<?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-33690202</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:00:34.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bloggie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4233092541465042736</id><published>2011-07-08T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:00:34.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling extremely nostalgic coming back here. Just spent the past hour or so reading all my old posts from '07. Its completely unbelievable that four years have passed just like that. So much has changed, so much has happened. Its crazy. I have grown so much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my previous post in 2008 I said I'll come back here if xanga forsakes me and since it did, after 3 years, I'm back here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I'll write anything here though. The fact that this is not locked scares me a little. I've become too accustomed to writing with the assurance that nobody will see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, I'm back. Maybe not for long but regardless;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4233092541465042736?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4233092541465042736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4233092541465042736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4233092541465042736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4233092541465042736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-extremely-nostalgic-coming-back.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7766812042659614697</id><published>2008-06-01T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:38:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoosh im posting here after more than four months :/&lt;br /&gt;I miss blogger, I do.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like posting; thats all.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7766812042659614697?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7766812042659614697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7766812042659614697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7766812042659614697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7766812042659614697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoosh-im-posting-here-after-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1161747679672163628</id><published>2008-01-20T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:52:44.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE MOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/mistermuffet"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/mistermuffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored of blogger and plus, xanga is so much cooler anyway. I'm not deleting this blog because all my links are here. and in case xanga lets me down, I'll get back here. till then, goodbye blogger. thank you for the amazing 193 posts. you've been an awesome friend blogger, now xanga will take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relink please (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1161747679672163628?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1161747679672163628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1161747679672163628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1161747679672163628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1161747679672163628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-moved-i-got-bored-of-blogger-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5777188499007933842</id><published>2008-01-12T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:54:58.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The littlest things in the world make me so happy these days; like getting a sticker for my chemistry quiz or smelling chamomile. maybe this year im appreciating everybody and everything more. a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;finally after two weeks of school, I have made a reasonable number of friends in class and albeit I'll never ever have as many friends as compared to last year, last last year or last last last year, at least people talk to me in class and when asked to get into groups, some of them actually bother to ask me if I want to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats more than enough. It has been a great great week, really. lessons are quite fun (: I cant believe i just typed that but seriously, I havent been bored once during any lesson. even math because I have such an entertaining teacher. ahem. oh by the way, meet of my small friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/R4irSMcgf7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/YXRqOXS5_ww/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/R4irSMcgf7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/YXRqOXS5_ww/s200/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154558102592323506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's so small and her teeth is so cute. heh. well anyway, I've got homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5777188499007933842?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5777188499007933842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5777188499007933842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5777188499007933842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5777188499007933842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/01/littlest-things-in-world-make-me-so.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/R4irSMcgf7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/YXRqOXS5_ww/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-3874382027385436919</id><published>2008-01-06T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:51:37.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been doing my lit and A.math homework for such a long long time that i really deserve a break.&lt;br /&gt;from geraldine's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] straightener&lt;br /&gt;[ ] curling iron&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mousse&lt;br /&gt;[x] hairspray&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gel&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other sprays&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bobby pins&lt;br /&gt;[x] round barrel brush&lt;br /&gt;[x] blow dryer&lt;br /&gt;[x] mirror&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have or had highlights&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other color eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eye shadow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mascara&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fake eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eyelash curler&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eye shimmer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] colored contact&lt;br /&gt;[ ] stunna shades&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eye makeup remover&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips/Teeth&lt;br /&gt;[x] clear lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;[ ] red or pink gloss&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lip stick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chapstick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lip plumper&lt;br /&gt;[x] electric toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] teeth whitener&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lip liner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] more than 15 lipglosses&lt;br /&gt;[x] toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complexion/Overall face&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blush&lt;br /&gt;[x] moisturizer&lt;br /&gt;[x] face wash&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bronzer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] makeup remover&lt;br /&gt;[ ] face wipes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] powder&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cover up&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nails&lt;br /&gt;[x] nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] filer&lt;br /&gt;[x] nail clipper&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail buffer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cuticle remover&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail hardener&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail brush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail scissors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Total: 11&lt;br /&gt;Now, add your score and multiply it by&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;I am 22% obsessed with my looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, this lit homework is killing me. I really have ran out of impressions and feelings for this Kabuo Miyamoto already. I just need one more and i'll be done but I've been thinking for so long and I still havent come up with anything. and I have some retarded chemistry art work to do. what the hell; I thought decorating files was for primary two children. not fifteen year olds. oh joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3874382027385436919?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3874382027385436919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3874382027385436919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3874382027385436919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3874382027385436919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-doing-my-lit-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1249735798419840923</id><published>2008-01-04T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:02:48.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello :]&lt;br /&gt;today was so awesome; all the lessons. especially lit and history. I feel really really blessed to have a teacher like ms tan. haha I was happy the whole day because of lit. lit made me happy for childish reasons that I refuse to mention here.  but whatever, Im so glad i chose half lit. and no regrets at all about choosing full hist. god, I cant even &lt;i&gt;imagine&lt;/i&gt; studying geog. and my history teacher is so cute. hahaha screw all you people who thought history was a boring subject. I just hate my loco timetable though. its so screwed up. but anyway there was house meeting today. I love house meetings like crazy, they always make me happy. yes im a very happy person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And this crystal ball, it's always cloudy except for when you look into the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1249735798419840923?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1249735798419840923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1249735798419840923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1249735798419840923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1249735798419840923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-today-was-so-awesome-all-lessons.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-3031881740182956238</id><published>2008-01-02T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:03:45.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School wasn't bad at all; I was worrying so much for no reason&lt;br /&gt;I made friends. in fact more than one friend. and though I was sitting all by myself in one corner of the class in the beginning, at the end of the day, this girl asked me if she could sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this year won't be too bad after all. maybe, just maybe everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3031881740182956238?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3031881740182956238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3031881740182956238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3031881740182956238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3031881740182956238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-wasnt-bad-at-all-i-was-worrying.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-962879140490109820</id><published>2007-12-30T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:13:58.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHLOE!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my littlest cutest friend! ily kitty (: i dont know if you still remember tommy but he wishes you happy birthday as well. happy happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-962879140490109820?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/962879140490109820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=962879140490109820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/962879140490109820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/962879140490109820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-chloe-my-littlest-cutest.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5716945803238805784</id><published>2007-12-29T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:14:16.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, bangalore was so much of fun.&lt;br /&gt;yes im back; reached singapore at 7 in the morning today&lt;br /&gt;I was right after all. the past 2 weeks have definitely been the best two weeks of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long long very very tiring treks to 6000 feet mountains, the shopping,  writing love letters to some poor innocent girl in the resort (we didnt do it in the end because the girl became our friend), warming hands in the bonfire, &lt;s&gt;the things we did in the dark which shall not be mentioned&lt;/s&gt;, playing card games for hours and hours, eating, waving to random people, the jeep ride, the long car rides, watching cows and bulls&lt;br /&gt;oh really, I had so much of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the company had to be the best part of it all (: of course, i felt a very indescribable sense of patriotism when the plane landed in singapore but I really had a wonderful time. We managed in the horrible bangalore airport without any assistance even though we were unaccompanied minors. we were supposed to have people escorting us and all but that never happened.&lt;br /&gt;who cares, we made it back alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well here i am now. on another note, i got a one day job offer from proteach. I just have to give the children work to do and make sure they keep quiet and I get 45 dollars at the end of the day. who knew doing cip there had such great benefits. but its on new year's eve so i dont know if i should accept the offer. I dont need the money anyway; its not as though i have anything to buy :/ but whatever, I'm really going to consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered school starts in 4 days. I havent even written my name on my books. for the first time in all my schooling years, I have no motivation at all to go back to school. usually im really excited. I keep worrying that i'll have to sit all by myself in one corner in class and during recess I'll just have to stand and eat because i'll have no company. I dont even need a lot of friends, i'll be so happy if I get just one friend.&lt;br /&gt;at least somebody to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, I sound like such a loser. haha its okay, i'll somehow manage :]&lt;br /&gt;I think i should go to bed soon. i'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my my, i cant believe this year is almost over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5716945803238805784?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5716945803238805784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5716945803238805784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5716945803238805784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5716945803238805784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-bangalore-was-so-much-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-2701692344686401269</id><published>2007-12-14T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:03:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LEAVING TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day I havent been thinking about anything but the aeroplane, shruti, akshaya, bangalore and airport.&lt;br /&gt;well of course, I've been thinking about my small friends as well-I finished my cip at proteach today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished 100hours already but I really miss the tiny people&lt;br /&gt;like my small best friends and small boyfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever im leaving tomorrow and im so excited that im not in a mood to miss people. its going to be the best 14 days of my life. I'll be back on the 29th :] if shruti lets me, I'll blog or something when im there. my flight leaves at 7.50 in the morning tomorrow. so I have to wake up at 5. I dont think I can sleep at all tonight, i'll be too excited. anywway, goodbye till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OMG IM SO EXCITED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-2701692344686401269?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/2701692344686401269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=2701692344686401269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2701692344686401269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2701692344686401269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-leaving-tomorrow-whole-day-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4266204216815414129</id><published>2007-12-08T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T17:28:28.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't see the point in blogging about my holidays. its so, mundane.&lt;br /&gt;everyday I wake up at eight; eat breakfast till nine. then i watch totally spies till nine thirty.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i watch the Ellen Degeneres show. it has become part of my daily routine actually. then I read till lunch time. I'm almost done reading Fahrenheit &lt;span class="p"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;451!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Isn't that really really cool? the book is beautiful though and very addictive. oh and I got a lot of sweet valley university books from some sale thing. its hard to find those in proper bookshops anymore. well anyway, after lunch I use the computer for a little while then leave for cip. I come back at 6, eat doughnuts and watch the Tyra Banks show. I read sweet valley or meg cabot after that and maybe use the computer a little bit more. after dinner i sleep at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I really have no life. once in a while I go out. like yesterday I went to my father's insurance agent's office or something like that. wow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; interesting. but all that is going to change. I'm leaving next week! flying all by myself to a land far far away. fine theres aksh but she's almost the same age as me so she doesn't count as an adult. I'm scared i'll lose my passport and the money.&lt;br /&gt;its not like i've ever traveled by myself. unaccompanied minor. heh heh i like the name :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I feel like eating a Chocolate glazed cake donut now. shruti bring me to Dunkin Donuts when im there please? i miss that place :( well well then, I'll blog just before leaving. on the 14th. ahhh im so excited! oh oh before I forget, does anyone want to watch alvin and the chipmunks with me? I feel so pathetic asking this way but still, I love them! please please please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FF0000" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.j-notes.com%2Frb%2Frb051205%2Fsounds%2F18%20-%20The%20Chipmunks%20with%20David%20Seville%20-%20The%20Chipmunk%20Song%20(Christmas%20Don't%20Be%20Late).rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#FF0000;border:#CCFF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#66FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goobdbye and merry christmas in advance :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4266204216815414129?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4266204216815414129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4266204216815414129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4266204216815414129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4266204216815414129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-see-point-in-blogging-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4983141384146871568</id><published>2007-11-24T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:55:10.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah i know i havent blogged for almost 2 weeks. im just wallowing in self-pity about the whole class thing; but I should be fine. soon (:&lt;br /&gt;besides its not confirmed and the school said they have almost 15 vacancies. so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;right now,  i hate my class but if i continue on that topic, I might just lose my nerve&lt;br /&gt;so i'll shut up.&lt;br /&gt;CIP at ProTeach is the only thing that has repeatedly helped me take my mind off stuff. seeing the little children, playing speed monopoly and captain's ball with them has all been so much fun. I already finished 36 hours!&lt;br /&gt;on another note, I've finally decided what I want for christmas/&lt;br /&gt;i want to have a nice class; a class like 3O and not a class like 3H.&lt;br /&gt;santa, grant me this wish and i swear for another 3 years, I'll never ask for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;please santa, please please please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4983141384146871568?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4983141384146871568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4983141384146871568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4983141384146871568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4983141384146871568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeah-i-know-i-havent-blogged-for-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4565807779167393808</id><published>2007-11-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T16:59:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHRUTI! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved every bit of talking to you yesterday even though I couldnt get back to sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;but really, you're such a great best friend, that I dont know what to say. I wanted to write a long long post for you but now my mind is just blank. seriously though, talking to you has always been such a joy. remember the first time we heard each others voice and we just ended up laughing? haha finally we've had a few proper conversations now. but the best is yet to come. see you in four weeks! you know I love you shruti, you're my specialest friend ever and once again, happy happy 13. oh and spandana wishes you happy birthday too :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha I realised all my recent posts start with some birthday message. cip has been okay so far. 6 hours completed already and I think from next week onwards, i can stop doing library cip because of fei yue and another student care centre. yesterday's cip with joy and jolene was awesome though. it didnt really start off too well but the librarians at the mother tongue section were so nice. haha me and jolene were so free with nothing to do at all for more than an hour. I hardly cheated this time. okay fine, i cheated a teensy weensy bit here and there but jolene, I did a good job right? :D&lt;br /&gt;then after cip, lunch at kfc with joy and later with jolene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming and I very badly need a pink hairband, mickey mouse earrings, a puppy, hot pink lava lamp, bean bag, glow in the dark stars for the ceiling, pink vaio laptop, grey jacket, a hamster, SVU and sweet valley high collection and spongebob pjs. especially a puppy. I want a puppy more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;oh shut up vandana, dont be so materialistic. haha I make no sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy birthday shruti (:&lt;br /&gt;ah well, goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4565807779167393808?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4565807779167393808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4565807779167393808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4565807779167393808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4565807779167393808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-shruti-i-loved-every-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-2615157152688604606</id><published>2007-11-05T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:58:35.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE GOH!