159731846584269499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3159731846584269499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/howie-i-hate-valentine.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4497879098021791182</id><published>2010-02-14T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:15:51.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so little relatives to visit i can go off at like 12.&lt;br /&gt;today is 14 febuary.&lt;br /&gt;and on this day 365 days ago, was probably the best day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;and so i shall celebrate that myself.&lt;br /&gt;honestly i have a really SMALL family. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course i went to bai nian,&lt;br /&gt;1st house: Grandmother's house. (father side)&lt;br /&gt;2nd house: i duno where, but got one green duck chair.&lt;br /&gt;3rd house: The place where i watched soccer on tv. chelsea- arsenal (3-1) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;4th house: The place where i ate the jelly and peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;5th house: Grandmother's house. (mother's side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly didnt expect to get much money this year,&lt;br /&gt;and i was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the entire after noon from 4-10pm&lt;br /&gt;playing wii guitar hero, band hero, just dance, sing it.&lt;br /&gt;and ps3. i duno what the hell those games are,&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i did alot of shootings with guns and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;just dance on wii was super funny,&lt;br /&gt;i almost felt like rolling on the floor to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;its like WHO LET THE DOGS OUT.&lt;br /&gt;the shake the wii control like siao like spasm. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i probably looked seriously stupid. but it was awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;just wait till i buy it.&lt;br /&gt;then i can trash kor kor kelvin in guitar hero. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think it would be this difficult to keep my mind busy.&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded SAW and shutter (2004 version) to watch.&lt;br /&gt;but its really starting to freak me out mentally&lt;br /&gt;and i have been scaring my parents,&lt;br /&gt;by starting to scream in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start on SAW 2 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this still doesnt work i dont know what to do already.&lt;br /&gt;what could be worse then using saw to distract my mind. hah.&lt;br /&gt;i guess seeing a couple of body parts being ripped of should at least help the least bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, CNY is over for me.&lt;br /&gt;at least for the celebrating part.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even wear anything new,&lt;br /&gt;except for my blue tank top,&lt;br /&gt;everything else came from stone age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! my mission is like going no where.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i keep forgetting to carry out PLAN CC.&lt;br /&gt;but from the way im seeing it,&lt;br /&gt;its definitely confirmed now.&lt;br /&gt;because anna said PLAN YP had only house no.&lt;br /&gt;my father was actually using his phone while driving just now,&lt;br /&gt;he almost drove into the highway railings.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like carrying out PLAN SP.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i sound so stupid naming all this plans.&lt;br /&gt;but how far can kim and anna help me,&lt;br /&gt;im probably gonna have to do it alone when im like halfway through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i trying to find activities on march holidays to feel up,&lt;br /&gt;there are 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;i cancel out sundays cos they are already filled,&lt;br /&gt;so thats 7 days left.&lt;br /&gt;on the 13th i got my lifeguard job at milo triathlon in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and a jj lin youth CNY concert at night.&lt;br /&gt;on the 18th, is my piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th, is the ntuc 5km run.&lt;br /&gt;sooo,&lt;br /&gt;4 days left.&lt;br /&gt;monday tuesday wednesday friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is taking me to watch percy jackson and the lightning thief,&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday!. :D&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;my mood is kinda good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i just love the feeling when those things flow through me.&lt;br /&gt;its like... i dont even know how to describe my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;and yet im being banned from letting it flow through me.&lt;br /&gt;shessh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i have posted long enough. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4497879098021791182?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4497879098021791182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4497879098021791182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4497879098021791182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4497879098021791182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/honestly-i-have-really-small-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3987341531026352265</id><published>2010-02-14T08:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:46:07.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day/ Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>i have so little relatives to visit i can go off at like 12.&lt;br /&gt;today is 14 febuary.&lt;br /&gt;and on this day 365 days ago,&lt;br /&gt;was probably the best day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;and so i shall celebrate that myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister intends to buy me a bikini for my birthday. -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;its still months away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3987341531026352265?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3987341531026352265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3987341531026352265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3987341531026352265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3987341531026352265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-chinese-new-year.html' title='Valentines Day/ Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3773060216322890764</id><published>2010-02-12T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:44:17.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title: Happy Valentines. (:&lt;br /&gt;Mood: okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;Music: Starstrukk - 3OH!3 feat. Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my entire life,&lt;br /&gt;secondary school is probably one of my smallest problems,&lt;br /&gt;yet when youre in the middle of it,&lt;br /&gt;you find it so big,&lt;br /&gt;when you grow older and look back,&lt;br /&gt;you probably burst out laughing finding this all so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so when youre in the middle of it,&lt;br /&gt;you feel like making it all okay,&lt;br /&gt;because you just want to enjoy your secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;and yet again,&lt;br /&gt;when you grow older and look back,&lt;br /&gt;you would have found it a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you do things now you always find it so important,&lt;br /&gt;and definitely in the future,&lt;br /&gt;you look back and will go,&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have done this this this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet sometimes you also get the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;that when you grow older,&lt;br /&gt;for certain situations,&lt;br /&gt;you will feel that you did it right,&lt;br /&gt;no regrets, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you are making full use of life,&lt;br /&gt;when youre happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the older you grow,&lt;br /&gt;the more you know,&lt;br /&gt;the more you experience.&lt;br /&gt;you meet people of different types,&lt;br /&gt;you learn how to control yourselves over stupid ones,&lt;br /&gt;make friends with the type you like,&lt;br /&gt;and fall in love with people you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not me to go on about stuff like that,&lt;br /&gt;its the first time.&lt;br /&gt;in primary school,&lt;br /&gt;i probably never even knew,&lt;br /&gt;that this sort of things could even happen.&lt;br /&gt;and its also stupid to keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;i know so.&lt;br /&gt;but its just too wonderful to forget.&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately i didnt put it in the box i gave anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;because in my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this is just something that would passby,&lt;br /&gt;something that once happened.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing that has happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and best of all,&lt;br /&gt;you meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idiotic&lt;/span&gt; people who thinks you like them,&lt;br /&gt;meet people who you really like.&lt;br /&gt;people who praise you and see you perfect,&lt;br /&gt;people who insult you and avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one day you go to heaven and look down,&lt;br /&gt;its like looking at sims 1902382910573486539.&lt;br /&gt;the big earth gameset,&lt;br /&gt;where you see people going on with life,&lt;br /&gt;having fun,&lt;br /&gt;being sad,&lt;br /&gt;learning things,&lt;br /&gt;and hope for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you fall in love in secondary school,&lt;br /&gt;its just a trial.&lt;br /&gt;some might seem real,&lt;br /&gt;others just a plain mistake.&lt;br /&gt;but you experience it,&lt;br /&gt;lose it,&lt;br /&gt;get on with life.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7083032256165907888</id><published>2010-02-11T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:32:05.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a very big urge,&lt;br /&gt;to insult ALOT of people now.&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;im irritating alot of people currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads to alot of people hating me right now.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently my mood has changed again,&lt;br /&gt;and i cant be bothered. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;i duno who to thank also.&lt;br /&gt;anyway that aside,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like some kind of spy,&lt;br /&gt;and kimberly and anna as my apprentices.&lt;br /&gt;apparently my family feels that im one too.&lt;br /&gt;whenever they need someone to hide something they tell me,&lt;br /&gt;simply because i do it without asking questions then keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mission impossible theme song-&lt;br /&gt;*hops around with a magnifying glass*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suddenly excited.&lt;br /&gt;about meditation.&lt;br /&gt;kim will get what i mean. (:&lt;br /&gt;i want to do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and im hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is overloading already.&lt;br /&gt;its like i keep being happy,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly sad then angry&lt;br /&gt;then okay, then betrayed,&lt;br /&gt;then regretful, then now i feel like as if i dont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is coming and i have no valentine.&lt;br /&gt;which is... normal. ._. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall make flowers and give my friends or something.&lt;br /&gt;and then stuff myself with chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;because i love chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and mother are talking as if they had some kinda,&lt;br /&gt;throat operation?&lt;br /&gt;funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;i feel like karate-chopping the phone book,&lt;br /&gt;because it only gives house numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about time i started to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1657591963089859804?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1657591963089859804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1657591963089859804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1657591963089859804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1657591963089859804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/title-soft-toy-rose-mood-swinging-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8772312117658359614</id><published>2010-02-10T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:20:35.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soft toy rose</title><content type='html'>would i give anything to go back and fix it right...&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately there's no time machine in this world.&lt;br /&gt;when there is,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to go and try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to move.&lt;br /&gt;its like standing on chewing gum on train tracks.&lt;br /&gt;i want to move, i have to move.&lt;br /&gt;one week isnt enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant really hold that much longer or its gonna crush me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through every bit reminds me of a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;i once had,&lt;br /&gt;i once lost.&lt;br /&gt;happy and yet sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;the feel of it, is like better then any gift in the world,&lt;br /&gt;any place any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking of it,&lt;br /&gt;my mind is starting to move so slow.&lt;br /&gt;when kim asked me if i wanted nuggets,&lt;br /&gt;i had to take 10 seconds to remember what were nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sad because i dont have it,&lt;br /&gt;im sad because i ended it.&lt;br /&gt;and thats what destroyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world isnt even real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i thought family members were the people who never lied to you.&lt;br /&gt;and yet i just found out so many secrets.