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you've been a great friend for eight years now and even though i've said this so so many times already, sitting beside you was probably one of the best things that happened to me. ily dearest; happy fourteen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-2615157152688604606?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/2615157152688604606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=2615157152688604606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2615157152688604606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2615157152688604606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/11/d-happy-birthday-nicole-i-know-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1618927157252632385</id><published>2007-10-31T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:37:53.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(219, 112, 147);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VANDANA!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so touched la. thank you for all the calls, smsses, tags, ims and presents.&lt;br /&gt;today has been such a such a such happy day, since midnight.&lt;br /&gt;at 12am sharp, I hugged patrick and thanked the world silently for the past 14 years.&lt;br /&gt;every single year just keeps getting better and better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here goes my &lt;s&gt;long&lt;/s&gt; list of thank yous, from the person who wished me first to the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the one and only phone call i got. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;thank you so so much shruti for the international call. it was very nice to talk to you for more than half an hour. you're just awesome. hearing your voice made me so happy and of course, thank you for the song you wrote. my dearest chihuahua, ily!&lt;br /&gt;actually all my relatives called but they're family so I dont think they need to be thanked. moving on the smsses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akshaya! you were the first first person to wish me so you get the most special mention here! THANK YOU SO MUCH for the 12am message. its hard to believe that we've been friends for 8 years already but you're a really great friend. thank you for everything aksh, ily!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geri, thanks a LOT for the midnight message as well. 12.01 am but well, close enough. to be frank, I never expected you to wish me. heh, second person to wish me (: thank you for the amazing year in 2m as well and of course, for the banana plush! we most probably wont be in the same class next year but thats okay, I wont forget you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2hours later, message from nicole! hahaha you sms at such unearthly hours. 2.57am! but you know, you're the first person to wish me once I actually turned 14 since I was born at 2.11 am (i think). thank you very very much anyway, my dearest mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.28 am, lavanya! haha your sms woke me up and I really must know why you sms so early in the morning ALL the time! haha but anyway, thank you for remembering and for the very sweet sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, tong li (: thanks a lot for actually bothering to wish me, even though im quite sure you hate me. let us not fight so much next year okay? and happy birthday to you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour later, sms from chloeeeee :D thank you for such a long and sweeet sms. of course I havent forgotten you, silly! you're the best best kitty in the whole wide world even though you're so tiny. I miss being in the same class as you! :( maybe next year? :) you're awesome kitty, ily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes after that, amelia! thank you for not forgetting (: and all the best to you too in nj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fifteen minutes later, geetika :] I think i've said this a lot and a lot of times but you're a great great great friend. thank you for the sms and 2 wonderful years, both in 1m and 2m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tracy. thank you so much! Im glad you still remember though I've only seen you twice these past 2 years. my primary school best friend number 4, I miss you and I love you and once again, thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that, logas. to be honest, I really really really had no idea you even knew my birthday. i mean you hardly know me and i hardly know you as well. but thank you so much for the cool animation thing. you're a nice person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next sms in my inbox is from sharanya but you dont count because you forgot! hahaha but thank you for the sms with so many 'happy's anyway. but you still forgot :( go and die la you. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and um then, shakti! stop feeling guilty that you didnt call at midnight. its okay, really. sms is more than enough so thank you for that :D bytheway, i saw you on tv today! haha and oh dont bother making up for not calling. i repeat, its okay its okay its okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnn lim rui :] thank you for the sms and being such a great friend these 2 years. it has been so much fun sitting beside you. and oh yes, have fun in london!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, nadine. oh man your sms was so so sweet! I cant wait for your card (: and its so cool how you ended your sms "Lots of love and kisses, &lt;u&gt;rose&lt;/u&gt;" you still remember the rose thing! i remember too, saffy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done with the messages&lt;br /&gt;next the IMs. actually i cant remember and I may miss out a few people&lt;br /&gt;but thank you mayee, faye, fangting, gerou, juhi, anisha, rohini and a few other people whom I very sadly forgot.&lt;br /&gt;sorry but yeah, thanks anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tags! thank you tracy, fangting, joy, geri, michelle, nicole, geetika, jolene and shruti.&lt;br /&gt;finally, the presents.&lt;br /&gt;jia, sam and nicole mak-thank you SO SO much for the patrick star plush. its seriously one of the bestest presents I've ever received. I talk to him and play with him so much, you'll be amazed and think i'm mentally retarded. but seriously, he's so wonderful! thank you thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;geri and jolene for the banana plush. haha she's my new bolster. thanks a lot! she's so cute and soft and i love her ;D&lt;br /&gt;then umm thank you charlotte for the greatttt chocolate cake. nobody has ever baked for me so I appreciate your present a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and lim rui! thank you for such a sweet letter, the teddy bear and the snowglobe. you know the wish I made on that snowglobe, I really hope it comes true. only you know what im talking about (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there im finally done with my thank yous. it has been such a great day and I feel so lucky to have the most amazing friends ever. thank you everyone and im sorry if I missed you out. well time to go.&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy happy happy birthday 14 vandana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1618927157252632385?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1618927157252632385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1618927157252632385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1618927157252632385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1618927157252632385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-vandana-im-so-touched-la_31.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5555329413349121497</id><published>2007-10-30T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:39:12.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(238, 154, 0);" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TONG LI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(238, 154, 0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;although we fight so much, you're my friend after all (: thank you for the very wonderful year;&lt;br /&gt;you made it a lot more..interesting. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to escape on saturday. this time it wasnt closed, thankfully. and plus, we all got one free ticket each since 3 rides were closed. escape is quite a lousy theme park but still I had a lot and a lot of fun mainly because of go kart and the inverter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on inverter once with geetika and tong li and another time with chang because she wanted to go as well. the first time, I closed my eyes a lot but the second time, even when I was suspended upside down, I waved to geetika :P heh, show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the go kart queues were very very very very long and I really didnt want to go in the start.&lt;br /&gt;but then, it was so fun that we queued for a second time. overtook mayee and chang even though they started before me but in the end, I ran out of gas. I drive very well, though a little reckless but heck care. we were supposed to leave escape at 4.15 but it was so irresistable that we ended up leaving at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, went to lim rui's house :D hm, we played monopoly, life, uno, badminton, watched 15 minutes of dream girls and spent almost the whole day there. oh maaaan it was so fun! escpecially monopoly, I became bankrupt very quickly. Life was a lot better, though everyone had a baby excpet for me :(&lt;br /&gt;I hate dream girls. oh yes oh yes, we all dressed up! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;guess who's birthday it is tomorrow? :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents asked me what I want and I told them not to buy anything;&lt;br /&gt;instead I asked them to donate to charity. so noble right? haha&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5555329413349121497?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5555329413349121497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5555329413349121497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5555329413349121497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5555329413349121497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-tong-li-albeit-we-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1346913553708740558</id><published>2007-10-26T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:10:37.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the past 11 years of my school life, I have always always looked forward to the end of school and the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not so much in primary 6 but frankly today I feel worse than how I felt when leaving primary school.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just the classroom that gives me so much of comfort when I walk in&lt;br /&gt;or the people. Whatever the reason, its a lovely end to the best academic year in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us in 2m have been together for almost 2 years and really, thats a long long time. and the people who came from other classes like charlotte, jolene, joy, nicole teh and serqi have all made 2m complete. even though I dont know what class I'll be in next year or who'll be in my class, im quite convinced it wont ever be as good as 2m.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from family night (:&lt;br /&gt;it was a long time ago but I still remember practicing as a class till late in the evening one day before the actual performance.&lt;br /&gt;and family night itself was such a joy, be it ushering, dressing up, practicing more or of course, winning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was class party in april. the amazing race, the lunch cum dinner at pizza hut, eating roti prata with sugar in the carpark, playing the little games and just being together as (almost) a whole class. everything was just too good. I remember how nice the dinner was at pizza hut for several reasons and the roti prata thing was just really really funny even though its just a small group of us who knows what actually happened. maybe we were just sugar high. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in may there was adventure camp even though it wasnt a very class thing. but hey, I really enjoyed myself a lot though I once almost slipped off the cliff and i could have died okay! eva saved my life which shows that 2m people care for each other :] if she hadnt stopped me from falling, I wouldnt be here today. fine, that was a teeny weeny insy winsy bit exaggerated but still!&lt;br /&gt;august and september were mostly very exam-based months but we pulled together as a class. we're called nerd class for a reason right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the exams! marks are secondary; whats most important is if we put in our best and we all definately did. 2m is such an all rounder class, yes? haha. the whole post exam period was so fun as well. playing uno, speed, listening to boring and pointless talks, minifair and well, becoming much much closer as a class. I mean, people like serqi, before the post-exam period, we hardly even EVER talked but during the minifair and stuff, we suddenly had some common topic. post exam period works miracles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than any of these things, what is 2m without the people?&lt;br /&gt;Lim rui, geetika, charlotte, tong li and alethea.&lt;br /&gt;all of you have been great great friends and sitting beside you all has been really wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;lim rui, you torture me every day of your life but without you, I wouldnt have been able to enjoy lessons even half as much as I actually did. it was so funny to make fun of teachers and imitate them and I feel really blessed to have sat beside you for 1 and a half years. at the end of the day, even though we dont always get along, you're one of my best friends in the whole world. I'll do anything to sit beside you again next year because you just make me happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geetika, you have just been there for me all the time and thats more than enough. Even when I was so dejected last friday because of my results, you gave me hope that this exam isnt the end. from last year until today, without you, my life wouldnt be complete. I still remember how on the first day of school, i had no chair and you shared yours with me and Im really very grateful that you helped me make my dosa for home ec exam. I would have failed if you hadnt rescued me! so yes, of course i want to be in the same class as you next year and about tomorrow, I think i can come! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong li tong li, ahahaha! trust me, you're the person I fight with the most in the whole world. we just never ever ever get along, do we? but hey, even if we fight, you're surely the person who has also made me laugh the most. your greentea, your cheeks, your disturbed look..everything just amazes me. will you be my prince for halloween? (:&lt;br /&gt;and charlotte! I've known you for the shortest period of time as compared to the other 3 but you're a really nice person. hahaha its really sweet how you try and make me feel good about myself. and the cake today..thank you so so much! Its so nice to think that you went out of the way to bake just for the both of us. you're the best dancer and baker ever charlotte, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people like jia have also added a lot of colour to my life. my best blackmore friend! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and nicole mak too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabelle aiel geri cheryl faye liwen elena eva amelia gerou jacq jolene joy klarissa michelle wenxi yingyen limrui makmak merrilyn raywern alethea tongli juhi sam sonal serqi jia xiang sadhika nicoleteh sau geetika &amp;amp; charlotte,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you VERY VERY much for such a lovely academic year. even if we're not in the same class, at least we're all still in the same school and for people like amelia and serqi who're leaving mgs, at least we're in the same country right? I'm going to miss the 2m classroom so so much! as mrs chong said on the first day of school, jurassic park. its where I spent the best days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do during the holidays, at least until december. oh we got the 2m class tshirt today and even my mother thinks its pretty. haha and once again, thanks a lot charlotte for the birthday cake and lim rui, thank you very much for the very sweet letter and snowglobe thing. its beautiful you know? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love each and every one of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1346913553708740558?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1346913553708740558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1346913553708740558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1346913553708740558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1346913553708740558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-past-11-years-of-my-school-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-3675396617896049738</id><published>2007-10-24T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:35:51.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual, we were ostracised yet again. &lt;br /&gt;as elena said, mgs isnt a very "vegetarian-friendly" place. literally&lt;br /&gt;well not that mgs can be blamed. there are only 4 of us in the whole sec 2 cohort who are vegetarians.&lt;br /&gt;me, sonal, juhi and elena but then again sonal and juhi dont count because they choose when they want to be vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;when the non-veg food is nice, they immediately switch. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;so its just me and elena and truly, I admire her.&lt;br /&gt;the people with allergies and us, vegetarians were first of all assigned to a special table.&lt;br /&gt;if thats not enough, they gave us labels. what the hell right?&lt;br /&gt;haha the labels were really cute though-like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx81_AMATVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PvNGJnkwE6k/s1600-h/DSC00032%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx81_AMATVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PvNGJnkwE6k/s200/DSC00032%231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124874257469295954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i swear im not making fun of her allergy. its just funny how they treat us like a bunch of weirdos or lepers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the food we got at marriot was hellish at least for us vegetarians. we had to ask for bread thrice; perhaps because they assumed bread is non-vegetarian and the main course was just disgusting. people have a very wrong idea of what vegetarianism is. &lt;br /&gt;whats the point of giving us mock chicken? its not as though we're yearning for chicken so much that we need to turn to &lt;u&gt;mock&lt;/u&gt; chicken. sorry but i wasted 3/4 my food and ended up eating potatoes which the person beside me kindly donated. the soup was the only thing, normal.&lt;br /&gt;since everything else was terrible, we were waiting so eagerly for the strawberry cheescake when suddenly someone appeared with a plate of &lt;b&gt;fruits&lt;/b&gt; for us. once again-what the hell right? hellooooo why is strawberry cheescake considered non-vegetarian! its not fair that they give us nothing but fruits when we deserve the strawberry cheescake just as much as everyone does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in silent protest, I refused to touch any of the fruits and all of us demanded our cheesecake. in the end, they told us they'll make 3 more just for us but we'll have to share. the girl beside me didnt want cheesecake anymore so she gave me the whole thing but still, I shared with this, another girl with nut allergy :D haha so we got fruits AND the cheesecake-elena took all my fruits though.&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, me and elena rock because we save the animals. albeit we dont get fair treatment, we're cooler than people who just love animals and still eat them. goodness, practice what you preach man.&lt;br /&gt;go to meat.org please [:&lt;br /&gt;anyway after marriot, we roamed around orchard. the halloween masks and hats are all so cute. oh patrick is sitting on my lap now :D hahaha and Im using the banana plush as a bolster together with my baby tigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i need to eat dinner now. finally some proper vegetarian food &lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3675396617896049738?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3675396617896049738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3675396617896049738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3675396617896049738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3675396617896049738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-usual-we-were-ostracised-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx81_AMATVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PvNGJnkwE6k/s72-c/DSC00032%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-944804650471397918</id><published>2007-10-23T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:04:35.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minifair was awesome-way beyond that actually.&lt;br /&gt;but before that,&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much geri and jolene for the banana plush&lt;br /&gt;and jia, sam, nicole mak and joy for the &lt;u&gt;PATRICK STAR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all made me so happy, really. this birthday is going to be the best birthday ever and only 8 days left :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx2cIQMATUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/z5ZevL0iTH8/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx2cIQMATUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/z5ZevL0iTH8/s200/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124423616615697730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!♥♥&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala i love 2m because post exam activities have all been so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;like playing uno and speed early in the morning. goodness, this has definately been my best school year.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to about minifair.&lt;br /&gt;be it eating candy floss, waiting for almost an hour for the haunted hotel as 1/3 the class, passing patrick around, doing sand art, singing along to the music or cheating during the games, I had so much of fun. especially haunted hotel which was so funny. and even though the queue was very very long, it was worth it. and we rock because we cheated for the games but shh im not going to write what happened here.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, I got a lot of super rings, a photo frame (which I donated to geetika) and sand art. I spent only 50 cents :P&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and 5 strangers asked me where I got the patrick from. heh everyone loves you patrick. um what else what else. oh yeah tomorrow is the social etiquette thing and the 3rd last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;why why why why? :( 2m is the best &lt;i&gt;la&lt;/i&gt;, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-944804650471397918?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/944804650471397918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=944804650471397918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/944804650471397918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/944804650471397918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/minifair-was-awesome-way-beyond-that.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rx2cIQMATUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/z5ZevL0iTH8/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-3756651794185038546</id><published>2007-10-21T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:09:21.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shut up and stop crying already vandana, just work much much much harder next year.&lt;br /&gt;whatever subject combo you get, do your best in that and seriously, STOP crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;stop telling yourself that you studied very hard and your efforts have all gone a waste because you didnt study very hard.&lt;br /&gt;stop putting yourself down that you're the lousiest in class because one exam doesnt determine your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking that next year you'll be all by yourself and cherish your last school week properly.&lt;br /&gt;Its not worth crying vandana-you cried the whole of friday and the whole of saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3756651794185038546?