&lt;br /&gt;that i thought would never even exist throughout my life.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was the lucky one,&lt;br /&gt;never with huge issues.&lt;br /&gt;and yet i found out even this sort of things could happen.&lt;br /&gt;if you could hide something like that,&lt;br /&gt;who knows what your whole family is hiding from you?&lt;br /&gt;trust no one.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;but how can you survive like that.&lt;br /&gt;fourteen years of my life,&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was born&lt;br /&gt;in a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;everybody is a fake.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what is true and what is false anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i threw away what i need the most now.&lt;br /&gt;comfort, love, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happy,&lt;br /&gt;just a few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;then it suddenly hit me.&lt;br /&gt;like a huge rock.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised,&lt;br /&gt;what i had done,&lt;br /&gt;what i had lost.&lt;br /&gt;what a stupid STUPID idiot i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's really no point calling myself stupid anymore,&lt;br /&gt;because its already done.&lt;br /&gt;its about time i moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i could remember every detail,&lt;br /&gt;picture every detail,&lt;br /&gt;feel every detail once again.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know there was so many.&lt;br /&gt;im not throwing it away,&lt;br /&gt;im just locking it up from monday onwards,&lt;br /&gt;because i just cant afford to be crushed everytime i hear or see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can close my eyes, picture it,&lt;br /&gt;and when i open them,&lt;br /&gt;i have tears of joy flowing down my face.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even regret that it happened,&lt;br /&gt;because from what i see,&lt;br /&gt;its probably the best thing that has ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's some things in life you just can't forget,&lt;br /&gt;and i will remember this till i die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8772312117658359614?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8772312117658359614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8772312117658359614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8772312117658359614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the lake from one end to another.&lt;br /&gt;but we won!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod playing drums and shouting with 3/1 is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;campfire was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;flying fox was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;jungle trek was awesome, the night sky is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;eating together was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;mud bath and jetty jump was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;and i shouted "i love ******" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and weiheng kept going round and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the funniest part is like the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;try to act man,&lt;br /&gt;end up holding the rope with both hands with eyes shut,&lt;br /&gt;screaming "SIJIE SIJIE SIJIE SIJIE"&lt;br /&gt;today was "PEIKAI PEIKAI PEIKAI"&lt;br /&gt;and this performance was nicely shown by the one and only ng junjie. (:&lt;br /&gt;ok i was laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and the guys in my class use sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;my star gazing was spoilt man.&lt;br /&gt;because i had to face junjie and liana.&lt;br /&gt;and they were both... being very er ...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i started throwing rocks as far as i could because i was getting real bored.&lt;br /&gt;which then i came to realise i had been throwing everything at peikai. :/&lt;br /&gt;looks like it didnt go very far. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during meal times i actually entertain andy jihui and benjamin,&lt;br /&gt;by making a fool of myself.&lt;br /&gt;and andy has come to a conclusion that im scared of spiders.&lt;br /&gt;and that one was so effing big can.&lt;br /&gt;its funny to see people chiong for drinks. :D&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even use my plate.&lt;br /&gt;its so clean.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;theres like no doors.&lt;br /&gt;and we had to clean it. asudfcbashorinhaweul. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;and we had our tent collapsing on us for two nights.&lt;br /&gt;i had to sleep sitting down with my arms wrapped around my knees.&lt;br /&gt;woke up walking like some person with spinal injury.&lt;br /&gt;i wondering who was that person who was snoring so damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;i slept 2 hours ):&lt;br /&gt;someone had seizure before campfire. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason no one got bitten by leeches.&lt;br /&gt;which is awesome once again.&lt;br /&gt;i have so many marks all over myself.&lt;br /&gt;i was so dreading the bus ride today,&lt;br /&gt;until weiheng asked to sit with me.&lt;br /&gt;and that made my day,&lt;br /&gt;because i was so dreading to sit with jason goh.&lt;br /&gt;and weiheng is a lifesaver.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee~ so kind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that i saw kim in the other bus.&lt;br /&gt;and up till now i am wondering what was ashlie trying to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;and jianye was in front. i was so happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;i duno lah.&lt;br /&gt;that whole part made my day too.&lt;br /&gt;except for the later part where people started taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod i hope no one posts it. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took so long to go back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and now all i can think about is miss lim's a-maths test.&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2613910927370611674?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/2613910927370611674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=2613910927370611674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2613910927370611674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2613910927370611674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/sec-3-camp-was-just-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8485161132821630871</id><published>2010-02-01T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:57:28.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time: 10.19pm&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Neutral&lt;br /&gt;Music: Fairly Odd Parents Theme Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was first to finish physics test today.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;just scribbled through it then kept my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;probably got everything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but then whats new. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;look like some mad person running through basement one.&lt;br /&gt;everybody going out i chionging in.&lt;br /&gt;anyway mission complete. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;modern dance tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i hate tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;i havent finish chem&lt;br /&gt;and i havent started poa.&lt;br /&gt;and i honestly dont care.&lt;br /&gt;because i dont know how to do poa,&lt;br /&gt;and i left my chem book in school.&lt;br /&gt;ahh &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;mdm jo is going to fire me as chem rep one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay camp in 3 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;got my pills at doctor just. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thank god. i would die if i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent started packing yet.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fashion statement to girls,&lt;br /&gt;wearing a ten dollar shirt,&lt;br /&gt;and fbt of whatever colour&lt;br /&gt;with handphone strap around neck,&lt;br /&gt;just shows that you have no fashion sense,&lt;br /&gt;like that wear is to SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am test is end of january.&lt;br /&gt;no piano this week.&lt;br /&gt;gong xi fa cai to my sec 3 camp.&lt;br /&gt;i wondering if i will even fail my piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair seems longer.&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;bout time too.&lt;br /&gt;nabil just said to meet mr chong at 3 pm tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;im actually excited about that. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i took more then 40 minutes to post this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8485161132821630871?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8485161132821630871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8485161132821630871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8485161132821630871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8485161132821630871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5636798475605141086</id><published>2010-01-31T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:35:25.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time: 2.21pm&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Happy&lt;br /&gt;Music: I Know You Want Me - Pitbull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered why i decided to lock my blog in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;ah who cares.&lt;br /&gt;im getting happier each day.&lt;br /&gt;things are finally working out.&lt;br /&gt;72 hours on going.&lt;br /&gt;not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually excited for lifeguard training later.&lt;br /&gt;idk why.&lt;br /&gt;nicholas goh out of the blue started talking to me just now.&lt;br /&gt;people only talk to me cos they really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really desperate,&lt;br /&gt;no one else to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;then come to me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see resort world.&lt;br /&gt;who wanna come? (:&lt;br /&gt;universal studios $66 per ticket.&lt;br /&gt;im so not going this year.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to push my mother to work there&lt;br /&gt;so i can go in for free. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;not working. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like watching transformers again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where are all the dvds.&lt;br /&gt;probably in some random box at my grandmother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 camp in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;im excited.&lt;br /&gt;kim is freaking out about leeches.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;theyre not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;im just scared about infection thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually wrote down all the important dates to remember this year,&lt;br /&gt;and up next would of course be sec 3 camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so HAPPPYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod,&lt;br /&gt;im actually going hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;long time since i felt like that.&lt;br /&gt;like primary school.&lt;br /&gt;good days. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haipaitianxin - ep13 tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;last episode somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously getting mad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like swinging on the fan on my celing.&lt;br /&gt;going round and round and round.&lt;br /&gt;you spin my head right round right round~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you get in a relationship problem,&lt;br /&gt;just say the 3 words you know everyone wants to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;was wrong. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5636798475605141086?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5636798475605141086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5636798475605141086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5636798475605141086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5636798475605141086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5541167271669895355</id><published>2010-01-30T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:28:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-item"&gt;Time: 7.24pm&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Music: Bring Me To Life - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;not as bad as i thought it would be. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rubberpencil/pic/000012s5/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rubberpencil/pic/000012s5/s320x240" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright man.&lt;br /&gt;class 3/9.&lt;br /&gt;some of it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;the rest stuck in 7/11&lt;br /&gt;3/9 isnt that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;i got awesome friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;like haiqal and haiqal. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;both my table buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i just cant wait for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;havent done my homework.&lt;br /&gt;haipaitianxin channel 56!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see his face i not happy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;because it makes me so sad.&lt;br /&gt;and hopeful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;but still sad.&lt;br /&gt;i also not the type to fight for this.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod no chance alrd. D:&lt;br /&gt;but good also lah.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is getting better right now.&lt;br /&gt;for once. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="entry-item"&gt;hai pai tian xin episode 13 finished! (:&lt;br /&gt;wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one down, 12 to go.