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3756651794185038546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3756651794185038546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3756651794185038546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3756651794185038546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/shut-up-and-stop-crying-already-vandana.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4626390682751939655</id><published>2007-10-18T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:53:49.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, I know i said i won't talk about results but i really cannot help expressing my extreme joy about english oral.&lt;br /&gt;19.5/20! :D the best best best part is, the picture had 3 prawns and i said ginger&lt;br /&gt;and still still still I almost aced it. and it helped me get an almost A1 for L.A&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness ms gloria chong, i love you! it was so funny when mrs chong was announcing our oral marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I almost failed geog :( and I could have gotten so much better for history because&lt;br /&gt;i got 37/50 for structured essay which is actually not bad but but i did terribly for the first part which is supposed to be the easiest to score! Still, im surprisingly very happy with history even though its such a horrible terrible mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh so many people are taking full geog next year while Im definately going to drop geog. full history and elect. lit :] which means I'll probably be in a class where I don't know anyone. At least in sec 1 and this year I have had people in class to talk to and eat recess with and I have really good friends.&lt;br /&gt;next year..howhowhow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, we'll see how it goes. oh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOLENE!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;october is the best month right? hahaha eh my birthday is coming in 13 days. yay!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was subject briefing today and oh maaaaan, so many people bully me :(&lt;br /&gt;lim rui takes great pleasure in trying to trip me and jia and gerou keep poking me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha peer abuse. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow we'll know if we can take 9 or 8 subjects. I really dont want to take physics but I still want to be offered 9 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this school term to end. it has been a great year, results aside. And 2m is honestly a wonderful class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4626390682751939655?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4626390682751939655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4626390682751939655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4626390682751939655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4626390682751939655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/haha-i-know-i-said-i-wont-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4049766692441636294</id><published>2007-10-16T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T17:19:31.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I refuse to mention any of my marks here and seriously what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like the idea of everyone knowing my marks-good or bad is a different story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, moving away from such a boring topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to east coast yesterday! :D hahaha escape was closed so with no choice at all, we had to go to east coast.&lt;br /&gt;in the extremely heavy rain. thank goodness, about 15 minutes after we reached east coast the rain stopped. &lt;br /&gt;we cycled (for a very very long time), played with sand, took photos and oh yes, climbed trees :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered to write a long long post so I'll post the photos I have. &lt;br /&gt;a picture speaks a thousand words &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR9jgMATOI/AAAAAAAAALo/5MRsNmQefz8/s1600-h/eastcoast1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR9jgMATOI/AAAAAAAAALo/5MRsNmQefz8/s200/eastcoast1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121856725116275938"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR98wMATPI/AAAAAAAAALw/9ksrZMQLxDU/s1600-h/eastcoast3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR98wMATPI/AAAAAAAAALw/9ksrZMQLxDU/s200/eastcoast3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857158907972850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR9_AMATQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YzSMMlHzuKs/s1600-h/+eastcoast4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR9_AMATQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YzSMMlHzuKs/s200/+eastcoast4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857197562678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-AwMATRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QPh5xuBeX2w/s1600-h/eastcoast5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-AwMATRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QPh5xuBeX2w/s200/eastcoast5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857227627449618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-BgMATSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/G80tVO4S0TE/s1600-h/eastcoast6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-BgMATSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/G80tVO4S0TE/s200/eastcoast6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857240512351522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-CwMATTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NhvevtigLd8/s1600-h/eastcoast8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR-CwMATTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NhvevtigLd8/s200/eastcoast8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857261987188018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more photos but I can't be bothered. maybe another day? :] I was sad the whole morning but I never showed it at all but the afternoon made me happy, especially uno.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, did i mention that yesterday was really really really fun? maybe its a good thing escape was closed. the train ride back home with geetika and charlotte was awesome too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from listening to chang and mayee hyperventilate about ugly taiwanese singers and the terrible rain, everything was perfect. and we were supposed to watch memoirs of a geisha today but I dont know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;ah well, I must go now. goodbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4049766692441636294?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4049766692441636294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4049766692441636294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4049766692441636294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4049766692441636294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-refuse-to-mention-any-of-my-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RxR9jgMATOI/AAAAAAAAALo/5MRsNmQefz8/s72-c/eastcoast1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-8367487719320737971</id><published>2007-10-11T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:44:16.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yay i got my tiara and purple adidas water bottle :]&lt;br /&gt;my tiara is honestly beautiful with purple feathers all over.&lt;br /&gt;its purple and and i love purple; right after pink of course.&lt;br /&gt;today was really fun; apart from spilling caramel on my white shirt and having to decide between the alien mask and the tiara.&lt;br /&gt;This has seriously been one of the best weeks ever and I'm very very excited about monday.&lt;br /&gt; And actually thinking about it, this has also been one of the best years of my life;&lt;br /&gt;for several reasons. and eh eh nicolegoh, reading your blog made me so happy :D you made my day, mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i dont know why but i really want to get back to school.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what im going to do tomorrow and saturday. Maybe I'll watch ms swan again and again.&lt;br /&gt;why does this year have to end so soon? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8367487719320737971?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8367487719320737971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8367487719320737971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8367487719320737971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8367487719320737971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-yay-i-got-my-tiara-and-purple-adidas.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-9183101907078845951</id><published>2007-10-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:09:21.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EOYS ARE OVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;(well not really, I have tamil tomorrow but thats so blaaaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i failed literature. I didnt know it was a clock for god's sake, and i wrote all about how much I sympathised with the grandfather. ohmygoodnesss, fail already. I didnt even mention the word clock. but geetika, me and jolene rock because we have the great great ability to laugh at our mistakes. hahahaha! the journey to the bus stop was too funny.&lt;br /&gt;Actually thinking about it now, its so obvious that its a clock. or else, how can a grandfather be 'striking' and why would people want to look at his hands!&lt;br /&gt;now it all makes sense but ahh, no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too happy to be sad about literature and geography and oh yes, math.&lt;br /&gt;Its all over and for almost 4 months, i dont have to study at all. I dont know why but not studying makes me really bored. I watched material girls and nancy drew, the tyra banks show and um. oh yes oh yes, david copperfield today. I studied tamil for slightly more than 15 minutes. I swear its not over confidence, i just dont know what to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uhhh im going to vivo on thursday. and escape on monday :] I want my tiara and adidas water bottle badly :( and one more thing, i dont want this year to ever end. 2m has been a great great class and I actually made new friends. Like charlotte :D All of us will definately not be in the same class next year so I have to make full use of these last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think i have to study tamil now even though I badly want to just go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-9183101907078845951?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/9183101907078845951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=9183101907078845951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/9183101907078845951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/9183101907078845951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys-are-over-d-well-not-really-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-734599687031775101</id><published>2007-10-06T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:44:01.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning [:&lt;br /&gt;i've been happy this whole entire week- so happy that i couldnt fall asleep yesterday night after the (the best phone call i've ever had in my life)&lt;br /&gt;the papers so far have all been okay except for geography which im expecting a c5 for.&lt;br /&gt;and i got my drawing for physics wrong and um. oh yes, the clock question in physics mcq wrong as well.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but its okay, everything else was good and im very satisfied already.&lt;br /&gt;whatever mark i get, i know its the best i can get and thats what matters the most right? :) no regrets at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday shakti :D yesterday was wonderful, yes?&lt;br /&gt;yay i cant wait for my birthday. and shruti, listening to your voice makes me very very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, I kept hearing your voice in my sleep. haha! when i see you in person, i promise to talk more.&lt;br /&gt;the phone just scares me.&lt;br /&gt; and shakti, I know I've been a terrible friend and im really sorry but I promise to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;s&gt;three&lt;/s&gt; four of us HAVE to talk again. yesterday was too good.&lt;br /&gt;I love you my dear mojojojojo, even though you try to make my life miserable :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and once again, happy happy happy birthday shakti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh vandana, you can do it. only math, lit and tamil left. you cant study much for tamil so its only math and lit!&lt;br /&gt;you can do it darling, only four days left.&lt;br /&gt;after that you can "blog until your eyes pop out" like mrs chong said.&lt;br /&gt;right now, you have to go study math and about evil antonio.&lt;br /&gt;and your birthday is coming so if you want to enjoy to the fullest, right now you have to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha sorry i know that doesnt make sense but&lt;br /&gt;lunch now so goodbye&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-734599687031775101?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/734599687031775101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=734599687031775101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/734599687031775101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/734599687031775101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-morning-ive-been-happy-this-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6316486286642893560</id><published>2007-10-03T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:18:03.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Geography was terrible. period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eng paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Geography&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tamil paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eng paper 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;History&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Biology&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Physics&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Math 1 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Math 2 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Literature&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tamil 2 &amp;amp; 3 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6316486286642893560?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6316486286642893560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6316486286642893560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6316486286642893560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6316486286642893560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/10/b4-for-geog-and-ill-be-very-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5016060448655334866</id><published>2007-09-29T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:05:38.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHENGYEE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you're so special that im most willing to abandon my hiatus to wish you.&lt;br /&gt;and and I honestly, genuinely hope your leg recovers soon. take care my great friend, i love you!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, talking about end of years it starts on tuesday! :]&lt;br /&gt;the earlier it finishes, the better. I'm really too bored to care about it now.&lt;br /&gt;yes i have studied so I cant do anything else but hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is in the hands of this celestial being above me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and I got my veena :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography is nice this year. and history too. i hate physics and antonio makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;everything else is okay. I'm almost done with geography, just revision left. history too.&lt;br /&gt;I have a LOT to do for physics and slightly lesser than a lot for bio. I havent even touched literature and math. but whatever. I'll be happy with what I get because i have done my very best already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shut up vandana, go study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5016060448655334866?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5016060448655334866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5016060448655334866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5016060448655334866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5016060448655334866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-khengyee-haha-youre-so.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6816187315883847001</id><published>2007-09-05T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:33:24.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, chuck the hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;This is my only form of relaxtion and I deserve this break.&lt;br /&gt;Studying 6 chapters of history, digestion, reproductive system, issues on sex, electricity, MOV Act 1, agriculture and transportation can kill you know?&lt;br /&gt;Helloooo, I dont remember studying this much ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;but its anyway not going to be of any use. I never do well. God you must hate me when it comes to marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i love my notes (: i made them exceptionally pretty with a lot of markers so that I'm motivated to study.&lt;br /&gt;It has definately been working so far. and oh yes, playing The Great Escape by Boys like Girls and Teenagers by My chemical romance on repeat helps too. just that teenagers reminds me of barney. dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run out of things to say. My life has become boooooring because of end of years. oh oh next thursday is the english oral exam and im timekeeper. which means I go first and stay till the end to time everyone. By right, they should be paying me to do these kind of things. sigh&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think from this post onwards I'll stick to my hiatus. abstinence is the key (:&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, my offical hiatus begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for a long long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6816187315883847001?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6816187315883847001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6816187315883847001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6816187315883847001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6816187315883847001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/09/ah-chuck-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5240579094433816494</id><published>2007-08-31T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:36:44.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;you love me,&lt;br /&gt;we're a happy family!&lt;br /&gt;with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you&lt;br /&gt;won't you say you love me too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still delirious from the overwheliming joy today afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;sixone'05 is the most most most bonded class ever and mr lee is the best teacher in the world and i love you all so so so much!&lt;br /&gt;the concert at mgs was booooring except for the fact that the president of singapore came.&lt;br /&gt;haha i swear he waved to me!:D but whatever, the concert was no fun at all and I was counting down to the end of school.&lt;br /&gt;and plus, the floor was so hard. i liked last year's teachers' day concert more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the security guards at dazhong wouldn't let us go in before 1pm so a lotttt of people were waiting outside.&lt;br /&gt;heh! i saw tracykoh first (: then fang ting! haha i screamed superly duperly loudly when I saw her. &lt;br /&gt;finally finally finally they opened the gates. dazhong is still the same-the same small school, with great great people.&lt;br /&gt;went to the canteen with tracy to drink milo. haha! dazhong milo is the besttttt!:D&lt;br /&gt;then i saw kheng yee! and nicoleeeeee!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, um, we went to see mr lee! sixone is such a great class that almost 3/4 the class came today. and we all have one thing in common-we know that mr lee is the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;we sang 'i love you' from barney really loudly. haha i think almost everybody was staring but heck care, it was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;and thennn, we gave him the we love you mr lee cake. and oh yes, 3 cheers for mr lee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go see mrs deva after that. I didn't have much of a choice actually. it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; nice talking to her but once she stared speaking, she never really stopped and I very badly wanted to go back to mr lee and the rest. come to think of it, we're very bonded as a tamil class as well (:&lt;br /&gt;when mrs deva finally said she had to go it was already two thirty and when I went back, I couldn't find anyone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home after walking around the school and talking to random people. I know for sure that there is nothing like sixone'05. I know for sure that its the best class I have ever been in and i know for sure that I must be very blessed to have such great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like khengyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've known you since primary one and we have forever been in the same class. but i guess we became a lot closer in that staircase we used to spend every recess at in primary three. you have been such a great friend and I'll never ever forget you. you kept me sane and I could count on you for every little thing. I know we had lots of fights but at the end of the day, i know i love you and i know you'll be special always. oh oh oh and thanks a lot for sending me the spongebob theme! I'm never ever ever going to change it, partially because YOU sent it to me (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've known you forever as well but it was in primary 5 when we were sitting beside each other that I got to know you much better. my life in dazhong was very very very fun because of you, you, you and only you. sitting at the back row and laughing for every small thing was just great. haha mr lee changed my seat because of that and gave me a long lecture but but but you were just such a great friend and my dear mad woman! &lt;br /&gt;and remember disease man? :D i think we were all mean people but who cares, my life was a lot more interesting because of him.&lt;br /&gt;haha it was so fun making fun of him with you.&lt;br /&gt;nicolegoh, i love you so much! you will for life, be one of my best friends in the whole universe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I remember having very intellectual conversations with you at such a young age! and oh yes, i remember you as the great head prefect (:&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, i remember you as a great friend. I always had something to tell you, didnt I? It was very nice talking to you today. how's your little brother? singlet. hahaha! you're awesome tracy!&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fang ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fang er jie jie!&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;every single day I spent with you in sixone was a lot of fun. you are such a nice and prettyyyyy girl! unlike the rest, I only really got to know you in primary six but thats the special part! we became really good friends in such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of sixone'05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for giving me the best six years of my life. we'll never forget each other and most importantly, never forget sixone.&lt;br /&gt;we will forever be the best and most bonded class in dazhong. the one and only sixone'05. all of us must be really blessed to be a part of this great class. i love sixone. i love dazhong. i love all of you (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, mr lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can definately say that you are the best teacher in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;nobody else has ever even bothered about me so much. many teachers just hate me and give up on me but you are so so so different. &lt;br /&gt;if not for you, i wouldnt be in mgs today. you have taught me so many things in life and trust me mr lee, i have become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;even when I graduate from secondary school, junior college I will still come back to see you wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;because you're the best. the best teacher ever&lt;br /&gt;a very very happy teachers' day. you deserve everything in the world. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people have not even heard about dazhong and think its some lousy school that's just useless. I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;it has provided me; not only me but everyone, with such a strong foundation. it has given me a lot of opportunities; opportunities i would probably never have received if i was in another school.&lt;br /&gt;so what if its not as big or famous compared to the other schools? i know its the best school ever. dazhong will forever be special and so will sixone'05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i could cry right this minute. i want to go back to primary school :( mgs is really really nice but its not the same.&lt;br /&gt;nobody in mgs will even remember me or bother about me when I leave but dazhong isnt like that! even mrs loh remembers me and she only taught me in primary 1 and 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been a wonderful day; so wonderful that I feel like studying something. talking about studying, I'll be on hiatus-be back on the 10th of october (: i'm going to study hard and make myself proud. I'm not going to study for anybody's sake except for mine. my future relies on this end of years. not really but still. its important! and oh yes, once i get the sixone class tee, I'll wear it very very often because I'm proud to be from sixone. I'm proud to be from dazhong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for studying.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5240579094433816494?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5240579094433816494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5240579094433816494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5240579094433816494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5240579094433816494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-you-you-love-me-were-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1156568392236233745</id><published>2007-08-25T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:37:28.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has officially been the best best best day of my life. one of the best, at least.&lt;br /&gt;i havent laughed so muchhhhhh in ages and ages and ages.&lt;br /&gt;extremely early in the morning, in such an unearthly hour, I had to go all the way to woodlands to meet geetika and tong li for home econs :(&lt;br /&gt;and since i reached 25 minutes earlier than i was supposed to, I walked up and down causeway point because the only shop open was cold storage -.-&lt;br /&gt;and finally the both of them came and rescued me from boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verma geetika, your house isnt 100sq feet. rubbish la you! hahaha. anyway, before cooking, we went to the playground. heh!&lt;br /&gt;I so so so love her playground. Its the bestest playground i have ever been to because it has very very cool stuff like this bowl thing in which you sit and someone spins you around. I've never in my life seen anything like that. I'll post photos later when I have nothing to do. but seriously, that playground was very very nice. even the see-saw was cooler than other see saws. I laughed until i coughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;geetika invite me to your house more often! or at least to your playground. i loveeeee it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cooking part was okay i guess. I finished cooking my things very quickly and had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;both my dishes were a success (thanks to geetika, who in the process of helping me burnt my finger)&lt;br /&gt;and geetika's food was really nice :D after eating, we played isketch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we got second and lost to the first place winner by one single point!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha isketch is the coolest game ever. after eating again, we went to the playground again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, we climbed this rope wall thing. haha it was so much like camp and i made it to the top! haha&lt;br /&gt;and and i think geetika's brother is really really cuteeeee!&lt;br /&gt;I shall upload the photos i have at the moment and wait till geetika sends me the photos she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RtAW9hL1neI/AAAAAAAAALY/JHzzWsXf9Rg/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102603623946624482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RtAW9hL1neI/AAAAAAAAALY/JHzzWsXf9Rg/s200/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats the spinning bowl thing. see isnt it fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, bye bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1156568392236233745?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1156568392236233745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1156568392236233745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1156568392236233745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1156568392236233745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-has-officially-been-best-best.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RtAW9hL1neI/AAAAAAAAALY/JHzzWsXf9Rg/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4226077488509619703</id><published>2007-08-23T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:37:14.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quiz after a really long time. but before that, I must say that this week has been amazing. and particularly funny. especially today (: and since I was so happy, I planned out my whole study schedule for end of years. theres only 6 weeks left! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, i'm extremely pleased with my physics quiz marks. 14.5/20 is a huge improvement from the horrible terrible mark i got for the first test. and now, the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The phone rings, who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;-I don't really want the phone to ring actually. I want to watch Drake and Josh; not speak on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?&lt;br /&gt;-duhhh, what am i going to do with a cart anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you had to kiss the last person you kissed again, would you?&lt;br /&gt;-The last thing I kissed was the packet of yupi sweets my angel gave me and yes I'll gladly kiss it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah, when I agree with the compliment. most of the time I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you play Sudoku?&lt;br /&gt;-yes and I think i'm very good at it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;-no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If your house were on fire, what would be the things you would save?&lt;br /&gt;-definately my phone will be first. followed by money; lots of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last person you slept in the bed with?&lt;br /&gt;-my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;-depends. most of my smsses are about homework and school-based issues anywayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite childrens book?&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet Valley Kids. I don't know if its considered a chidren book but I remember reading &lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt; single book in the collection. I still read sweet valley high by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;-brown but more on the darker side. I like my eyes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;-157.5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?&lt;br /&gt;-start what from scratch? this quiz? I wouldnt mind, i have nothing better to do anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When was the last time you were at Botanic Garden?&lt;br /&gt;-I've never been there before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite ex..?&lt;br /&gt;-ex what? oh boyfriend! hahahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where was the furthest place you traveled?&lt;br /&gt;-canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like mustard?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?&lt;br /&gt;-sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-I miss my doll. I think my mom hid her; i havent seen her for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Can you do splits?&lt;br /&gt;-Haha! I did a split once when I slipped and fell. it was such a perfect split. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What movie do you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;-High school musical 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What did you do for New Years Eve?&lt;br /&gt;-Counted down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you think The Grudge was crappy?&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't watch it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;-yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you a cheerleader?&lt;br /&gt;-lyk zomg, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whats the last letter of your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;-I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you hispanic?&lt;br /&gt;-I think hispanics are cool people and no, I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like care bears?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah those are awesome creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you buy at the Movies?&lt;br /&gt;-a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;-Solitaire is the closest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you wear your seatbelt?&lt;br /&gt;-mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;-old clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Anything big ever happen in your CITY?&lt;br /&gt;-never ever ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is your hair straight or curly?&lt;br /&gt;-completely curly. I like my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is your tongue pierced?&lt;br /&gt;-ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like Liver and Onions?&lt;br /&gt;-onions, not liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you like funny or serious people better?&lt;br /&gt;-I like everyone. almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Ever been to L.A.?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;-the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.any plans 4 tonight?&lt;br /&gt;-lets seeeeee its 8.17pm now. I must pack my bag and play isketch. I'll go to bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Whats your fav. song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;-Cupid's chokehold. I like the badada part :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you hate chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;-no, white chocolate is beyond the bomb diggity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What do you and your parents fight about the most?&lt;br /&gt;-about their partiality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you a gullible person?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;-not now at least (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. If you could have any job what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-housewife will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;-not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What is your favorite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;-early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you generally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;-oh yes, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;thank you angel for being the best angel in the universe. the yupi sweets were really really nice and all the letters you have written thus far. you probably won't read this but thats okay, i still want you to know that I appreciate your letters and the sweets greatly. I swear i still have no idea who you are which is a good thing i suppose. &lt;br /&gt;yayyyy i love my angel!&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, thank you tong li for helping me print my reading programme thing.&lt;br /&gt;now time for isketch. toodles (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4226077488509619703?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4226077488509619703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4226077488509619703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4226077488509619703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4226077488509619703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiz-after-really-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5201526084460057014</id><published>2007-08-20T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T16:05:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! (; e-learning was terrible but I managed to finish all my homework by thursday so friday I was really free.&lt;br /&gt;some of the things we had to do were just so hard like the history. I spent 2 and a half hours doing it and the grammar test was stupid as well. I took really long to find the words in the dictionary and some I just guessed so i'm probably going to do really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on friday, mayee chang geetika and tong li and I went to cineleisure to watch disturbia. its superly duperly far away and we took such a long time to reach that place. and plus, since tong li was late in meeting me and geetika, we were late and missed the first five minutes of the movie. not that im blaming you tong li, i swear im not (: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the movie is quite scary but not like horror kind of scary. its scary in a non scary way. but but but disturbia is really really nice!&lt;br /&gt;definately one of the better movies. we went for lunch once the movie finished. I didn't really eat anything except for chocolate cake and a few fries from mayee. after lunch, we went to the arcade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played 2 games-the car racing one and air hockey. i sucked at car racing :D air hockey was a lot better. and its much more exciting than car racing. after that, uhh we went home i think. and thats what happened on friday!&lt;br /&gt;today was a very happy day too. early in the morning, mayee gave me a present. thank you so much, its my handphone pouch now (: mayee you're so so sooooo nice!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha oh and physics test got postponed. thank goodness! and and geetika taught me hindi and a little bit of french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mei bahuth kush hoo&lt;/i&gt; (i think)&lt;br /&gt;that means I'm very happy in hindi by the way. haha i want to learn more :( geetika teach me more hindi!:D&lt;br /&gt;sighhh tomorrow is math test. good luck vandana. i must go study now; byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5201526084460057014?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5201526084460057014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5201526084460057014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5201526084460057014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5201526084460057014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-e-learning-was-terrible-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1275348802729489906</id><published>2007-08-15T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T17:53:42.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAYEE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i hope you liked my singing of the birthday song. oh oh and guess what? i think you're great and &lt;s&gt;i think&lt;/s&gt; I know for sure that you'll always be one of my best best best besttttt friends in the whole entire universe! yay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1275348802729489906?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1275348802729489906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1275348802729489906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1275348802729489906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1275348802729489906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-mayee-d-haha-i-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6365367486595701617</id><published>2007-08-13T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T16:09:29.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from the clinic! :D i'm reallyyyyy sick now. as in, seriously very sick. my cough is terrible, i have flu and sore throat and my head is throbbing more than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;the anomalous thing is that even last saturday, I was convinced that I had recovered completely and yesterday night everything started all over again.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said i have sinus and gave me a lot of antibiotics and yet another bottle of cough syrup. oh yes and uhm, mc for P.E&lt;br /&gt;actually she offered to give me an M.C from school so actually I need not go to sch tomorrow but I'll decide at night.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, there is nothing as abysmal as a bad cough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6365367486595701617?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6365367486595701617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6365367486595701617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6365367486595701617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6365367486595701617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-from-clinic-d-im-reallyyyyy-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7290718822210186635</id><published>2007-08-09T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:02:20.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! (: the national day celebrations weren't all that bad yesterday. its a good thing i came to school.&lt;br /&gt;2m is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suchhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; a nice class!:D I don't want this year to end ever! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school, went to this Indian restaurant for home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt; project with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;geetika&lt;/span&gt; and tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;. the place wasn't open yet so we had to wait outside for almost half an hour. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;charlotte&lt;/span&gt; was supposed to come as well but she had to go to Malaysia so it was only the three of us. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;charlotte&lt;/span&gt; came. it would have been a gazillion times better if she did but never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the time we spent waiting outside the restaurant was horrible because of um. never mind, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shant&lt;/span&gt; say it here.&lt;/div&gt;then when finally the restaurant opened, things got better i guess and it was quite fun actually. we were the first customers for the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went to pop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;charlotte&lt;/span&gt; told us that the doughnuts are really good. I bought a cookies and cream doughnut! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9P5af6mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JPWqqgBFdrM/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9P5af6mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JPWqqgBFdrM/s200/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096594009130789474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9iZaf6nI/AAAAAAAAALA/ufgWvDb4CQ0/s1600-h/DSC00006%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9iZaf6nI/AAAAAAAAALA/ufgWvDb4CQ0/s200/DSC00006%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096594326958369394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;look at the doughnut below. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;preeeeetyy&lt;/span&gt;? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9xJaf6oI/AAAAAAAAALI/QFqaYeAGvPQ/s1600-h/DSC00008%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9xJaf6oI/AAAAAAAAALI/QFqaYeAGvPQ/s200/DSC00008%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096594580361439874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home after that. all 3 of us took the same bus (: i slept for 2 hours when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;the cough syrup causes drowsiness. anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you who shall not be named,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to be completely honest, i found you extremely irritating yesterday. it was so obvious that you were seeking attention and the way you just switched on your stupid music and stopped talking to us was really immature. if you want us/me to change our/my ways, the least you can do is communicate. and for your most kindest information, i was trying very very hard to not make you sad or angry. you probably were too busy to notice all these things and appreciate. In fact, i don't need your appreciation but at least stop throwing tantrums and crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; just yesterday that i was irritated. all that rubbish you told me about backstabbing and all was also EXTREMELY stupid. you were contradicting yourself so greatly. I will probably never really show you or tell you how much i cant stand you at times but i guess you can be quite nice overall so its okay (: i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;ignore the paragraph above.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and happy national day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7290718822210186635?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7290718822210186635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7290718822210186635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7290718822210186635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7290718822210186635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-national-day-celebrations-werent.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rrq9P5af6mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JPWqqgBFdrM/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4086333129671962891</id><published>2007-08-05T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:19:45.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been coughing like some Tuberculosis patient the whole entire day.&lt;br /&gt;and because of my cough i have a horrible headache and i feel so uh. weak :(&lt;br /&gt;my mother told me that i dont have to go to school tomorrow if i dont feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll decide tomorrow morning depending on how i feel. &lt;br /&gt;I want more cough syrup! Strepsils is not working at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;the coming week is going to be so great. thur, fri, sat and sunday no school! and wednesday is only until 10am. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;i&gt;get well soon vandana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4086333129671962891?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4086333129671962891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4086333129671962891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4086333129671962891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4086333129671962891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-coughing-like-some.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-881508047116168509</id><published>2007-07-31T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:24:00.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.) i have a sore throat&lt;br /&gt;2.) i have a head ache&lt;br /&gt;3.) i have a very bad cough&lt;br /&gt;4.) there's a history test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;5.) there's a home econs test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;6.) there's double period lang arts tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, 6 reasons why i shouldnt go to school tomorrow (: &lt;br /&gt;but but but if i dont get an mc, i'll get ZERO for all those tests! #$%&amp;@!#$%&amp;&lt;br /&gt;stupid p.e and stupid cheese cake. i swear its the cheese cake that gave me the sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;i think I'll sleep at 9pm today :D haha! so that i can go to school tomorrow and still be perfectly alright. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-881508047116168509?