&lt;br /&gt;finally senior resuscitation is over.&lt;br /&gt;PASSED! WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO. yeah baby!!!~&lt;br /&gt;i got a job at sentosa triathlon lifeguard!!! $10/hour&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;free shirts, free milo, free lunch,&lt;br /&gt;what could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;i still cannot get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;somehow no matter how many times,&lt;br /&gt;you still wont like it.&lt;br /&gt;im actually counting,&lt;br /&gt;5 or 6 times.&lt;br /&gt;im probably the worse 14 year old girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;no one could get this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE BEN10! and teen titans.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why no one else does.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its actually kinds nice.&lt;br /&gt;their jokes arent lame. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up would be piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i pass.&lt;br /&gt;i wayyyyyy behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister threw my blanket on the floor cos i chased her out. &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5541167271669895355?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5541167271669895355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5541167271669895355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5541167271669895355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5541167271669895355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/01/singapore-flyer.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-748344290590023549</id><published>2010-01-18T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:01:27.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is passing so fast now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is real in this world.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God was bored he decided to make a toy set for himself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody mean what they say&lt;br /&gt;even your own father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ni yao ni jiu xiang yao de ren zai ni shen bian,&lt;br /&gt;na ge ren hui xiao shi,&lt;br /&gt;hao xiang huo zai yu xia,&lt;br /&gt;yong yuan bu neng ba ta zhao hui lai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably beat myself up for losing the chance.&lt;br /&gt;but thank myself that i ended it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres really no such thing as love that last forever on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;neither does it exsist at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-748344290590023549?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/748344290590023549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=748344290590023549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/748344290590023549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/748344290590023549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-is-passing-so-fast-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3130394480282799997</id><published>2010-01-13T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:24:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime after i watch hai pai tian xin i will post.&lt;br /&gt;sad. as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss lim didnt come today.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if thats a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;i keep forgetting to ask the class to copy science,&lt;br /&gt;cos theres no time.&lt;br /&gt;mdm jo is going to scream at me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway since im back,&lt;br /&gt;i eating on the sofa with the blue chair as my table.&lt;br /&gt;mutton's joke on monday was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i missed my popping class D:&lt;br /&gt;to do chemistry homework properly.&lt;br /&gt;but thats more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was weird.&lt;br /&gt;when i was going to english class,&lt;br /&gt;i found kelvin singing barbie world,&lt;br /&gt;and george dancing to sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;weiheng taught me maths. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i got a mouth from kelvin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasted up modern dance posters.&lt;br /&gt;did photo collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for it to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3130394480282799997?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3130394480282799997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3130394480282799997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3130394480282799997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3130394480282799997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/01/everytime-after-i-watch-hai-pai-tian.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4294072826085863242</id><published>2010-01-04T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:39:01.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished hai pai tian xin.&lt;br /&gt;its so sad.&lt;br /&gt;3 episodes to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway first day if school and i already did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get alot of scolding tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;all my forms are still under my table.&lt;br /&gt;and my modern dance stuff are still in woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;not that i can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;teacher donno fly where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hop later.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently thanks to the construction just now,&lt;br /&gt;i ended up sleeping on the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent bought my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4294072826085863242?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4294072826085863242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4294072826085863242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4294072826085863242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4294072826085863242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-finished-hai-pai-tian-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1817583721280949753</id><published>2009-12-29T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:33:07.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised i stare at people alot.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because they have bad fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabelle woke at 4am screaming last night.&lt;br /&gt;im never going to get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;luckily they have alot of movies.&lt;br /&gt;or i will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerospace electronics is 14 points at ngee ann poly. hahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai pai tian xin is out on demand tv. lol.&lt;br /&gt;episode 9 was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna take her forever to find out that hes da lang.&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid christina.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to wait another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lim didnt book the test this coming sunday.&lt;br /&gt;and thats a relief.&lt;br /&gt;because nothing is in my head yet.&lt;br /&gt;at least i will see emily on the test day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lim tested us on the cpr steps,&lt;br /&gt;and if we were wrong he threw his watch at us.&lt;br /&gt;it ended up quite funny lah,&lt;br /&gt;after AM, i probably can stop swimming,&lt;br /&gt;cos i gotta wait another year for distinction and pool life guard.&lt;br /&gt;which means im stuck with jasper and eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least now i got something to look forward to every evening.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;today will be fun, its jkpop baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1817583721280949753?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1817583721280949753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1817583721280949753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1817583721280949753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1817583721280949753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realised-i-stare-at-people-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-112440728161836405</id><published>2009-12-24T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:55:21.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dragon is hopping on me now. :D&lt;br /&gt;sausage dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we did jkpop on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry is the offcial warm up dance.&lt;br /&gt;awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was popping and locking,&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders are so sore now.&lt;br /&gt;and my triceps are twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is watching the television,&lt;br /&gt;so now im studying part 1/21 of senior resuscitation,&lt;br /&gt;anatomy and physiology.&lt;br /&gt;when shes done i will watch transformers again.&lt;br /&gt;i need action.&lt;br /&gt;apparently dark knight didnt have much of that.&lt;br /&gt;i just love the parts where joker comes out.&lt;br /&gt;it hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and im the only one who thinks so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas party tonight.&lt;br /&gt;everybody is busy cooking now.&lt;br /&gt;and dragon is digging bones from the dustbin,&lt;br /&gt;and burying them under the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my future has been set for me,&lt;br /&gt;go np, areospace technology&lt;br /&gt;i honestly prefer electronics.&lt;br /&gt;then join NRA.&lt;br /&gt;my sister is already working on my dpa folder for me.&lt;br /&gt;which is... good? i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss northoaks.&lt;br /&gt;i havent bought my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-112440728161836405?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/112440728161836405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=112440728161836405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/112440728161836405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/112440728161836405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/12/dragon-is-hopping-on-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6225224659639757812</id><published>2009-12-21T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:45:25.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like i am living in a farm.&lt;br /&gt;its either the dog or the chicken who wakes me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished hai pai tian xin episode 8.&lt;br /&gt;spent my time just now watching the first transformers movie.&lt;br /&gt;realised it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finally got everything done.&lt;br /&gt;i even just filled up the form.&lt;br /&gt;handing it up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people who talk emo or about complicated life,&lt;br /&gt;and what unbreakable love crap,&lt;br /&gt;have no life.&lt;br /&gt;and guys, who look at chiobu all day,&lt;br /&gt;or go looking for girlfriends,&lt;br /&gt;also have no life.&lt;br /&gt;and people who go crazy over idols,&lt;br /&gt;singers actors whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;are just as dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerospace technology.&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6225224659639757812?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6225224659639757812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4166671898016944021</id><published>2009-12-15T14:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:08:04.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent read anyone's blog in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays im lazy to on com,&lt;br /&gt;charge my phone,&lt;br /&gt;reply messages,&lt;br /&gt;talk on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;it a good thing anyway. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two broken fingers,&lt;br /&gt;glass scratches,&lt;br /&gt;two leg bandages,&lt;br /&gt;and bone reconstruction&lt;br /&gt;operation over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking how i should construct my behaviour next year.&lt;br /&gt;i actually i figured out something.&lt;br /&gt;i think that idea is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;although its probably gonna make some people unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;not that those people are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway wood is done,&lt;br /&gt;with a semi gloss,&lt;br /&gt;because full gloss is just like the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;marble is done with a full wax.&lt;br /&gt;its smooth.&lt;br /&gt;my family were all sleeping on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;we got the measurment wrong for the wiring.&lt;br /&gt;and probably gonna have to redo it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been spending my time exploring shopping centres,&lt;br /&gt;tampanies mall century square and tampanies one.&lt;br /&gt;not like theres much.&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis practically finished exploring all 3,&lt;br /&gt;in like 2 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jurong point yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;awesome. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i can spend a whole day there if i had money.&lt;br /&gt;which i dont,&lt;br /&gt;so thats out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;before that we went white sands in pasir ris,&lt;br /&gt;and some shopping centre in simei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting used to tampanies now.&lt;br /&gt;and anyway its quite convenient.&lt;br /&gt;at least from where i am.&lt;br /&gt;but im bored.&lt;br /&gt;came back yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;to find jiejie meiyan and korkor kelvin,&lt;br /&gt;dying their hair pink.&lt;br /&gt;and annabelle screaming wildly.&lt;br /&gt;she sticks to my sister like glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is good,&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont know how to entertain kids.&lt;br /&gt;i usually end up making them cry in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;im so bored now,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want entertainment from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i shall find ways to occupy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai pai tian xin ep 6 was a mess -.-&lt;br /&gt;only toilet bowl part nice.&lt;br /&gt;aft watching like 4, 5, and 7,&lt;br /&gt;6 is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go watch a movie now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4166671898016944021?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4166671898016944021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4166671898016944021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4166671898016944021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4166671898016944021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-havent-read-anyones-blog-in-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3249761825163969951</id><published>2009-12-08T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:51:37.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watching hai pai tian xin now.&lt;br /&gt;totally forgot to watch it on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on a dining table,&lt;br /&gt;with korkor kelvin and jiejie meiyan&lt;br /&gt;wasnt what i thought i would be doing this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my parents,&lt;br /&gt;for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing it.&lt;br /&gt;i actually slash my sis with scissors yesterday back in northoaks.&lt;br /&gt;my father starting blasting at me.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual i kepy quiet.&lt;br /&gt;everytime im angry everything comes out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to go crazy over this particular thing,&lt;br /&gt;i would feel like some typical american teenager.&lt;br /&gt;but i honestly love it.&lt;br /&gt;i want it.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had it.&lt;br /&gt;its probably the thing i want most now.&lt;br /&gt;and to go over it i will feel empty headed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3249761825163969951?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3249761825163969951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4947719689196961978</id><published>2009-12-04T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:11:30.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new house new school new people new family new surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not beaten till i quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4947719689196961978?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4947719689196961978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-302491795930920128</id><published>2009-12-01T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:13:17.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUBEAT is sooo cool can. :D&lt;br /&gt;gonna play with gerald,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i miss my house. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-302491795930920128?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/302491795930920128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=302491795930920128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/302491795930920128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/302491795930920128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/12/jubeat-is-sooo-cool-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1305930626288283596</id><published>2009-11-29T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:52:12.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1305930626288283596?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1305930626288283596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1305930626288283596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1305930626288283596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1305930626288283596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-414546227564713716</id><published>2009-11-24T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:20:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SwvgVeG9pNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NHldKue3QDA/s1600/Funny-Pictures-+_28_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SwvgVeG9pNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NHldKue3QDA/s400/Funny-Pictures-+_28_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407662437052556498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phineas and ferb is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;hai pai tian xin take very long to come leh. D:&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the next one omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;my sis made me hard boiled egg for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;took me to mos burger for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;then we went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;saw chi yao again.&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered i promised sean to update my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently hes gonna teach me how to fly! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark has H1N1,&lt;br /&gt;there goes my guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go visit him tomorrow anyway.&lt;br /&gt;piano is on thursday this week.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall practise 3 hours tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days left.&lt;br /&gt;no one would notice anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-414546227564713716?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/414546227564713716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=414546227564713716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/414546227564713716'/><link 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i feel as if im not born in the right family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she meant well.&lt;br /&gt;i thought maybe,&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i just went with it for once,&lt;br /&gt;maybe there will be a good outcome.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;but i just didnt want to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;i just hoped everyday,&lt;br /&gt;that maybe one day, things would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there are no 100% perfect humans in this world,&lt;br /&gt;there are only more then 50% good ones.&lt;br /&gt;but why is it,&lt;br /&gt;that those around me,&lt;br /&gt;are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;why is it,&lt;br /&gt;that all of them are like that.&lt;br /&gt;and why is it,&lt;br /&gt;that i always feel i have no one to turn to,&lt;br /&gt;when i have so many friends!&lt;br /&gt;and why is it,&lt;br /&gt;that the world is like that to me,&lt;br /&gt;when its happening to no one else i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care,&lt;br /&gt;even if,&lt;br /&gt;i live in four white walls with a carpet.&lt;br /&gt;if im happy everyday,&lt;br /&gt;and all of my family is happy everyday,&lt;br /&gt;and i at least,&lt;br /&gt;get to show,&lt;br /&gt;that i remember my friends birthday,&lt;br /&gt;or even care about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine,&lt;br /&gt;you say you dont love me.&lt;br /&gt;im okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;dont love then keep me in the house for what!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3147594879900238142?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3147594879900238142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7541053584022406970</id><published>2009-11-21T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:05:52.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIMBERLY MARIA BRACKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. today wasnt very good.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find my dare group.&lt;br /&gt;duno they fly until where D:&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;my mother got irritated for no reason again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my statements were proved this evening.&lt;br /&gt;theyre really all a bunch of jerks.&lt;br /&gt;not friends at all.&lt;br /&gt;just attention seekers.&lt;br /&gt;bastards.&lt;br /&gt;everybody is the same -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i-see ceram. ;DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6474359525505588468</id><published>2009-11-20T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:01:06.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont want anybody to pity me,&lt;br /&gt;or ask me to cheer up whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;because to me it just seems as if you wanna bribe me,&lt;br /&gt;into telling me youre a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;honestly i dont give a shit whether youre nice or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my sister was kind enough,&lt;br /&gt;to take my to seoul garden today.&lt;br /&gt;it made me happpyy. (:&lt;br /&gt;and then, her friend arrived.&lt;br /&gt;went home for piano.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt as bad as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;although my fingering is&lt;br /&gt;horrible&lt;br /&gt;terrible&lt;br /&gt;vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tomorrow theres dare. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod im excited.&lt;br /&gt;im scared of sitting in the car when my mother drives.&lt;br /&gt;so im praying hard my father is free tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;or will beg for train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people really dont mean what they say. -.-&lt;br /&gt;all rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i really getting used to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6474359525505588468?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6474359525505588468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6474359525505588468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6474359525505588468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6474359525505588468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-want-anybody-to-pity-me-or-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-2249240640205331570</id><published>2009-11-19T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:15:53.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dance camp was just simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how else to put it.&lt;br /&gt;i worked so hard on choreo with zoey and bianca,&lt;br /&gt;and overall im proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since monday besides dance camp,&lt;br /&gt;nothing good has happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;from scolding to not being welcomed home,&lt;br /&gt;to not getting the choice i want,&lt;br /&gt;to missing the birthday party i promised kim to go to,&lt;br /&gt;to my mother over reacting over my friends,&lt;br /&gt;to my father over reacting over transferring school again,&lt;br /&gt;just because i didnt get into double science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess combine isnt all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;besides, watching 2012 today with my sis,&lt;br /&gt;totally made my day.&lt;br /&gt;while gazing at prototype original.&lt;br /&gt;and eating lunch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far im controlling myself well,&lt;br /&gt;not arguing and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;i dont communicate with my parents unless i have to.&lt;br /&gt;now they think something is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;that dance camp didnt go well or something.&lt;br /&gt;not that they care.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even get a hi when i came back.&lt;br /&gt;in fact,&lt;br /&gt;they seemed quite unhappy to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;i seem to get very irritated easily.&lt;br /&gt;my mother,&lt;br /&gt;always to scared to admit shes wrong,&lt;br /&gt;my father,&lt;br /&gt;according to himself,&lt;br /&gt;is never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so ultimately,&lt;br /&gt;i am always wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay,&lt;br /&gt;even i have no proper family,&lt;br /&gt;no freedom,&lt;br /&gt;no money,&lt;br /&gt;no happiness,&lt;br /&gt;and almost no more friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i still got some left who really cares,&lt;br /&gt;although things never turn out the way i think they do.&lt;br /&gt;but i have a home,&lt;br /&gt;a room, a bed, food.&lt;br /&gt;and no missing limbs.&lt;br /&gt;im the luckiest girl in the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that one day in my life,&lt;br /&gt;i wake up,&lt;br /&gt;and for once,&lt;br /&gt;everything is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2249240640205331570?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/2249240640205331570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=2249240640205331570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2249240640205331570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2249240640205331570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/dance-camp-was-just-simply-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4669803727173744152</id><published>2009-11-16T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:06:05.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of people is asking where did my links and cbox go,&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want it there.&lt;br /&gt;you may unlink me if you want, its up to you,&lt;br /&gt;but if you dont, youre wonderful. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning was.. well superior.&lt;br /&gt;my father blasted at me in front of anna.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's dance was fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;me and zoey are having a hard time communicating with 2 of the sec 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i decided,&lt;br /&gt;to change once and for all,&lt;br /&gt;change my choice of friends,&lt;br /&gt;my attitude,&lt;br /&gt;and behavior.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i shall listen to whatever my parents say.&lt;br /&gt;they say what, i do what.