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/881508047116168509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=881508047116168509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/881508047116168509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/881508047116168509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7544577457194148561</id><published>2007-07-25T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T17:37:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The founder's day service was not that bad except for the fact that we had to stand up and sit down a lot of times. but it was really fun examining the uniforms of the JC people to guess what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; they were in. and before the service while we had a lot of free time in class, we played hangman so yeah, school wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mayee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chang&lt;/span&gt; and tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; went to orchard :D first we went to food republic for lunch. then uh, i think we went to meet alethea. aiya, i forgot what we did. we walked a lot though. i bought a purple furball keychain for my handphone. its reallyyyyy soft but i think i saw the same one at another shop and it was half the price :[ but that thing had something else attached to it which made the whole thing ugly so it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,we went inside a lot more shops and i cant remember anything except for this shop where we tried on berets. I looked like some ugly pirate when i wore it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i remember looking at a lot of clothes that were so..short. and um. OH YES! there was this guy who was begging (okay fine, that wasnt a very nice thing to say but i dont know how to rephrase it). He looked at us and started shouting "Mehhhhthodist ah?" hahaha! scaryyyyy! and uh, we went to burger king to eat fries and over there we played 7-up and made initials using fries.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091437093438089810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RqhrD5af6lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xM1ahOLgTjY/s200/V%2Bfor%2Bvandana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;V for vandana! (: (photo from mayee's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually a lot more things happened but i cant remember. im very very tired and oh maaan, there's school tomorrow. double-period physics! :o as long as we dont get back our test, its okay. i think i failed anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7544577457194148561?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7544577457194148561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7544577457194148561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7544577457194148561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7544577457194148561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/founders-day-service-was-not-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RqhrD5af6lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xM1ahOLgTjY/s72-c/V%2Bfor%2Bvandana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-6698738975844070306</id><published>2007-07-23T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:12:10.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I GOT A NEW PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha im really really happy (: its a Sony Ericsson K550i (Cybershot). since its Cybershot, the camera is obviously very powerful and the sound quality is really good too. oh and its white with a very pretty blue backlight.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my orange and white Samsung though. that phone's camera was really lousy and not more than 12 songs could be saved and unlike my new phone, it had no radio. but hey, it was my very first phone and it has lasted almost 2 years even though I dropped it on the floor so so so many times.&lt;br /&gt;i love you old phone! you'll always be special even though i dont need you anymore :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6698738975844070306?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6698738975844070306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6698738975844070306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6698738975844070306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6698738975844070306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-new-phone-ahaha-im-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7565992539029690907</id><published>2007-07-18T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:56:42.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:] I feel really really happy because everything went on so well today.&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning we had a compre test. i'm expecting to pass this one. i swear i have failed or almost failed every single compre test this year and maybe I'll pass this one :D and then there was mother tongue and then history.&lt;br /&gt;today was our last lesson with mr seow and we all wrote him notes and gave him a mr bean bear. and joy read him a speech. we're such a wonderful class. last year when ms su and mrs soo  left, we also did really special stuff for them. mrs soo even cried :D mr seow didnt cry though. haha! oh and we got back our history test. im quite happy with what i got actually. after history was recessss!&lt;br /&gt;it was superly duperly funny. recess makes me such a happy person (: i was really really pissed off with alethea though.damn, she's so racist! &lt;br /&gt;but whatever. i must admit, she can be very nice sometimes and maybe she didnt know she was being racist. and besides, mayee really stood up for me and i think that was realllyyyyy sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after recess there was math. we got back our quiz and i got 1/10. hahaha! and ms yang still gave me a sticker and put a sad face beside it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;thank god it isnt counted. i'll probably fail math if it is.&lt;/s&gt; (jolene and geri just told me that it IS counted. now, i &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; fail. oh great.) then there was geog and we didn't do a lot of work so yay! :D &lt;br /&gt;home econs was quite boring because i couldnt eat anything :/ &lt;br /&gt;but after school, i ate a lottt during the sec 4 debate farewell party. the food was very very very nice; especially the cake.&lt;br /&gt;and our apple pie, of course. it was a huge success. oh oh and i got the honour of holding the trash bag and collecting rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, this post is really boring but i need to go study physics. i did very badly for bio so somehow i'm going to try to do well in physics. i almost failed physics for end year last year so i dont know how i'm ever going to do well but nevermind that. I'm going to study now so goodbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7565992539029690907?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7565992539029690907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7565992539029690907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7565992539029690907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7565992539029690907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-really-really-happy-because.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4679665269937264103</id><published>2007-07-15T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:54:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shitttt&lt;/span&gt;, i deleted my previous post accidentally. it was so long and it was all about heroes but now its gone! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;, oh yeah, I'm listening to The Sweet Escape now. its such a dumb song but it makes me so much happier :] and i thought about __ at least 279 times today. every minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; home i tell myself that you're a horrible person but the second i see you, i melt and i feel so happy that I push my thoughts away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the same thing happened last year; so probably it'll happen again this year. maybe one day, I'll have the courage to write your name out instead of just replacing it with a blank but right now, I'll die if you hate me. or maybe you already do but whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yet another post that doesn't make sense. one day i'm going to delete my blog. i don't see the point of blogging. maybe I'll leave my tagboard there and delete all my posts. just maybe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4679665269937264103?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4679665269937264103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4679665269937264103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4679665269937264103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4679665269937264103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-shitttt-i-deleted-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6164991184273641795</id><published>2007-07-13T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T18:33:13.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, for a long time I had know idea why friday the 13th is considered unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i went to wikipedia and typed in Friday the 13th. the article was really quite amusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"A Friday occurring on the 13th day of any month is considered to be a day of bad luck in English, German, Polish and Portuguese-speaking cultures around the globe. Similar superstitions exist in some other traditions. In Greece or Spain, for example, Tuesday the 13th takes the same role. The fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskavedekatriaphobia (a word that is derived from the concatenation of the Greek words Παρασκευή, δεκατρείς, and φοβία, meaning Friday, thirteen, and phobia respectively; alternative spellings include &lt;u&gt;paraskevodekatriaphobia or paraskevidekatriaphobia) or friggatriskaidekaphobia, and is a specialized form of triskaidekaphobia, a phobia (fear) of the number thirteen.&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the underlined part is especially funny.I had really no idea people were scared of um. fridays -.- but in actual fact, today was such a great day! and ironically, it was really lucky as well. first thing in the morning, we had double free period because ms tok didnt come. then later on, we had photo taking which was really funny :] and after school, my broken locker got fixed thanks to some sec 4 girl who helped me punch my locker. and i was very happy in school too. especially during comp studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the significance of friday the thirteenth has worn off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6164991184273641795?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6164991184273641795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6164991184273641795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6164991184273641795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6164991184273641795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/actually-for-long-time-i-had-know-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-3932856055646259866</id><published>2007-07-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:09:29.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from the airport because my grandparents came back to Singapore. they'll be living with us for another 3 months i think. or maybe more (:&lt;br /&gt;i feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;realllyyyy&lt;/span&gt; blessed because i have such wonderful grandparents. all my 4 grandparents are still alive and healthy; even my great grandma. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;superly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;duperly&lt;/span&gt; close to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;and um. only 5 more months left until i see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shruti&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and we made apple crumble for home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;geetika&lt;/span&gt; and I make such a good pair [: we got 8/10 for our final product and of course, it was so so so so nice! what else..uh, oh yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; a poetry test tomorrow and I don't know what to study so i hardly studied anything. and i think i will be sick soon. I have a mild sore throat and its always the first symptom for fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon vandana (: you cannot afford to fall sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3932856055646259866?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3932856055646259866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3932856055646259866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3932856055646259866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3932856055646259866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-just-got-back-from-airport-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8053791848301885389</id><published>2007-07-09T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:37:07.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vandana is sad because&lt;br /&gt; she doesn't do her homework like good girls do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;she just goes to school and copies geetika's work. although geetika doesn't just let her copy but also teaches her how to do the work, vandana feels that she should try harder to do it herself. vandana is not stupid so she can do it. vandana is also sad because her sec 1 english teacher scolded her today when she didn't do anything wrong. she scolded her for not writing some story for some newspaper. vandana finds this unfair. if vandana doesn't want to write, she cannot be forced into it.&lt;br /&gt;vandana is also sad because she's not happy today. everyday, vandana comes home happy but not today.&lt;br /&gt;vandana tried very hard to complete a sudoku puzzle and when she was almost about to complete it, she gave up.&lt;br /&gt;vandana should have tried harder :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind :]&lt;br /&gt;vandana will do her homework for today properly. she will not give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;vandana will even write that article her sec 1 english teacher wants her to write just so that she'll leave vandana alone.&lt;br /&gt; vandana will also try to finish that sudoku puzzle when she's free. vandana will not be sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaah, this post doesn't make sense. but it has been so motivational! and um. oh yeah, i think everyone should try sudoku. its really quite fun. and you should do it with your friends. doing it alone is no fun. and I'm going to do my homework now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8053791848301885389?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8053791848301885389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8053791848301885389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8053791848301885389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8053791848301885389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/vandana-is-sad-because-she-doesnt-do.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6396599999832081144</id><published>2007-07-08T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:26:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Live Earth was pretty much a huge disappointment&lt;br /&gt;i watched it for close to three hours and i didn't have the satisfaction of listening to one good song.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt later that the better songs were sung only in the later part of the show and of course, I slept quite early so i missed everything. &lt;br /&gt;I liked all the short clips on global warming though. &lt;br /&gt;Save Gaia :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6396599999832081144?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6396599999832081144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6396599999832081144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6396599999832081144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6396599999832081144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/live-earth-was-pretty-much-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6069146966850598378</id><published>2007-07-05T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:37:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i blog a little too often but www.mistermuffet.blogspot.com is a very tempting place. anywayy...&lt;br /&gt;Project work rocked! (: &lt;br /&gt;thank you geetika for your very very sick understanding of the word 'dome'. you made my day very happy. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;tong li spilt water all over me in the bus. i still don't know why she did that. i was drinking water and suddenly she just pushed my waterbottle away from my mouth. i didn't even do anything wrong :(&lt;br /&gt;Tong li can be weird sometimes so its okay :D other than that, today has been really nice. oh yes and i um, got a nice free pink pen which is quite lousy and i got a new Pental eraser as well. Hahahaha! thank you tong li for taking that ugly green pen. i hope you like it :P&lt;br /&gt;and shruti, i love you! you make me such a happy person haha; my best best best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;without you its hard to survive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6069146966850598378?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6069146966850598378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6069146966850598378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6069146966850598378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6069146966850598378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-i-blog-little-too-often-but-www.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-37214064734957374</id><published>2007-07-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:02:00.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from the police station! ;D&lt;br /&gt;he said i'm a very very honest person and he gave me this superly duperly cool police report.&lt;br /&gt;it basically has my statement and particulars and signature but its so cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;its nice to do good things. this has probably been the nicest thing i've ever done in a long long time. &lt;br /&gt;no more thousand dollars but that's okay. i did the right thing; for once.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and i decided that i want to be like Tyra Banks when i grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-37214064734957374?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/37214064734957374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=37214064734957374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/37214064734957374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/37214064734957374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-just-got-back-from-police-station-d.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5245067452304906735</id><published>2007-07-03T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:30:08.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During p.e, the frisbee hit my lips and it bled. a lot. now my bottom lip is very red with a line cutting across it. but i was such a brave girl (: i pretended as though it was no pain at all. but in actual fact, i was dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt screw math test :D it was quite alright. oh and uh, about my thousand dollars, i'm returning it today. i'll post photos tomorrow if i can. right now, my lips are burning and i stink. so i need to go bathe right this minute. &lt;strong&gt;why &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't i be more careful! i always get injured. even during sec 2 adventure camp. i almost slipped and i could have fallen down the slope. or in another words, i could have died. haha! im serious.&lt;br /&gt; i shall be a more careful person starting from today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5245067452304906735?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5245067452304906735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5245067452304906735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5245067452304906735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5245067452304906735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/during-p.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5019670331192981286</id><published>2007-07-02T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:25:09.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH  MY GOD! I AM STILL RECOVERING FROM SHOCK! THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST INTERESTING DAY OF LIFE. PLEASE READ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after typing that post below, i went for a walk with my parents. just me, my mother and my father. we were walking on the road near um..goodview gardens. my parents were walking in front and i was walking slightly behind. and then i saw it. &lt;br /&gt;this note which was shining very brightly. it was quite dark so this gold light was very distinct. &lt;br /&gt;first i thought it was a $2 note. and i looked closer.&lt;br /&gt;i saw many zeros. i looked again to make sure. &lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A $1000 DOLLAR NOTE! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?&lt;br /&gt;i bet you cant but i swear its true. if you dont trust me, then you're probably just jealous. but i found a thousand dollar note!&lt;br /&gt;if you consider finding a 10 dollar note big money, imagine 100 of those 10 dollar notes.&lt;br /&gt;its not big money; its huge money. i can buy an SQ ticket to anywhere in the world with that money or buy anything i want forever and ever. &lt;br /&gt;some shopkeeper probably lost it because i found it near the shops. i could have kept it if i wanted to. i mean, who would have found out even if i had kept it. besides, finders keepers.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? i didnt keep it. i made my parents follow me to the nearest police station. mind you, it was already close to 10pm. they followed me anyway. i really wanted to return it because you know, that person who lost it might have depended on that money for their next meal. but before that, i took many photos with that note. hahaha! :D but hey, its not everyday that you find thousand dollars right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made my parents wait in the police station with me because there were 2 other people in front of us. but after a while, the policeman said they were closing. so i had to leave!:( i will go return the money tomorrow. i wont keep it. i never will! its not the right thing to do..though it is very tempting. very!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really must go sleep now. tonight has been a little too interesting. and im really proud of myself. good night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5019670331192981286?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5019670331192981286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5019670331192981286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5019670331192981286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5019670331192981286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-my-god-i-am-still-recovering-from.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7788965584741335874</id><published>2007-07-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:58:10.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i cannot screw my math test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot screw my math test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot screw my math test tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, i hope that helps. maybe if i keep saying it, i really wont do that badly.&lt;br /&gt; but i really studied a lot! and if i do badly, then its just not fair. no, i shant do badly. i've studied and hence, i've done my part.&lt;br /&gt;the rest is not in my hands :] oh yes and um, i found my baby photographs. i swear i looked wayy better then. i'll post those photos another time. maybe tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and and i think this semester, im really working very hard. i think i know the reason why and i'm very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;even if i don't do well, i'll do my very best. i will i will i will. ah sheesh, this post doesnt even make sense. but oh well. goodnight ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7788965584741335874?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7788965584741335874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7788965584741335874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7788965584741335874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7788965584741335874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cannot-screw-my-math-test-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-2722094358195368545</id><published>2007-06-28T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:44:52.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nadine, thank you so so so so much for the spongebob hand pouch that im using as a pencil case now, that superrrrr cute doggy keychain and those 5 very very very nice marshmellows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spongebob is so adorable. &lt;br /&gt;thank you! i really like everything a lot&lt;3 i love youuuuu! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shruti, im receiving your present today! i really can't wait to see it :D &lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot best friend, you rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yay, i have such nice nice friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-2722094358195368545?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/2722094358195368545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=2722094358195368545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2722094358195368545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2722094358195368545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/nadine-thank-you-so-so-so-so-much-for.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-589284003730758792</id><published>2007-06-26T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:01:06.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been really cool so far (; mrs lee didnt come yesterday and today so we had no bio for this week.&lt;br /&gt;physics is still boring and im glad i have lim rui sitting beside me because she has a watch. i like counting down to the end of the period. history test is tomorrow. thank god it wasnt today. even art is interesting now because we dont have to draw or paint or anything like that. we're doing picture description or whatever its called. its actually really nice and easy. wayyyy easier than drawing. darn, i need art tuition. &lt;br /&gt;height and weight taking was so nice because i never got to know my height and weight. i tried looking at my height and it showed 130cm. so i gave up trying to look at it. i must be 158 now. or maybe 159. i want school to be this way till the end of sec2. its aweomse. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-589284003730758792?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/589284003730758792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=589284003730758792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/589284003730758792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/589284003730758792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-has-been-really-cool-so-far-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8788699424406824820</id><published>2007-06-21T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:46:23.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! (; i found this on the net because i had really nothing to do and its so so so true; which actually makes it a little freaky because every thing is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Traits of a Scorpio&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strong-willed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Determined&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Secretive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meticulous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Investigative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep thinker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vindictive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jealous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sullen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarcastic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad tempered&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the above traits are all true! especially the vindictive and jealous part. yes, im vindictive. so what? i think its human nature anyway :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Likes...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Debates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intellectual conversation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The occult&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being the boss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making others angry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Secrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;i&gt;yes, very true once again. especially the occult part. i think movies on the supernatural are amazing. and well, the making others angry part as well. Haha, the pleasure you get in doing that is just..awesome (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dislikes...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being analysed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personal questions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;know-it-all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;strangers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;show-offs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;personal questions. yes yes yes! i HATE those things so much. many people actually think they're being good friends by asking those questions but actually, it just annoys me to a great extent. and those 'heart-to-heart' conversations rubbish as well. i dont believe in those. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, there! oh maaaan, holidays are ending so soon. im almost done with my homework though. except for that physics worksheet. i still have 2 pages left in that and tamil book review which is just so pointless. the questions they ask are so dumb. but thats it! see, i've been good this holidays! santa, you heard that? my christmas will be spent with shruti and her family this year. i think thats the best christmas present i've ever received. thank you santa, you rock! goodbye now. i need to take math tuition for this p6 girl and im not even getting paid. haha but its okay. santa's watching (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8788699424406824820?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8788699424406824820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8788699424406824820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8788699424406824820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8788699424406824820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-i-found-this-on-net-because-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6854359574171146179</id><published>2007-06-17T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:37:40.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, im going to bangalore all by myself, with just akshaya to meet shruti! finally, after all these years, i'll get to see you shruti!&lt;br /&gt;this is so awesome. thank you god!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6854359574171146179?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6854359574171146179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6854359574171146179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6854359574171146179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6854359574171146179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/shruti-g-iyer-read-this-i-suppose-you.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4523185527858474196</id><published>2007-06-16T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T09:01:09.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bowling is still theeeee best and so yesterday was awesome! (:&lt;br /&gt;met outside HomeTeam NS at 1 yesterday; tong li was a teeny weeny bit late because she went inside the golf range. haha! but anyway, we went to Starbowl there which we couldnt find for quite some time. It was reallllyyyy crowded. we booked 2 lanes but there was some Jeffery guy in front of us and he had booked i think, 3 lanes. so we had to wait for REALLY long. but ah well, finally it was our turn and we only got 1 lane instead of 2.&lt;br /&gt;we played 2 games. the first game i got 67 points and i was the 2nd highest amongst the 5 of us. heh! not bad right? lim rui was highest because she's just too good at bowling and tong li was lowest because she's just too &lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; at bowling. haha kidding! it was tong li's first time so its okay (:&lt;br /&gt;the second game i got third highest! haha. mayee got 2nd and lim rui got first..again. i think i got only 31 points or something but it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;after bowling it was only 3.30 and we didnt want to go home so early. so we went up to the multi purpose hall and decided to play badminton. the thing is, we didnt have rackets. so i went home to get them and when i came back i found out the badminton courts were for members only.&lt;br /&gt;oh maaaaaan! so we played at the corridor outside the badminton courts near the toilets. we looked so stupid :( but it was really fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;at 4.45 tong li had to leave and we left at 4.50. yesterday rocked! YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and on wednesday, while we were eating at KFC, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;we saw our camp trainer! :O&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew they led normal lives like us and ate at KFC. haha! i dont know the trainer's name, unfortunately but im 100% sure she's a trainer (:&lt;br /&gt;im extremely hungry and i want breakfast badly. so tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4523185527858474196?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4523185527858474196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4523185527858474196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4523185527858474196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4523185527858474196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/bowling-is-still-theeeee-best-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-3644190195717498474</id><published>2007-06-15T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:26:55.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>normally i hate quizzes but ah well here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUT YOUR MUSIC PLAYER ON SHUFFLE AND PRESS FW FOR EACH QUESTION. USE THE SONG NAME TO ANSWER THE QUESTION....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Let go-Vanessa Hudgens (eh..doesnt make sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get far in life? &lt;br /&gt;FarAway-Nickelback (Omg, yes yes yes!thank youuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me?&lt;br /&gt;The Crazy Frog Song (oh dear. they see me as a crazy frog? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I get Married?&lt;br /&gt;Snow (Hey Oh)-Red Hot Chili Peppers (get married on snow? oolala that would be so awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Aqua-Barbie girl (hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Til' The Dawn-Drew Sidora   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/was highschool like?&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas-Where is the love? (yeah exactly! where is the love?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Find Yourself in you-Everlife (okay, i'll do that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;Leavng On a Jet plane-Janis Joplin (haha yeah maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Little Mermaid-Under The sea (ah,  i see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Hips Dont lie-Shakira (okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my parents?&lt;br /&gt;Comin Clean-Hilary Duff (Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe my grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;The Other Side of Me-Hannah Montana (i beg to differ.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Wind it Up-Gwen Stefani (heh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;The Best of Both Worlds-Hannah Montana (Omg, yeah! you know..the world in earth and the world in heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;White Houses-Vanessa Carlton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Shining Star-B5 (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;She's No You-Jesse McCartney &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Unwritten-Natasha Bedingfield (haha, i take that as a yes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Bowling for soup-high school never ends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars-Snow Patrol (oh, great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Complicated-Avril Lavigne (oh maaaan! i want children. babies are so awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;Pop Princess-The click five (lousy advice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I be remembered?&lt;br /&gt;SexyBack-Justin Timberlake (haha yay yay yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my signature dancing song?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we touch-Cascada (you cant dance to it for goodness sake! its such a slow song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Stars are Blind-Paris Hilton (mm,yeah i like paris hilton and so i like her songs as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Its Time To Disco (no no! wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the black Parade-My Chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there. the end. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday's ice skating was reallllyyyyy fun! and im improving (:&lt;br /&gt;i only fell down twice-once because tong li fell and she pulled me along with her. haha&lt;br /&gt;and the second time because some loser kid crashed onto me with her push thing. but hey, it wasnt my fault i fell. the last time i fell like 4 times i think.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post the neoprints we took but for tong li's sake, i wont. i looked surprisingly normal for once in the neoprint :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im going bowling in 1 and half hours at HomeTeam NS. its so superly duperly near my house. yay! but but chang cant come :( its okay chang, we can all together another day :) oh and i finished  my math homework. i feel damn happy today! and and and i might MIGHT be meeting shruti in december! Yes yes yes! can life get any better than this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3644190195717498474?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3644190195717498474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3644190195717498474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3644190195717498474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3644190195717498474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/normally-i-hate-quizzes-but-ah-well.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8382800482042127838</id><published>2007-06-12T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:45:26.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its horrible to be back home. i want to go back. club med rocked; really really rocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, i promised a long post right? i dont know about long but i will post on club med.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i mentioned in my previous post, i left on the 7th. really early in the morning to Newton car park where we were to board our bus. the bus was okay but the journey was so boring. 7 hours long and i was dying to reach club med.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4BmF_o7LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/K7VWGOJbc0U/s1600-h/S7300021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074995584048884914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4BmF_o7LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/K7VWGOJbc0U/s200/S7300021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, the bus. i was bored so i was playing with my camera. finally finally FINALLY we reached. The first thing i saw were the beaches. white sands, palm trees, very very calm sea, crystal clear water. it was just so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074997478129462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4DUV_o7MI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WcVVeM1cw54/s200/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074997933395995858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4Du1_o7NI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fVOyoJze7gI/s200/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, pretty huh? i think it looks like one of those desktop backgrounds (: anyway, after that we went straight for lunch. food was so awesome! especially the deserts after every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074999187526446306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4E31_o7OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PTq_6V_eqdk/s200/S7300029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we checked into our rooms after lunch. the rooms are supposedly traditional Balinese style so the rooms are basically like cottages. of course, its really really pretty inside. and oh yeah, there are lot of monkeys. haha! then we did activities! all 5 days we had a lot of things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075002417341852914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4Hz1_o7PI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LoWAR7g9V_w/s200/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARCHERY! i look pro, dont i? haha! i only look pro; i wasnt pro at all. but it was SO fun! and we also did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075009108900900114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4N5V_o7RI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_Dq_TH8FLUM/s200/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYAKING! it was really really cool although very tiring. i had so much of fun :D and of course, what is a beach holiday without swimming in the beach right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075009907764817186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4On1_o7SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1xZNb6jo-L4/s200/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swam in the beach for 2 days. the first day i swam, it was really cool. the water was so warm and the tides were just right but on the 2nd day i swam, the tides were extremely high and so my extremely paranoid mother didnt let me swim too far from the shore -.- oh oh oh in the beach, we saw a JELLYFISH! yes, a real jellyfish. just that it was dead. i mean, duh, it was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i touched it. using my foot of course and i was wearing slippers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075011174780169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4Pxl_o7TI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rrYAHSMp_so/s200/S7300064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so yucky! so slimy and jelly-ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075017260748828034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4VT1_o7YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ArRbZKijgHs/s200/S7300060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also engraved my name on the sand. haha! i think its really cool (: but the best part of it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075012948601662802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4RY1_o7VI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nTqvLScqQyc/s200/S7300099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075013348033621346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4RwF_o7WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g7FQ7A9Vs4Q/s200/S7300101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUNGY BOUNCE! i did it twice and trust me, its really very good! i look so happy up there right? haha! i went higher than that actually. anyway, apart from all these activities (there was more, just that i dont have the pictures), every night there was a show and a theme for the whole night. on the second day, the theme was indian! cool right? so anyway, there was indian food on that day, all the staff were dressed in indian clothes and of course, there was an indian show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which was really nice and funny! it was so entertaining to see white people dancing to hindi songs. i took videos of the dances but i cant post that here but anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075015521287073138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4Tul_o7XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PEmcVYlCvLQ/s200/S7300095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;thats the finale photo. on the 3rd night, there was a circus show. Omg, so nice! this trapeze person from korea came all the way to perform and she was so good at it. no photos there though. it was too dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on the fifth day, we left. I felt superly duperly sad. I passionately fell in love with club med. I want to go back there one day. It was even better than europe and america. it was the best holiday ever. and now here i am back in singapore. i really have to do my homework and all. oh darn. im still wearing my club med wristband. i've been wearing it since the 7th and not once have i removed it from my hand. i want to keep it that way. for some reason, i feel as though that wrist band is my only bond with club med and if i take it out, the bond will be broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8382800482042127838?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8382800482042127838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8382800482042127838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8382800482042127838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8382800482042127838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-its-horrible-to-be-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rm4BmF_o7LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/K7VWGOJbc0U/s72-c/S7300021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-1085148741821849297</id><published>2007-06-06T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T15:38:31.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm leaving tomorrrrrowwwww! :)&lt;br /&gt;the coach leaves at 6am so i need to wake up at 4 and so i plan to sleep at 9pm tonight so that i wont feel the need to sleep in the coach. its an 8 hour ride so I'll probably reach club med at around um..2pm.&lt;br /&gt;so exciting so exciting so exciting! i want to go to the spa village first or maybe the jaccuzzi.&lt;br /&gt;oh man oh man, so many options i dont know what to do. heh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im getting back on the 11th. late at night.&lt;br /&gt;and so, since i wont be able to wish you on your birthday lim rui, I'll wish you now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIM RUI! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(your vending machine is on the way)&lt;br /&gt;I swear on my baby tigger's head that when i get back, i'll blog, complete with photos (:&lt;br /&gt;on another completely irrelevant note, Bowling For Soup is really nice and its the best band ever ever ever ever! you should listen to their songs while I'm away to relieve the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;high school never ends and 1985 are reallyyyyy nice! so nice, that the lyrics keep ringing in my head even when im sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL NEVER ENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years you think for sure&lt;br /&gt;That’s all you've got to endure&lt;br /&gt;All the total dicks&lt;br /&gt;All the stuck up chicks&lt;br /&gt;So superficial, so immature&lt;br /&gt;Then when you graduate&lt;br /&gt;You take a look around and you say HEY WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;This is the same as where I just came from&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was over&lt;br /&gt;Aw that’s just great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole damn world is just as obsessed&lt;br /&gt;With who‘s the best dressed and who‘s having sex&lt;br /&gt;Who‘s got the money, who gets the honeys&lt;br /&gt;Who‘s kinda cute and who‘s just a mess&lt;br /&gt;And you still don’t have the right look&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the right friends&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the popular kids&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never guess what Jessica did&lt;br /&gt;How did Mary Kate lose all that weight&lt;br /&gt;And Katie had a baby so I guess Tom’s straight&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing that matters&lt;br /&gt;Is climbing up that social ladder&lt;br /&gt;Still care about your hair and the car you drive&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if you’re sixteen or thirty-five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese Witherspoon,&lt;br /&gt;She’s the prom queen&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates,&lt;br /&gt;Captain of the chess team&lt;br /&gt;Jack Black, the clown&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt, the quarterback&lt;br /&gt;Seen it all before&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole damn world is just as obsessed&lt;br /&gt;With who’s the best dressed and who’s having sex&lt;br /&gt;Who’s in the club and who’s on the drugs&lt;br /&gt;Who’s throwing up before they digest&lt;br /&gt;And you still don’t have the right look&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the right friends&lt;br /&gt;And you still listen to the same shit you did back then&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole damn world is just as obsessed&lt;br /&gt;With who‘s the best dressed and who‘s having sex&lt;br /&gt;Who‘s got the money, who gets the honeys&lt;br /&gt;Who‘s kinda cute and who‘s just a mess&lt;br /&gt;And I still don’t have the right look&lt;br /&gt;And I still have the same three friends&lt;br /&gt;And I’m pretty much the same as I was back then&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, listen to it and sing along. its even better than barbie girl and the campfire song (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now to pack for tomorrow. Don't miss me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm standin' here outside your door&lt;br /&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn&lt;br /&gt;The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn&lt;br /&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1085148741821849297?