&lt;br /&gt;if im wrong, then im wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i wont argue anymore.&lt;br /&gt;they ask my practice piano, i practice.&lt;br /&gt;they dont ask me, i also practice.&lt;br /&gt;they say dont go out,&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i will stop the begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna stop cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;i will talk only when im supposed to,&lt;br /&gt;not more than that.&lt;br /&gt;i will not tell jokes anymore,&lt;br /&gt;and interact less.&lt;br /&gt;and no chatting.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do my last job on conveying two messages. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i become some goody two shoes,&lt;br /&gt;and people start to think im nerd and dislike me,&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this shows who your real friends are.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad theres a overnight stay tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;it will give me time to think,&lt;br /&gt;on what to do when i get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get a great lashing from my dad when he gets home.&lt;br /&gt;i will probably agree with everything he says.&lt;br /&gt;he says im immature,&lt;br /&gt;then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;i shall tell myself to learn to be more mature.&lt;br /&gt;i realise those people really werent who i thought they were,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, normal parents,&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt want their child to suffer,&lt;br /&gt;so ultimately, if i do whatever they say,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt suffer.&lt;br /&gt;i usually dont do the things basically because i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;so now,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it might do me some good.&lt;br /&gt;live my life without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my parents die one day,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to end up telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;"the last thing you did was to make them unhappy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4669803727173744152?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4669803727173744152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4669803727173744152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4669803727173744152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4669803727173744152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/alot-of-people-is-asking-where-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-1249993641307102223</id><published>2009-11-15T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:28:40.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is kindness?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Er... see uncle selling tissue paper then buy from him lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was faith factor.&lt;br /&gt;the thing was a toy eel.&lt;br /&gt;the contestants were blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: So what do you think it is?&lt;br /&gt;Contestant 1: a solid horfun&lt;br /&gt;Contestant2: a manufactured agar agar&lt;br /&gt;Contestant 3: stuffed pig intestine.&lt;br /&gt;LOLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im going danz people next week officially.&lt;br /&gt;surfing is canceled thanks to the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;the whole of December i've got no where to stay.&lt;br /&gt;i either stay at my uncle's house in casablanka,&lt;br /&gt;or i randomly go rent some house for a month.&lt;br /&gt;or a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway going out with emily and yuting to orchard!!&lt;br /&gt;hah yes. i feel good about that.&lt;br /&gt;well the surprise is becoming a crash.&lt;br /&gt;im not surprised,&lt;br /&gt;thinks usually don't go the way i plan it.&lt;br /&gt;this is a wonderful example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spotlight disease can REALLY spread.&lt;br /&gt;expected. nowadays everyone is becoming like that.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going to the beach,&lt;br /&gt;with just one person,&lt;br /&gt;someone real close,&lt;br /&gt;go there chui feng and talk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i still got shooting lessons to come i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so its not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;my mother is childish,&lt;br /&gt;got angry just because i jerked my head away.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures of the taxi,&lt;br /&gt;have to download and send to my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a brilliant father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-1249993641307102223?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1249993641307102223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=1249993641307102223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1249993641307102223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/1249993641307102223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-kindness-answer-er.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-546713441488007297</id><published>2009-11-14T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:18:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is why i insist on taking public transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business seminar in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;afternoon went dare at suntec,&lt;br /&gt;was late, car accident number 3. -.-&lt;br /&gt;refer to statement above.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should confiscate my mother's driving license.&lt;br /&gt;after that bought a bag at marina,&lt;br /&gt;my family was not in a good mood,&lt;br /&gt;which meant my mood was crushed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;went admiralty for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take bus,&lt;br /&gt;my sis insisted on walking.&lt;br /&gt;and the result,&lt;br /&gt;i saw satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people say things,&lt;br /&gt;and yet they dont mean it at all.&lt;br /&gt;which means,&lt;br /&gt;act nice, act friendly,&lt;br /&gt;act popular, act cool.&lt;br /&gt;and best of all,&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to be my good friends.&lt;br /&gt;i take things very seriously,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe almost everything someone tells me.&lt;br /&gt;i fall for alot of lies, alot of acts,&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, i suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think,&lt;br /&gt;the problem is on me and not them.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt try to talk to people so much,&lt;br /&gt;and get to know them more.&lt;br /&gt;i should stop being so kpo,&lt;br /&gt;and ask so many questions,&lt;br /&gt;and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;i should stop believing everything,&lt;br /&gt;because this is the world.&lt;br /&gt;this is reality,&lt;br /&gt;and in reality, nobody is your friend except God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this person,&lt;br /&gt;must have everything i have,&lt;br /&gt;i show her this,&lt;br /&gt;she go and get it,&lt;br /&gt;i go into this,&lt;br /&gt;she wants to go in too,&lt;br /&gt;i have this,&lt;br /&gt;she must get one too.&lt;br /&gt;i got this hair,&lt;br /&gt;she must have the same hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i HATE it,&lt;br /&gt;when someone wants to have or do the same thing as me,&lt;br /&gt;because when they get it,&lt;br /&gt;or do it,&lt;br /&gt;i no longer have to mood to have/do whatever it is anymore.&lt;br /&gt;fuck the earth,&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind exploding in outer space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-546713441488007297?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/546713441488007297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=546713441488007297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/546713441488007297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/546713441488007297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-why-i-insist-on-taking-public.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6702024869146569914</id><published>2009-11-13T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:46:03.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished piano class.&lt;br /&gt;im sooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;the business seminar was... okay i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;now i need to get a suit for females. -.-&lt;br /&gt;later round two until 11pm. ahh D;&lt;br /&gt;wth is this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8844623316149894047</id><published>2009-11-10T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:08:27.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FedEx just came to my house. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;people with sunglasses. cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father wants me to go business seminars with him,&lt;br /&gt;for friday, saturday and sunday,&lt;br /&gt;each lasts for 12 hours. T.T&lt;br /&gt;10am-10pm. wthwthwth.&lt;br /&gt;when i go dance camp,&lt;br /&gt;my mind will probably be filled with financial,&lt;br /&gt;and accounting bla bla bla. -.-&lt;br /&gt;im probably gonna be the only 14 year old going there.&lt;br /&gt;and my father still say,&lt;br /&gt;"once the 3 days are over, i expect you to start you own business,&lt;br /&gt;not work for other people."&lt;br /&gt;hello? im still 14! start what business!&lt;br /&gt;sell lemonade ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danzpeople is awesome. ;D&lt;br /&gt;my father said he would take me surfing and shooting next month,&lt;br /&gt;finally. ._.&lt;br /&gt;shooting i go because he wants to,&lt;br /&gt;but surfing will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i hope, i will get wipeout alot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;still got one more art thing somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;3 year course. wth o.o&lt;br /&gt;which means,&lt;br /&gt;im really starting to fill up my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;which is gooood!&lt;br /&gt;i dont miss my swimming training. :D&lt;br /&gt;having 5 coaches shouting at you from street level isnt my thing. :/&lt;br /&gt;plus going back and forth at least 120 times everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had this dream last night,&lt;br /&gt;which reminded me,&lt;br /&gt;kelvin said, last time i told him to stop,&lt;br /&gt;now its his turn to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;and i still say it was okay, doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;last night i pictured this, um&lt;br /&gt;scene, that felt so real.&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so sad in my sleep before.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;it was a dream, but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its time to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8844623316149894047?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8844623316149894047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8844623316149894047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8844623316149894047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8844623316149894047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/fedex-just-came-to-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-9149460905157078341</id><published>2009-11-09T12:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:31:29.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is needed for reading</title><content type='html'>be prepared.... for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*you all still conferencing?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*stopped like&lt;br /&gt;*an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*chey LOL&lt;br /&gt;*i wanted to join&lt;br /&gt;*i am bored&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*everybody off liao&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL vivian's still hereeeee.&lt;br /&gt;*oh im so bored now&lt;br /&gt;*really&lt;br /&gt;*im gonna die soon&lt;br /&gt;*are you doing anything tmr.&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*i needa find something to do&lt;br /&gt;*i don't wanna waste away my holidays hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;*i've waited for this day&lt;br /&gt;*for so long&lt;br /&gt;*i mean&lt;br /&gt;*for this holiday for so long.&lt;br /&gt;*now i'm just typing alot cuz i like to see the letters come out&lt;br /&gt;*LOLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;*it looks interesting from the side.&lt;br /&gt;*so anw i bought a shirt today.&lt;br /&gt;*it's baggy&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*so i bought a baggy shirt today&lt;br /&gt;*and i saw chua chua too.&lt;br /&gt;*and his kids&lt;br /&gt;*his son is quite cute LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*it's about time you replied though.&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;*earth to clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;*Wait i shall try speaking properly.&lt;br /&gt;*Hello , Earth to Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;*It's about time you started replying .&lt;br /&gt;*Now i feel as though i'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;*Hello ?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you there?&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so incredibly bored now.&lt;br /&gt;*I've resorted to talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;*You're probably not even reading this but I really am very bored.&lt;br /&gt;*Hello , You're still not there?&lt;br /&gt;*I think you're just ignoring me now.&lt;br /&gt;*I don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;*You should reply by now.&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Dota?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Maplestory?&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;*You should reply you know , because now my neck hurts from reading all this sideways.