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1085148741821849297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1085148741821849297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1085148741821849297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1085148741821849297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-leaving-tomorrrrrowwwww-coach-leaves.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5953085585484723650</id><published>2007-06-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:38:45.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a lot of things to say but i'll cut the long long story short because i need to go soon.&lt;br /&gt;number one, the oratory competition was extremely boring but out of the 3 of us, not even one of us got a bronze. see, mgs is so cool (:&lt;br /&gt; me and collete got silver and jessica got &lt;strong&gt;gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs lee said i kept moving while i spoke. haha! i kept looking at my script and i was horrible. this ngee ann boy kept laughing at me. tsk tsk. whats his problem? :(  but silver is not bad, yes? and yay, go jessica! (:&lt;br /&gt;and and we watched An Inconvenient truth during tea break and it rocked.&lt;br /&gt;number two, i got a brand new digital camera and its all mine. 7.2 megapixels and its really good, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;just that, its all black and a hot pink one would have been better. but ah well, this one is really pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;number three, im leaving in 5 days and im bringing my camera along so i'll get nice nice pictures. yeehaw.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye now. my camera needs me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5953085585484723650?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5953085585484723650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5953085585484723650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5953085585484723650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5953085585484723650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-lot-of-things-to-say-but-ill-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4259003016745406217</id><published>2007-06-01T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:37:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear you know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;please please stop feeling hurt that im hurt because im not hurt&lt;br /&gt;and seeing you hurt is only going to make me feel hurt when im not hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i've known you for lets see..eight years? and in fact, you were my first best friend. i remember you as a young girl wearing those pretty little frocks, with 2 plaits and we used to walk to the bus stop together after class. and remember that black building? for some reason, we loved going inside the building and coming out. i remember sitting in the front row and singing with you. lenin used to call us 'the bukit sisters'. remember? because you live in bukit panjang and i live in bukit batok. haha! i remember coming to your house a lot of times and every single time i came, i had so much of fun. life was so good because of you. i used to look forward to class at 4pm, not because i enjoyed singing, but because i wanted to see you! and then, i stopped class and you changed the time of your class and all. we hardly got to see each other but we still were really close. &lt;br /&gt;when you graduated from primary school and i was still in p6, i swear, i felt lonely because all of a sudden you had so many friends  of your own and you hardly had time for me. i loved you dearly but i think you kind of forgot all about me or maybe you thought i was too young and immature for a secondary girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;but when i entered secondary school as well, i think we became closer again. although, those days when i was in p1 and you were in p2 were just totally different, i think we're still really good friends. just that, we're more mature and we have both changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;you have a changed more, though. i beg of you, please stop cutting yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont see how physical pain stops emotional pain and you're only making everyone who loves you, so much more hurt&lt;br /&gt;like me.&lt;br /&gt;my dearest, cutest, nicest, prettiest friend, i love you and you're forgiven. &lt;br /&gt;i love you more than i love myself so take care and i repeat, you're forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Vandana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4259003016745406217?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4259003016745406217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4259003016745406217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4259003016745406217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4259003016745406217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-you-know-who-you-are-please-please.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5968378091916992507</id><published>2007-05-28T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:29:15.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 DAYS TO CLUB MED! (;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the website just now and the activites they offer and i found photos of that place. oh dear, its just so gorgeous and i really cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8La9Ht9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1pVRP4xpTTI/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8La9Ht9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1pVRP4xpTTI/s200/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069430497470822354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pool. pretty huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8dq9Ht-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5LCSkVCDNrI/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8dq9Ht-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5LCSkVCDNrI/s200/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069430811003434978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pool at night. see, i told you its gorgeous! be jealous :) and and guess what activites they offer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8uK9Ht_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/JBa24GC8E40/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8uK9Ht_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/JBa24GC8E40/s200/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069431094471276530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNGEE JUMPING! and a lot more activities like a 1,000 m2 swimming pool complex, with a jaccuzzi, the usual sports like beach volley and archery, flying trapeze, sailing and kayaking! the best part is, there is no age limit or anything so that means, even I can sail or do the flying trapeze. cool right? and plus if you get tired of doing those activites,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo9zK9HuAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5PSX9InfDgM/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo9zK9HuAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5PSX9InfDgM/s200/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069432279882250242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a circus inside the resort too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, its so pretty and and its just ten days away. i love june holidays. last year was switzerland, france, germany and london and this year, club med! you know tong li, maybe im not that deprived after all (: i get to go to all these wonderful places. how lucky can i get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5968378091916992507?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5968378091916992507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5968378091916992507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5968378091916992507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5968378091916992507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-days-to-club-med-i-was-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlo8La9Ht9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1pVRP4xpTTI/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-2815945119779927132</id><published>2007-05-27T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:49:05.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAK MAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, i so badly want that pink polaroid digital camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-2815945119779927132?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/2815945119779927132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-1711426204972625358</id><published>2007-05-25T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:55:45.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlavl69Ht8I/AAAAAAAAAII/pb_ZKVp_bZA/s1600-h/z90039802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlavl69Ht8I/AAAAAAAAAII/pb_ZKVp_bZA/s200/z90039802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068431496667707330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CAMP TRAINERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is tiffany, our group's trainer and chicky, our buddy group's trainer.&lt;br /&gt;tiffany is awesome and we love her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo from ying yen's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to kranji war memorial and changi chapel &amp; museum&lt;br /&gt;in the bus, we were singing the songs from camp. ah, good days.&lt;br /&gt;war memorial was really pretty but it was boring. i dont like sad places.&lt;br /&gt;but changi chapel &amp;amp; museum was very um..interesting!&lt;br /&gt;there was this note from someone on the notice board there.&lt;br /&gt;it read:&lt;br /&gt;"my uncle survived changi but was never the same"&lt;br /&gt;something like that. it was so sad. and the handwriting was like some child's handwriting.&lt;br /&gt; I think the prisoners were really smart to hide radios in their shoes and brooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate holidays. i have nothing to do at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1711426204972625358?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1711426204972625358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1711426204972625358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1711426204972625358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1711426204972625358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/camp-trainers-that-is-tiffany-our.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rlavl69Ht8I/AAAAAAAAAII/pb_ZKVp_bZA/s72-c/z90039802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-1150962389686151705</id><published>2007-05-24T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T18:14:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IM BACK IM BACK IM BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed me? :D i miss camp so badly.  i want to be with group1 (laughing loony leeches) again. i want to be with those trainers. i want to do those stupid claps. i want to shower in those dirty toilets with no flushes listening to gillian sing 'you are my sunshine'. i want to sleep in those hard jail cell like beds. i want leeches on my shoes again. i want to climb up a mountain again. i want to waddle in that muddy stream again. i want to go back to 'kem kaizen'.&lt;br /&gt;and im not being sarcastic &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;of course, its good to be back  home with nice toilets and comfortable beds but i miss Pulai, Johor a lot.&lt;br /&gt;those 3 days were so joyous and i really really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school as usual and had assembly as usual as well. at 8.30 or something we boarded the bus to Edventure village. i was sitting with geetika and in front, there was tong li!&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride was so fun. we were singing campfire song from spongebob and Barbie Girl. we spent like so so so so long at the Malaysian checkpoint but thats okay because we reached Pulai really soon. the minute we got out of the bus, we could notice the stark change. firstly, it was SO hot. hotter than singapore. and there were so many insects and weird things. but we had a bigger surprise-the dorms.&lt;br /&gt;the bedding was basically just these rectangular 'beds' with no mattresses. the toilets..i shant go into details because its not worth it. they were awful. fullstop. no flushes, squatting toilets, no showerheads,  water that was brownish.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, after checking in we had ice breaking and objective setting. it was a very uhh..boring activity. but after that we had lunch!&lt;br /&gt;there were 6 of us who opted for vegetarian -all of us from 2m. me, geetika, faye, tong li, charlotte and sonal.&lt;br /&gt;so it was like a mini 2m gathering and meal times were always always lots of fun. the food was not bad. many non-vegetarians said that our food was nicer than their food :) all six of us took turns to bring cutlery   for each other so it made us closer. mother lolaaaaaaa! haha. thats charlotte by the way.&lt;br /&gt;and sam and jia visited us at times so we really had lots of fun eating.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we had nature program. antlions, mahang plant and pitcher plant). this was another boring activity and it dragged on all the way from 2pm to 5pm!&lt;br /&gt;at 6, we had dinner. followed by that, we had blind man's trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IT WAS SO FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in that pitch darkness, we climed up this hill-like thing and when we reached the finishing point, the sky was awesome. there werre so many stars and it was peaceful and quiet. it was a real forest! how cool is that. i was in a REAL forest!&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time seeing so many stars. in singapore, seeing stars is such a rare thing because its such a brightly lit country.&lt;br /&gt;blind man's trail was 2 hours long and i was very exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;we had supper, debrief and then lights off at close to 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a wonderful day. really really wonderful. after breakfast, we left for waterfall expedition.&lt;br /&gt;we were given a compass and we had to navigate our way to the waterfall. it was really hot and the journey to the waterfall was like 2 hours long or something. or even more. we walked a lot! but once we entered the jungle, it became cooler. however, the slopes were extremely slippery and i slipped and fell so many times. mgs has very nice people and i always always &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; had help. then we reached the waterfall. we all went in. it was so freezing cold inside but it was so refreshing. and we all splashed water at each other and oh my, it was just awesome. lots and lots of fun! we spent only around 20 minutes at the waterfall though and we had to leave the place. but this time, we had to go through the jungle to get out.&lt;br /&gt;i fell more times but the worst part was leeches. there were these 2 gigantic, humongous, slimy, icky, wicky leeches on my shoe. ray wern flicked them off for me. thank god i didnt get a leech bite. but actually they arnt that bad. there is no pain or anything&lt;br /&gt;but the trek back was VERY tiring and i almost died. but i did it. we all did it. yay!&lt;br /&gt;when we got back to the campsite, we had lunch. after that we had to build a raft and had back woods man cooking. back woods man cooking was so funny. i was making a jungle doughnut and it never cooked. we all ended up eating just dough! haha. after that, we had a proper nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then was group discussion. in my learning task group was eva, ray wern, sandra, eunice and michelle.&lt;br /&gt;its a very very very nice group. sandra is so cute and funny!:)&lt;br /&gt;after that we showered and had supper and then slept.&lt;br /&gt;it was a very long day but it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wa the bestest day of all the days. we did the best things and i enjoyed myself so much. first, we had water trekking. it was something like the waterfall expedition just that we trekked all the way to the top of gunung pulai. its a mountain so that means its above 600m!&lt;br /&gt;we climed all the way up and most of it, we had to waddle in that dirty muddy water. i fell a lot more times and i got loads of bruises. even 2 splinters that are still on my finger.&lt;br /&gt;but the accomplishment you feel at the top is really great. after water trek we had outdoor cooking for lunch. Sherwood and No Man's land was followed by that. those were 2 best things of the camp. The obstacles were SO fun. i fell into the water a lot of times especially during monkey bar and that log crossing. but it was really a lot of fun and group 1 is very supportive. everybody cheers for everybody even if we dont know each other very well.&lt;br /&gt;it ended all too soon and at 5, we prepared for campfire and then went for dinner. we had bbq dinner and the food was just great. the real camp fire was at 8. our group and our buddy group planned a very nice cheer but sadly, it wasnt a success. haha! but the campfire was still very nice with lots of songs and cheers and the usual campfire things.&lt;br /&gt;the stars were so bright once again and i enjoyed myself so much.&lt;br /&gt;we slept at close to 12.15. that campfire marked the end of all the activities in camp :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is today by the way. the very last day of camp.&lt;br /&gt;GROUP 1 GOT 'MOST ENTHUSIASTIC GROUP'! see, i told you we we're an awesome group.&lt;br /&gt;we left Kem Kaizen at around 10.30. it was just so saddening to leave that place. it left me with so many wonderful memories and new friends.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, I got to be with 2m again. i missed 2m a lot.&lt;br /&gt;we boarded the bus to Kelong for lunch. it was supposedly a seafood lunch but the six of us didnt eat the seafood of course. we got special food. really really nice food. i ate a lotttt! and we also got coke. coke after so long was so nice. and the view from there was so pretty. and we took a really nice 'vegetarian' photo. haha! meaning, all of us from the vegetarian table (excluding tong li and sonal)&lt;br /&gt;then the bus ride back to school. it was so depressing to be back in singapore. singapore is too nice. i want to live in that dirty place because its where you can have real fun. its not everyday we get to climb mountains and walk in jungles and have leeches on our shoes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all good things must come to an end and camp is over.&lt;br /&gt;here i am, back in singapore now with all the comfort but i miss that place a lot. i miss everything. i just want to go back there. i wouldnt mind at all!&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten used to living there.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we still have school. the last day of semester 1.&lt;br /&gt;gee, time flies. one entire semester is over. soon, i'll be in sec 3. ah well. next year we have OBS.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, its as fun as Edventure camp.&lt;br /&gt;Edventure camp. its nice even to say it.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye now. i need to go to the doctor to get my splinters out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1150962389686151705?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1150962389686151705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1150962389686151705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1150962389686151705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1150962389686151705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-im-back-im-back-missed-me-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8729964654714026631</id><published>2007-05-18T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:04:24.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FANG TING!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you my dear fang er jie jie :D thank you for teaching me so so many chinese words. i forgot most of it now but i wont forget you. happy fourteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three days to camp. i packed a little today and i plan to finish packing tomorrow. i really really cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;school was fun. we watched my fair lady during LA. eliza doolittle is adorable and the movie is awesome. i watched it when i was really young and that time, i didnt understand the movie at all but today i understood it fully and i loved it. and we also had geog presentation. our group was so horrible and we're going to do badly only because of me. sorry hydroponics group :(&lt;br /&gt;then during gel there was that student forum thing. klarissa is so cute. haha! her overhead bridge idea was really good and sensible.&lt;br /&gt;after school, went for ics.&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored and tired throughout.&lt;br /&gt;its no fun without sharanyaaaaa. why oh why didnt you come today my friend? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll probably blog after i get back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe on sunday, before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;but in case i dont, i'll say my final goodbye now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont die or something during camp but who cares even if i do? camp will be lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;and shruti, have fun in turkey. you're a very lucky girl, you know?&lt;br /&gt;so yes, once again, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8729964654714026631?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8729964654714026631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8729964654714026631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8729964654714026631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8729964654714026631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-fang-ting-i-love-you-my.html' title='CAMP :]'/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5072638738549626428</id><published>2007-05-17T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:16:12.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my, bowling was so fun. haha i have hidden talent!&lt;br /&gt;the first game i got 2 strikes! Two strikes : D &lt;br /&gt;and mind you, today was my first time bowling.&lt;br /&gt; second game i got lots of gutters but the third game i got another strike although my score was only sixty nine i think.&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, i loved every bit of bowling. oh and i love my lane-mate too! so supportive :)&lt;br /&gt;and the bus ride/train ride back home was even better. &lt;br /&gt;there were six of us taking train home and so we had to take a bus to redhill mrt station first.&lt;br /&gt;xiang had the directions but she lost it :/&lt;br /&gt;so we just followed a bus and we found the bus stop! smart right?&lt;br /&gt;then we took the first bus that came.