&lt;br /&gt;*However, the words come out pretty cool so it still looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;*It's fun typing with such proper grammar, we should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*YOURE LIKE ELLSON&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*No wait, I should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*GIVE ME TEN PARAGRAPH&lt;br /&gt;*HELLOH&lt;br /&gt;*I NEVER SEE SOMEONE TYPE SO MUCH IN A ROW BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;*Well technically i'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not going on about how sad my life is also.&lt;br /&gt;*And you replied.&lt;br /&gt;*Thank goodness, i was starting to get bored tlaking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;*This is also why i finish compositions early , as i always have things to say.&lt;br /&gt;*Resulting in the ten paragraphs of crap as seen above.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so bored now.&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Dota?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*stop talking so fast&lt;br /&gt;*stoppit&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Maple?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*oi&lt;br /&gt;*kimberly maria bracken&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Why?&lt;br /&gt;*This is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;*I am extremely bored too.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*im so gonna post this conver&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*This increases typing skills, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so bored now.&lt;br /&gt;*That's why i'm typing so hysterically/.&lt;br /&gt;*OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;*THAT WAS A TYPO.&lt;br /&gt;*WE MUST FIX IT!&lt;br /&gt;*H&lt;br /&gt;*Y&lt;br /&gt;*S&lt;br /&gt;*T&lt;br /&gt;*E&lt;br /&gt;*R&lt;br /&gt;*I&lt;br /&gt;*C&lt;br /&gt;*A&lt;br /&gt;*L&lt;br /&gt;*L&lt;br /&gt;*Y&lt;br /&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;*Yes, that's better.&lt;br /&gt;*Now the sentence is fixed, i feel relieved.&lt;br /&gt;*Are you still going to post this?&lt;br /&gt;*You shouldn't , people will get bored with the first half , no?&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;*Why aren't you replying.&lt;br /&gt;*It's about time you replied.&lt;br /&gt;*What could you possibly be doing at 10:44 PM at night.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*i wuold, if you weren't going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*would*&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Dota?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Maplestory?&lt;br /&gt;*Or are you just as bored as me ?&lt;br /&gt;*I ask you so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;*You should answer some.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*no im not bored&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*shhh&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Oh then what are you doing.&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry , i'm extremely bored now.&lt;br /&gt;*And there's nobody else to terrorize.&lt;br /&gt;*So yes, i'm so sorry .&lt;br /&gt;*However, i sadly must say that i have to do this to you.&lt;br /&gt;*So , how you been.&lt;br /&gt;*How's life for you?&lt;br /&gt;*Has it been like a roller coaster?&lt;br /&gt;*I wonder how life has been for you.&lt;br /&gt;*You should update me about how you've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;*I've been worried sick.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm at home all day worrying about how you've been .&lt;br /&gt;*Do you not understand my pain?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*oh shuddup&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Give me awhile more.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;*I still like to hear the typing sound over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*i dont care if youre done.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*I like to watch the letters slowly flow out.&lt;br /&gt;*It's beautiful at some angles.&lt;br /&gt;*It really is.&lt;br /&gt;*You should try typing and looking at it from different angles.&lt;br /&gt;*So what are you doing now.&lt;br /&gt;*Are you play Dota?&lt;br /&gt;*OH NO&lt;br /&gt;*THAT WAS A GRAMMAR MISTAKE!&lt;br /&gt;*WE MUST FIX IT!&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Dota?&lt;br /&gt;*Okay, fixed.&lt;br /&gt;*Okay where was I ?&lt;br /&gt;*Oh right,&lt;br /&gt;*Are you playing Maple?&lt;br /&gt;*I doubt you rae.&lt;br /&gt;*OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;*THAT WAS A TYPO!!!&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*WE MUST FIX IT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;*a&lt;br /&gt;*r&lt;br /&gt;*e&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*KIMBERLY MARIA BRACKEN&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;*All done.&lt;br /&gt;*Oh my fingers are so cold.&lt;br /&gt;*So cold due to the air conditioner&lt;br /&gt;*That is currently blowing out cold air.&lt;br /&gt;*The cold air then sinks due to convection.&lt;br /&gt;*And thus, my hands are cold.&lt;br /&gt;*So very cold due to the cold air from the air conditioner that's blowing out cold air.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*you talking to me or yourself?&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*I'm talking to both.&lt;br /&gt;*You aren't replying.&lt;br /&gt;*Why are you not replying?&lt;br /&gt;*Am i being too pushy?&lt;br /&gt;*Are we over?&lt;br /&gt;*After all we've been through ?&lt;br /&gt;*You reject me so harshly?&lt;br /&gt;*I'm trying my very best to communicate with you here and you're just ignoring me like that?&lt;br /&gt;*I'm crushed.&lt;br /&gt;*My heart has just shattered into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;*I feel so cold inside.&lt;br /&gt;*I just can't believe you did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*wth&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*After five years, everything we did together.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*shuddup lah you&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Have you forgotten it all?&lt;br /&gt;*All the hardship , pain , laughter.&lt;br /&gt;*Everything.&lt;br /&gt;*And this is how you repay me?&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*By treating me like this?&lt;br /&gt;*You should go for an attitude check young lady.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*youre very noisy you know&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*I don't deserve this kind of treatment from you.&lt;br /&gt;*Don't test my patience young lady.&lt;br /&gt;*I've not been very strict with you.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL!&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*As i see you're trying your very best to make this partnership work between us, i try not to be strict with you.&lt;br /&gt;*However you have crossed the line today,&lt;br /&gt;*On this faithful day.&lt;br /&gt;*8th November.&lt;br /&gt;*2009 .&lt;br /&gt;*Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;*10:54 PM .&lt;br /&gt;*My heart broke into pieces for you.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*bullshit lah you. QUIET.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*See , you're getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;*I thought i've taught you well.&lt;br /&gt;*Apparently , my teachings weren't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*dont become like my mother&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*I believe you will excel in the future, will my teachings in your head.&lt;br /&gt;*You shall succeed!&lt;br /&gt;*I believe you can fly!&lt;br /&gt;*I believe you can touch the sky!&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*I think about it every night and day!&lt;br /&gt;*I think about how to make you better person!&lt;br /&gt;*Clarissa, you are a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;*However, you still need to undergo some lessons from me.&lt;br /&gt;*So i can pass now my elderly wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*And pass it to the younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;*So i can rest in peace when i go away.&lt;br /&gt;*Please treasure these teachings that i shall give you .&lt;br /&gt;*Treasure the wisdom that i will pass down to you.&lt;br /&gt;*And pass them down to your younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;*While i shall pass away peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*ok now youre just behaving like a monk&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Knowing that i have passed down my wisdom to my grandchildren .&lt;br /&gt;*I'm training.&lt;br /&gt;*You shall become a monk too.&lt;br /&gt;*Once i train you , young one.&lt;br /&gt;*You will have all my wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*And you shall succeed!&lt;br /&gt;*You will be a monk , with hair.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*I WILL NOT BE AMONK&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*and you will be a fashionable monk, because i taught you well.&lt;br /&gt;*You will have all my wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*And you shall succeed!&lt;br /&gt;*You will be a monk , with hair.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*I WILL NOT BE AMONK&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*and you will be a fashionable monk, because i taught you well.&lt;br /&gt;*And i passed down my wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*You shall be a monk , because i have passed down my wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*monks have no fashion&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*My elderly wisdom must be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;*You will be a monk with fashion.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Trust me , one day , you shall be the best monk in the world.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*when i become an assasin&lt;br /&gt;*i shall murder you first&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*and go to the grammys for the best monk .&lt;br /&gt;*Then when you get the best monk award.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*perhaps maybe i shall have some peace&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*You must thank me&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*and youre the monk&lt;br /&gt;*you should be the peaceful one&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*As it was i , that passed down my elderly wisdom&lt;br /&gt;*To you , young one.&lt;br /&gt;*And you will recieve that award, with pride.&lt;br /&gt;*Knowing that it was I , that taught you so well.&lt;br /&gt;*It was my teachings that enabled you to recieve such a prestigious award.&lt;br /&gt;*As you become elderly, you will then pass your elderly wisdom to the younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;*Then we shall meet in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;*And i shall pass down more wisdom to you.&lt;br /&gt;*And we can recieve grammys for the best monk and her diciple.&lt;br /&gt;*then we shall walk down the red carpet&lt;br /&gt;*Proudly, knowing that it was my wisdom that led us to this wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;*The End.&lt;br /&gt;*The moral of the story is,&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*nooooooo&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Kimberly's wisdom, will make Clarissa a monk with wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*for the last time,&lt;br /&gt;*IM NOT GOING TO BE A MONK&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*This concludes that I , Kimberly Maria Bracken, Daughter of Oliver Bernard Bracken and Ylva Maria Kovacs, Made Clarissa a better monk , due to her unending guidance and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*OI&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Clarissa Cheon Wai Si shall be the best monk in the history of monks, apart from her master you passed down her elderly wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*The End.&lt;br /&gt;*OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;*THAT WAS A TYPO!&lt;br /&gt;*WE MUST FIX IT !&lt;br /&gt;*Apart from her master who passed down her elderly wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*Okay , fixed.&lt;br /&gt;*Wasn't that story just magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;*I felt enlightened just writing it.&lt;br /&gt;*I think i shall be a writer, and pass down my wisdom to younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*no it was horrible&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*At the age of 144 , i believe that my elderly wisdom must be passed down.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*people will sleep while reading your books&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*Or else there will not be another awesome person with such wisdom as kimberly herself.&lt;br /&gt;*-5 years later-&lt;br /&gt;*Kimberly has died.&lt;br /&gt;*Clarissa cries her guts out.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*no thank you i dont want to her what happens -.-&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*We all believe she was such a good person.&lt;br /&gt;*Such wisdom could not be passed down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;*Kimberly's amazing book reached it's one thousandth page.&lt;br /&gt;   clarissa       says:&lt;br /&gt;*OK NOW YOU HAVE CROSSED THE LINE&lt;br /&gt;kimberly says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-9149460905157078341?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/9149460905157078341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=9149460905157078341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/9149460905157078341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/9149460905157078341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/patience-is-needed-for-reading.html' title='Patience is needed for reading'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8306986747112835125</id><published>2009-11-08T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:57:30.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a few more days,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start MIA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do some useful things,&lt;br /&gt;instead of sitting in front of the comp so often.&lt;br /&gt;i hang out more with DJs :D&lt;br /&gt;and then chiong all my breakdance and hiphop classes,&lt;br /&gt;andandand start work. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i get money,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna buy a new phone,&lt;br /&gt;new shoes, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;kelvin told me ask my dad hire him also, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway my dad got good impression of him. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;from what i said,&lt;br /&gt;kelvin you should thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not cfm yet,&lt;br /&gt;i might end up doing something stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today morning was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;glad i was forced to go,&lt;br /&gt;(so you think singapore go talent LAH~)&lt;br /&gt;nicenice talent show,&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON and ELVIS PRESLEY. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the devil knows&lt;br /&gt;that you know&lt;br /&gt;that you know&lt;br /&gt;that you know&lt;br /&gt;that he knows&lt;br /&gt;that you know,&lt;br /&gt;then youre safe. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8306986747112835125?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8306986747112835125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8306986747112835125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8306986747112835125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8306986747112835125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-few-more-days-im-gonna-start-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-8760132240447633755</id><published>2009-11-07T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:12:32.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvV_2Vy6htI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9oY9MsuDJdQ/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvV_2Vy6htI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9oY9MsuDJdQ/s200/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401363899641136850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvV_104AuXI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9rg7skh-a3Q/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvV_104AuXI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9rg7skh-a3Q/s200/DSC00494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401363890804144498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 9.57pm!&lt;br /&gt;just came back half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;woke up early,&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go christ church to support the tchouckball,&lt;br /&gt;but i woke up the time it ended.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod D:&lt;br /&gt;then ate lunch, DGL called to say its at 1 not 1.50,&lt;br /&gt;so started running around like a mad person.&lt;br /&gt;reached at 1.20, was super late.&lt;br /&gt;met gabrielle, daryl and jun wei,&lt;br /&gt;then went to bustop, took 161?&lt;br /&gt;then went botanical gardens,&lt;br /&gt;crystal came later, with crystalbelle,&lt;br /&gt;and then kailin and the other crystal.&lt;br /&gt;then played rugby with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod my team almost win lah.&lt;br /&gt;after four games, one game 5 rounds,&lt;br /&gt;winner gets ice coke,&lt;br /&gt;last round for 1st and second, 6-5&lt;br /&gt;lose the team 1! nooo~&lt;br /&gt;rachel is pro,&lt;br /&gt;and so is jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh up there got a squirell!&lt;br /&gt;nicolei: no, thats a donkey&lt;br /&gt;wenz: wow isnt it small.&lt;br /&gt;*both starts acting like a squirell-donkey*&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that walked through the whole botanical gardens,&lt;br /&gt;took us 45 minutes cos we got lost,&lt;br /&gt;and i never felt so hot and tried in a long time,&lt;br /&gt;then went to bukit timah road,&lt;br /&gt;now my turn to get lost.&lt;br /&gt;in the end found dominic,&lt;br /&gt;who came with us to macs. :D&lt;br /&gt;ate filet, scrambled through gabrielle's coupons. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah only got rivervalley.&lt;br /&gt;daryl did golden for his hair base, and green highlights,&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod so cool.&lt;br /&gt;then went to island creamery,&lt;br /&gt;ate tehtarik ice cream,&lt;br /&gt;ham and cheese ice cream,&lt;br /&gt;chicken chilli ice cream. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started to go home at 7.30,&lt;br /&gt;with gabrielle, daryl, dominic, jun wei, kailin and crystal.&lt;br /&gt;walked to bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;171 took super long to come,&lt;br /&gt;we went mad halfway running like idiots. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the bus was very crowded,&lt;br /&gt;and i got to sit!&lt;br /&gt;reached newton mrt,&lt;br /&gt;took mrt back with jun wei, dominic and daryl.&lt;br /&gt;got this woman started talking to us. o.o&lt;br /&gt;went down at admiralty with jun wei.&lt;br /&gt;went back home, and here i am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-8760132240447633755?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8760132240447633755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=8760132240447633755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8760132240447633755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/8760132240447633755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvV_2Vy6htI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9oY9MsuDJdQ/s72-c/DSC00497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5106378251778467914</id><published>2009-11-06T11:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:22:16.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvP4v6LWLNI/AAAAAAAAAYo/W_rwOLzdi9k/s1600-h/Photo397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvP4v6LWLNI/AAAAAAAAAYo/W_rwOLzdi9k/s400/Photo397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400933880101743826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hilarious thing happened just now.&lt;br /&gt;my father drove me to 637 there,&lt;br /&gt;then on the way back,&lt;br /&gt;got this good news,&lt;br /&gt;i started dancing in the car,&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;my father started dancing too.&lt;br /&gt;and then he let go of the steering wheel and pedal,&lt;br /&gt;and we went all the way to the highway.&lt;br /&gt;so we were both dancing and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;it looked funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;ate the cookies,&lt;br /&gt;and then cleaned my room floor,&lt;br /&gt;auntie cynthia came,&lt;br /&gt;mark's gonna teach me guitar. (:&lt;br /&gt;she and my mother went crazy. o.o&lt;br /&gt;she was like"bye clarissa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 hour later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were both sitting at the door,&lt;br /&gt;talking and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;the best way to irritate mark is to have anything same,&lt;br /&gt;as his mother,&lt;br /&gt;hair clothes shoes, ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to get michael to come riverside.&lt;br /&gt;join basketball. (:&lt;br /&gt;unforturnately,&lt;br /&gt;michael is an expert spy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;later he help my mother spy on me.&lt;br /&gt;serial late comer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to anna's house later for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;which is why i had to scrub the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and make my bed before i go.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die at piano lesson later,&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt practise for 2 weeks. ahh D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly lost my trust in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;everybody is not just betrayers, also liars..&lt;br /&gt;pretend to be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;but what to do, they're all fakers.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;1st rule of an assasin,&lt;br /&gt;trust no one.&lt;br /&gt;so, im one step forward. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5106378251778467914?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5106378251778467914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5106378251778467914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5106378251778467914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5106378251778467914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/hilarious-thing-happened-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eez36toYRvY/SvP4v6LWLNI/AAAAAAAAAYo/W_rwOLzdi9k/s72-c/Photo397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-2063040208306821486</id><published>2009-11-05T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:05:23.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>300TH POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the best days ever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first woke up at 8 by my sister,&lt;br /&gt;to go eat breakfast with my family.&lt;br /&gt;went 515 there,&lt;br /&gt;ate, almost fell asleep on the table.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay on my parents bed beside my mother,&lt;br /&gt;both of us were at the edge,&lt;br /&gt;with our hair hanging down. :D&lt;br /&gt;then after that changed my shirt,&lt;br /&gt;went down to the bus stop to meet anna,&lt;br /&gt;then kimberly,&lt;br /&gt;went cold storage,&lt;br /&gt;search for everything,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know buying groceries were so difficult. ._.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow choose the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to kim's house,&lt;br /&gt;and officially started making everything.&lt;br /&gt;anna's cake look like shit can.&lt;br /&gt;our cookies look so bian. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but all are nice lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;anna divided the stuff,&lt;br /&gt;and i fell in love with kimberly's blanket.&lt;br /&gt;(and pillow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went at 3,&lt;br /&gt;to go do my hair,&lt;br /&gt;she got 4 colours in her hair~&lt;br /&gt;brown blue purple and black.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i look ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;then she straightened my hair.&lt;br /&gt;it looks rebonded now.&lt;br /&gt;but it will go once i wash.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to the treatment,&lt;br /&gt;im not allowed to wash for two days.&lt;br /&gt;wtf, my fringe look like bangs.&lt;br /&gt;but not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna push it to the side. (:&lt;br /&gt;and my hair is shorter T.T&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gotta choing theory and piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH,&lt;br /&gt;i left my cookies at the hairdresser's! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-2063040208306821486?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/2063040208306821486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=2063040208306821486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2063040208306821486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/2063040208306821486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/300th-post-this-is-one-of-best-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-6498834900786004556</id><published>2009-11-04T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:19:18.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gotta postpone doing my hair tmr,&lt;br /&gt;instead of today. D:&lt;br /&gt;woots MCFLY,&lt;br /&gt;shes got five colours in her hair~&lt;br /&gt;im gonna look funny,&lt;br /&gt;but who cares, im told that im weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOMEEEE,&lt;br /&gt;theres digital life today,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna tear this one up,&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot last week's one too,&lt;br /&gt;so that make two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my psp has no battery,&lt;br /&gt;cant find the charger.&lt;br /&gt;apparently im told to pack my wadrobe again.&lt;br /&gt;dont want! :D&lt;br /&gt;i told my sister i would buy her what she wanted,&lt;br /&gt;if she scored at least 6 A1s&lt;br /&gt;its possible,&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;she super lazy,&lt;br /&gt;since she alrd got in ngee ann poly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seriously nothing to do nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how fucking horrible my blogskin looks,&lt;br /&gt;in internet explorer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;not that its really much of a difference,&lt;br /&gt;but the font looks sick can.&lt;br /&gt;mozilla firefox better.&lt;br /&gt;brutal legend ftw. :D&lt;br /&gt;i found that kelvin plays prototype too!&lt;br /&gt;i want that cute ninja game. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i duno whats the name.&lt;br /&gt;and then i want black shot.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like barging into hmv and grab the whole section.&lt;br /&gt;i like those games,&lt;br /&gt;that use the gun,&lt;br /&gt;tried it in the living room once with ps2.&lt;br /&gt;funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a new cpu,&lt;br /&gt;this one is god damn slow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;my audition skills are horrible,&lt;br /&gt;went in cos junjie told me to,&lt;br /&gt;played, SUPER LAG.&lt;br /&gt;and i could hardly press anything.&lt;br /&gt;and now, im just using mff,&lt;br /&gt;and its also so slow! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining heavily now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care - fall out boys,&lt;br /&gt;the music video is funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall go tear my newspapers now -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-6498834900786004556?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6498834900786004556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=6498834900786004556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6498834900786004556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/6498834900786004556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gotta-postpone-doing-my-hair-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-5355988507596428558</id><published>2009-11-02T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:10:37.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>297th post.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet anna and kim at 9,&lt;br /&gt;but then cinema not open yet, changed to 10.&lt;br /&gt;and then i couldnt get up so 10.15. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway still arrived late,&lt;br /&gt;met them went to school,&lt;br /&gt;pass the form,&lt;br /&gt;and then miss tang happened to be there,&lt;br /&gt;she started reading out our combinations.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to cwp,&lt;br /&gt;cinema was still closed,&lt;br /&gt;so went popular first,&lt;br /&gt;anna bought the envelope and paper.&lt;br /&gt;i started pushing my face against the glass for that sony mp3 again.&lt;br /&gt;i want it so badly~ D:&lt;br /&gt;im getting orange!!! plus ONTO white headphones. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to library,&lt;br /&gt;anna went to find her thailand book,&lt;br /&gt;and i started writing Howie's letter.&lt;br /&gt;i decorated the envelope, but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;anna said use hers.&lt;br /&gt;so okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went back to cinema,&lt;br /&gt;still closed, so sat there.&lt;br /&gt;and then when it finally opened,&lt;br /&gt;looked for someone who will help us buy,&lt;br /&gt;jennifer's body tickets.&lt;br /&gt;finally saw this couple,&lt;br /&gt;who looked real nice,&lt;br /&gt;and i had to push anna there,&lt;br /&gt;she asked, i asked,&lt;br /&gt;omg theyre so kind.&lt;br /&gt;so bought two tickets,&lt;br /&gt;and i started jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed to Howie's house.&lt;br /&gt;then his maid say he not in, -.-&lt;br /&gt;he said he move house to shw there,&lt;br /&gt;so called shw,&lt;br /&gt;shw say he know where but duno the block,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for shw, called gerald and marcus,&lt;br /&gt;gerald da bu tong,&lt;br /&gt;marcus duno where.&lt;br /&gt;then shw brought us, TO THE EXACT SAME HOUSE. _|_&lt;br /&gt;met marcus on the way,&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to join a race with him on 21st,&lt;br /&gt;hahah kim's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;this time, Howie's grandfather also appear,&lt;br /&gt;say he bballing.&lt;br /&gt;called howie again,&lt;br /&gt;he hung up on me twice! -.-&lt;br /&gt;finally passed it to his grandfather,&lt;br /&gt;then headed home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben lai only need 30 min,&lt;br /&gt;in the end used 3 hours. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-5355988507596428558?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/5355988507596428558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=5355988507596428558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5355988507596428558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/5355988507596428558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/297th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-7614356083534037640</id><published>2009-11-01T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:10:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my occupation,&lt;br /&gt;will be to kill people,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the best known female assasin in the world.&lt;br /&gt;i will be loyal, to the one who pays me most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first person i kill,&lt;br /&gt;that mgs girl,&lt;br /&gt;second, i want double kill.&lt;br /&gt;throw one stone kill two birds.&lt;br /&gt;AHEM and ******&lt;br /&gt;the mgs girl maybe im joking.&lt;br /&gt;but AHEM, you better watch out.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it when i say i want to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;but now, im just fourteen,&lt;br /&gt;too young to start mudering people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can throw you into jail now if i want,&lt;br /&gt;so you watch it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;training was different,&lt;br /&gt;eugene emily and jasper didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;then two new boys came, one 15 the other, 19.&lt;br /&gt;the 15 one is cute. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got two conversations to put here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;1st,&lt;br /&gt;conversation between me and japser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasper: eh got new guy leh.&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: really ah? describe him.&lt;br /&gt;jasper: i duno how tell you lah,&lt;br /&gt;           but i went through everything with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok first. when someone say 'went through everything'&lt;br /&gt;= married got busy, had a family. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. cute lah!&lt;br /&gt;yuting and betrick started laughing when i told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd,&lt;br /&gt;conversation between my sister and godbrother. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarinda: i wished you had gone ngee ann poly, at&lt;br /&gt;               least will have someone i know with me there.&lt;br /&gt;mark: why? you want date me ah?&lt;br /&gt;clarinda: ewww NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL. my sister practically freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;anyway mark's in LOVEEEEE. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i got a joke to tell you all. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this boy, with coordination problem.&lt;br /&gt;so his mother told him,&lt;br /&gt;if he could put both of his index fingers,&lt;br /&gt;touching each other,&lt;br /&gt;she could buy him and icecream.&lt;br /&gt;the boy was very excited and practised it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;then one day,&lt;br /&gt;he managed to put both index fingers touching each other.&lt;br /&gt;the mother was proud of him,&lt;br /&gt;and immediately brought him out to get his icecream.&lt;br /&gt;the boy holding his cream,&lt;br /&gt;"PIAK"&lt;br /&gt;smashed it onto his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IT?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i know i very lame lah. but i nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;anyway this joke is easier to get when i do actions.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop here. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-7614356083534037640?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7614356083534037640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=7614356083534037640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7614356083534037640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/7614356083534037640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-occupation-will-be-to-kill-people-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-3269696327559107224</id><published>2009-10-30T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:33:25.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the last day of school,&lt;br /&gt;and apparently like kim said,&lt;br /&gt;it wouldnt go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never found my prediction ever so accurate,&lt;br /&gt;until i got into band 5.&lt;br /&gt;its depressing,&lt;br /&gt;40% cos i did so badly,&lt;br /&gt;60% im depressed about what punishment i am about to get,&lt;br /&gt;if my parents knew i was the bottom 40,&lt;br /&gt;i would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my family, you dont really get much encouraging,&lt;br /&gt;especially when youre sad.&lt;br /&gt;they'ed just find you pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;my sis appealed for an independent school,&lt;br /&gt;as her sister im appealing for the next class. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day as 2/6, its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;miss hesley and miss lee,&lt;br /&gt;made us this two videos,&lt;br /&gt;most people cried.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt, but it was kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school met hsiang wee,&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with them.&lt;br /&gt;and then called howie over,&lt;br /&gt;tricked him we had jennifer's body tickets,&lt;br /&gt;and now hes super mad. D:&lt;br /&gt;im sooooooo sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i shall make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted the four of us to hang out,&lt;br /&gt;that was the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then now, i just realised,&lt;br /&gt;we have friends in our own school backstabbing us,&lt;br /&gt;i guess it really is all about looks,&lt;br /&gt;if they were really my friends,&lt;br /&gt;they would keep out of this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;you dont always get everything you want,&lt;br /&gt;today is a sad day,&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to my inconsideration,&lt;br /&gt;i have plans to make and do.&lt;br /&gt;in order to get back the friend,&lt;br /&gt;who did so many things for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE, and move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-3269696327559107224?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3269696327559107224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=3269696327559107224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3269696327559107224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/3269696327559107224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-last-day-of-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4562363968016298262</id><published>2009-10-29T15:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:45:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the last day of school, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;the next time everybody goes,&lt;br /&gt;gonna see the guys in long pants! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im going to die,&lt;br /&gt;because i got cut by i rusted wire netting,&lt;br /&gt;and my arm is bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;plusplus, a snake bit me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ALL PRAISE TO GOD.&lt;br /&gt;have any last words?&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to vivian kim anna zh jiayi,&lt;br /&gt;dont bother about her,&lt;br /&gt;shes too immature,&lt;br /&gt;and we do not mess with small kids. :D&lt;br /&gt;cos they are annoying. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im really going to 3/9&lt;br /&gt;but what to do,&lt;br /&gt;im not that smart. -.-&lt;br /&gt;study, fail.&lt;br /&gt;dont study, also fail.&lt;br /&gt;ok technically staring at a page,&lt;br /&gt;for the whole night is not really studying,&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT i bothered to stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cut my fringe,&lt;br /&gt;fuck it, im broke again.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow go home bury myself lah.&lt;br /&gt;report book coming,&lt;br /&gt;might as well be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway R3 day today,&lt;br /&gt;went to fragrant wood, 517-521&lt;br /&gt;stupid, 2 groups 1 block,&lt;br /&gt;finished at 9.&lt;br /&gt;anyway me nithya and akib make a gooood team. :D&lt;br /&gt;multi racial lahh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway just to eat lunch was so difficult -.-&lt;br /&gt;because anna was telling me to stay put,&lt;br /&gt;and walk different directions,&lt;br /&gt;while kimberly on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;was asking me to go straight to causeway.&lt;br /&gt;so, i looked like a stupid idiot,&lt;br /&gt;going round the traffic junction outside cwp.&lt;br /&gt;and then go up the path, go back,&lt;br /&gt;stayed put,&lt;br /&gt;walk back again,&lt;br /&gt;both ppl telling me who to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;i could have gotten there in 3 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;i took 20. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arguing with kimberly now,&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4562363968016298262?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4562363968016298262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4562363968016298262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4562363968016298262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4562363968016298262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrow-is-last-day-of-school-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665090887998606437.post-4974004551946846612</id><published>2009-10-28T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:02:35.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF LAH.&lt;br /&gt;bitchhhh _l_&lt;br /&gt;you think you mgs girl very big huh?&lt;br /&gt;knock out my sis's two front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;still say forget somemore.&lt;br /&gt;you think very funny ah?&lt;br /&gt;you want?&lt;br /&gt;i go to your school take hockey stick,&lt;br /&gt;whack all your teeth out,&lt;br /&gt;next day teacher ask me,&lt;br /&gt;i tell her i dun remember doing it.&lt;br /&gt;still deny!&lt;br /&gt;got 30 witnesses leh.&lt;br /&gt;you think you very big ah,&lt;br /&gt;you think your parents will save you,&lt;br /&gt;you know my name so what?&lt;br /&gt;i clarinda sister very big right,&lt;br /&gt;the whole sec 4 know me,&lt;br /&gt;i know i very famous thankyou very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i see you,&lt;br /&gt;you better watch out.&lt;br /&gt;you probably go home without any teeth left.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care,&lt;br /&gt;even if you need to get a mouth transplant.&lt;br /&gt;it probably make you look better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you will come my blog,&lt;br /&gt;because when you come,&lt;br /&gt;you can read all my insults to you,&lt;br /&gt;and to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;you deserve much much more.&lt;br /&gt;i small size,&lt;br /&gt;i can still take stick whack okay.&lt;br /&gt;stuckup bitch. -.-&lt;br /&gt;you watch out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665090887998606437-4974004551946846612?l=shoot-100plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4974004551946846612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665090887998606437&amp;postID=4974004551946846612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4974004551946846612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665090887998606437/posts/default/4974004551946846612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoot-100plus.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtf-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15032168187348577517</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