&lt;br /&gt;there were very very funny people in the bus and we all became friends with this old lady. she was so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;and later we took a train (me, elena, michelle and ariel)&lt;br /&gt; the train ride was funny too! haha. our laughter was a leetle too loud. or maybe it was just me.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i loved today so much.&lt;br /&gt;and sam still has my jacket. oh please remember to give it to me tomorrow because i need to pack it for camp.&lt;br /&gt;talking about camp, its only four days away!&lt;br /&gt;yay :) life is good. very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5072638738549626428?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5072638738549626428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5072638738549626428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5072638738549626428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5072638738549626428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-bowling-was-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6611559390471421860</id><published>2007-05-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:35:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only nine more days and im off to Edventure Village at Sri Gunung Pulai Jalan Bakar 81500 Pekan Nenas-Johor, West Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;i bought all my things today!:D yayyyy im dying of excitement. &lt;br /&gt;no, im not some freak looking forward to living at a weird rainforest; jungle-like place with dorms like some jail cell, with beds filled with lizard eggs and toilets that may not have a good flushing system and leeches in the waterfalls and the mud and the dirt and the insects and the sun and the food for 4 days and 3 entire nights. I probably wont get any sleep at all and will die of some leech disease or lizard egg disease. im not some spoilt kid who cannot survive if theres no air con or if i get a mosquito bite but its still a freaky thought. &lt;br /&gt;and yet, im excited.&lt;br /&gt; maybe being exposed to all these scary things will be fun. and i have a nice group :) i should be thankful at least i know people in my group. people like sam dont know anybody in their group. and i know i'll have fun.&lt;br /&gt;im very exicted about the 2hr bus ride actually. im sitting with geetika.&lt;br /&gt;geetikaaa we shall have fun in the bus okay? :D &lt;br /&gt;next week will be great and it will fly and it'll be the weekend and the weekend will end so soon and on monday, i'll leave.&lt;br /&gt;yeehaw!&lt;br /&gt; im so happy today, god knows why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6611559390471421860?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6611559390471421860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6611559390471421860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6611559390471421860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6611559390471421860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/only-nine-more-days-and-im-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8536040074168862477</id><published>2007-05-09T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T16:48:49.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank god i didnt get lowest or anything for both papers. im actually happy with my marks. its horrible but for someone who has forever been horrible in science, i think i did well!:D i still remember failing science in primary 4. haha that was so stupid but in psle i got an A. which is really good right? and i think its a high A because if not, i wouldnt have gotten into mgs.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe tong li's right about me being sunshine girl. i really really cannot get myself to feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall stop talking about mid years. its over anyway and i have happier things to think about. like that environment oratory competition which I was nominated for. thank you thank you! haha -shows off-&lt;br /&gt;no dont get me wrong, im not really that egoistic. i just want to make it clear that mrs lee didnt call me out of class to scold me -.-&lt;br /&gt;its not really the competition im looking forward to. its the tree part. you see, by just participating, mgs gets a tree and the tree gets a certificate with details about my tree. so mgs gets a tree because of me!  i think  that is really really cool. now, i'll forever be remembered in mgs :)&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to do today-no homework, no tests, no nothing. oh joy! isnt life great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; there was one more part to this entry but chang made me delete it. it was basically about clement. oh well, i'll be faithful to chang and not write anything about clement here. rest in peace 'part of this blog entry'. oh and dont get your imaginations running wild. clement is a nobody. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8536040074168862477?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8536040074168862477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8536040074168862477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8536040074168862477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8536040074168862477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-god-i-didnt-get-lowest-or.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4126317724108245604</id><published>2007-05-08T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:13:03.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today has been good to me. tomorrow wont.&lt;br /&gt;science papers! :( we're getting results tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;2m is so crazy. the highest for life science is 58/60&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how retardedly high is that. and the lowest is 37/60 which is still a B. and this 37/60 is like the average of most other classes. &lt;br /&gt;i think i got lowest. oh dear. 2m is so pressurising. i dont like being in 2m! true, the people in 2m are lovely but everybody is just so smart except meeee.&lt;br /&gt;and if thats not enough, theres geog test on agriculture. ahh theres so much to learn. PIVOT, P(cube)H. oh my&lt;br /&gt;plus the LA powerpoint. its supposed to be a fun thing but its seriously annoying.&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, after eons im talking to shruti on msn now.&lt;br /&gt; shruti, stop being an emo child! you're always suffering from some depression. haha no no that shouldnt be the way.&lt;br /&gt;because, i love shruti! shruti is my beeeeeeeest friend. haha you heard that shruti? i love you. &lt;br /&gt;excluding wednesday, i know the rest of the week will be wonderful. thurs is the history museum thing and friday is the camp briefing!:D&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i'll see cowboy again. &lt;br /&gt;to sharanya thiru: no, i do not like cowboy. i just adore his cowboy-ness. when i said that 'i love cowboy a teeny weeny bit more than just his dress sense', i meant that i like the way he walks like a cowboy and looks like a cowboy as well. you sicko little person jumped to conclusions on your own. i repeat, i do not like cowboy okay? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4126317724108245604?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4126317724108245604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4126317724108245604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4126317724108245604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4126317724108245604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-has-been-good-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-2887848792283608315</id><published>2007-05-06T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:24:30.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was watching one part of 'An inconvenient truth' on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; just now and it led me to thinking about animals being killed for food. god knows why i suddenly thought about animals when the video was basically about global warming but the fact is, you humans are selfish; you humans who eat animals. just for your pleasure, just for that one so-called mouth watering bite of pig flesh or cow flesh or chicken flesh. you humans are stupid actually. very stupid. you are just completely ignorant of the fact that you are committing such a huge sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how many of you are aware that cows and pigs cry before they are slaughtered. i repeat-they cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many a times, you animal-eating humans just think that these animals have no feelings, they carry no joy or sadness and its o.k to kill them, its o.k to separate them from their loved ones and its o.k to make them suffer every single second of their lives. yes, i emphasise on 'every single second of their lives'. they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arnt&lt;/span&gt; just happily running around for a gazillion years of their life and then one fine day, get killed. the very second they're born, their suffering begins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just so that you omnivores are happy. look at these pigs for example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061416174830782850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rj3DMck0iYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/o4LU7BcUd8k/s200/pigs1.gif" border="0" /&gt; Pigs are sociable, playful, and emotional animals with high intelligence level but guess what happens to them? Close to 100 million pigs are raised and slaughtered just in the U.S. every year. As babies, they are subjected to painful mutilations without anesthesia or pain relievers. The piglets' tails are cut off to minimize tail biting. Oh and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; bite of their tails because they are retarded or anything. Its because these highly intelligent animals cannot stand it when kept in deprived factory farm environments. In addition, notches are taken out of the piglets' ears for identification. Painful already? This is just the starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2 to 3 weeks of age, the piglets are taken away from their mothers, by which time, approximately 15% will have died. The surviving piglets are crowded into pens with metal bars and concrete floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pigs endure overcrowded confinement buildings for their entire lives, until they reach a slaughter weight of 250 pounds at 6 months of age. Look at the picture above for a clearer example.Modern breeding sows are treated like piglet making machines. Living a continuous cycle of impregnation and birth, the sows each have more than 20 piglets per year. After being impregnated, the sows are confined in small pens or metal gestation crates which are just 2 feet wide. At the end of their 4 month pregnancy, they are transferred to farrowing crates to give birth. The sows barely have room to stand up and lie down, and many suffer from sores on their shoulders. They are denied straw bedding and forced to stand and lie on hard floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving birth and nursing their young for two to three weeks, the piglets are taken away to be fattened, and the sow is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;re impregnated&lt;/span&gt;. When the sow is no longer deemed a productive breeder, she is sent to slaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pigs are hung upside down by their back legs and bled to death at the slaughterhouse. As they are hung upside down, some pigs lose their conscious. However, the conscious pigs hanging upside down, kick and struggle, while a slaughterhouse worker tries to 'stick' them in the neck with a knife. If the worker is unsuccessful, the pig will be carried to the next station on the slaughterhouse assembly line, the scalding tank, where he/she will be boiled alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[information from &lt;a href="http://www.da4a.org/pigs.htm" target="_top"&gt;www.da4a.org/pigs.htm&lt;/a&gt; ; modified by me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; this unfair? god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; create them to die and suffer and be slaughtered/boiled to death. They were created to enjoy life like we human beings do. Oh and i bet you all cant be bothered because animals taste really good, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; they? And that is all that matters right? Selfish, plain selfish. what if you were a pig or a cow? Just think about it. Being boiled to death. i mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; just the thought of it make you cringe?&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe animals do taste good. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; never tried and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wish to try as well but there are always substitutes available like mock meat. Why cant you just eat those? Is it that important that you make those innocent animals go through so much of suffering?&lt;br /&gt;Its dinner time- i bet many of you are eating a chicken or a cow or a pig or a duck or a fish now.&lt;br /&gt;Think about those poor creatures when you take your next bite.&lt;br /&gt;Do they deserve all that suffering? I believe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopt vegetarianism and you wont regret. good night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-2887848792283608315?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/2887848792283608315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=2887848792283608315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2887848792283608315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/2887848792283608315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-watching-one-part-of-inconvenient.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rj3DMck0iYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/o4LU7BcUd8k/s72-c/pigs1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-7331766184187254020</id><published>2007-05-05T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:26:47.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i never really realised how much you mean to me. you play such a huge role in my life. maybe you'll never ever know how much i love you and how much i need you in my life. thank you for all those awesome days. i never really tell you but you know, you're one of my greatest friends ever. you have so many friends and perhaps you're too busy for me but i dont care. i love you and thats all that matters for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate was wonderful today. go anisha, go patricia, go ainiah, go minerva and go jessica! (: you guys are great. oh and go sharanya! you're great too, as a friend and as a role-model. haha and thank you for the gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for finals. then i'll get to see cowboy again. actually i cant be bothered about cowboy. cowboy just has a great dress sense.&lt;br /&gt;i just finished the first question of the plotting quadratic graphs worksheet. i took an hour to do it but im really proud of my graph. its the neatest i've ever done. oh well goodbye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7331766184187254020?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7331766184187254020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7331766184187254020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7331766184187254020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7331766184187254020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-friend-maybe-i-never-really.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6810868994205406839</id><published>2007-05-04T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:15:38.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. im tired. long long week. debate, debate and debate. i'll blog properly another day. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6810868994205406839?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6810868994205406839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6810868994205406839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6810868994205406839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6810868994205406839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-3093640954519096563</id><published>2007-05-02T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:02:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>debate was so screwed which made it funny. jessica's speech was 2min 30 secs without the POIs. ainiah's speech was just the opposite. it was so long that she had no time for one entire substantive. and my speech was just stupid, as usual. haha my first time being 3rd speaker okay! i had 2 foolscap papers and 2 notebooks with points scattered all over with ainiah/sadhika's really unreadble handwriting. ainiah wrote practically everything in 'twit' language. as in she wrote 'hate' as h8 and all. seriously, i couldnt read it AT ALL. and sadhika's handwriting was so teeny weeny i couldnt read it as well. and we thought we had this brilliant policy on meet the people sessions but neha and gayle thought otherwise :/ ah well!&lt;br /&gt;debate finished relatively early-6.40pm&lt;br /&gt;the school was close to empty once again. oh i love it when its like that.&lt;br /&gt;oh alethea if you actually even bother reading my blog, please take note that you have to bring thumbdrive tomorrow for PW. you didnt even reply my sms! :( i sent you that message despite being so hungry and tired you know? im such a wonderful PW leader and you just ignore me. go and die la you. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3093640954519096563?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3093640954519096563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3093640954519096563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3093640954519096563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3093640954519096563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/05/debate-was-so-screwed-which-made-it.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6588832678264330260</id><published>2007-04-30T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:57:40.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have nothing to do now. i came back from debate half an hour ago. yes, i came back home at around 8. how cool (:&lt;br /&gt;i love the school in the evening. its practically empty and the silence is truly amazing. i dont think i have any homework for labour day except art :/ ah, the twig. and so i shall kill time by doing this quiz. why do i hate you so much ___? i wish one day you will realise why everybody hates you as well. change my dear, change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Are you in a complicated&lt;br /&gt;relationship?&lt;br /&gt;No :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Do you hate more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;i hate hating people but ah well, yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] How many houses have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see. 3 in india i think and 4 in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] Favorite candy bar?&lt;br /&gt;Mars :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] What are you currently listening&lt;br /&gt;to?&lt;br /&gt;um Hey there Delilah-Plain White T's. the song is so lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Have you ever tripped someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Least favorite school subject?&lt;br /&gt;uh, chemistry. thank god its over for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] How many pairs of shoes do you own?&lt;br /&gt;not a lot, really. im deprived ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Do you own a Britney Spears CD?&lt;br /&gt;ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Have you ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;haha yes. but that was when i was superly duperly young. not counted! i was reallyyy young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Name one thing that is always on&lt;br /&gt;your mind?&lt;br /&gt;dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Favorite genre of music?&lt;br /&gt;rock (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] What is your zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] What time were you born?&lt;br /&gt;my parents never told me. i only know i was born at night, close to midnight. and it was raining really heavily (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] Do you like beer?&lt;br /&gt;no. it's destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] What is the most embarrassing CD&lt;br /&gt;you own?&lt;br /&gt;my barney one. campfire sing a long. actually, im not embarrassed of it. whats wrong with barney anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Are you sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19] What are your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;pink and purple- light purple, i cant stand dark purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20] How many watches do you own?&lt;br /&gt;none actually. i dont wear watches. i had one, which i donated to my grandmother (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21] Summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22] Is anyone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[23] Favorite Color To Wear ?&lt;br /&gt;haha i dont know. i like pink but because of wearing pink i get socially segregated and hence, i dont really wear pink a lot ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[24] Pepsi or sprite?&lt;br /&gt;pepsi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[25] Ever been out of the country?&lt;br /&gt;haha duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[26] Where is your second home?&lt;br /&gt; Singapore. i lived in india till i was 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[27] Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;br /&gt;i dont really remember but no, i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[28] How many states have you been to?&lt;br /&gt;eh i dont know. haha i cant be bothered to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[29] How many lamps are in your bedroom&lt;br /&gt;no lamps. just 3 study lights and the main light on top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[30] How many video games do you own?&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[31] What was your first pet?&lt;br /&gt;i never ever ever ever had a pet. sad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[32] Ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[33] Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;not at all. Beauty isnt just skin deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[34] Do you use chapstick?&lt;br /&gt;nah i dont really have dry lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[35] What is your favorite class in&lt;br /&gt;High School?&lt;br /&gt;dooont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[36] American Eagle or Abercrombie?&lt;br /&gt;i simply adore the American Eagle logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[37] Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;too? no, just forgiving. not TOO forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[38] How many children do you want?&lt;br /&gt;2-one boy one girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[39] Do you own anything from Hot&lt;br /&gt;Topic?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[40] Favorite breakfast meal?&lt;br /&gt;pancakes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[41] Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;haha no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[42] Ever thought you were in love?&lt;br /&gt;maybeeee! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[43] When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;oh friday. i had a terrible cough which made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[44] What did you do 2 nights ago?&lt;br /&gt;hm saturday night, i went out to eat. sunday night i watched some old movie and went to bed at 10 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[45] Been to the Olive Garden?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[46] Have you ever called your teacher&lt;br /&gt;mom?&lt;br /&gt;haha no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[47] Have you ever been in a castle?&lt;br /&gt;yeah in paris. oh my, it was so lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[48] Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;haha banana. its the one nickname that has stuck for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[49] Do you know anyone named Bertha?&lt;br /&gt;Bertha? oo cool name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[50] Ever been to Kentucky?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[51] Do you own something from Banana&lt;br /&gt;Republic?&lt;br /&gt;what the? no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[52] Are you thinking about somebody&lt;br /&gt;right now?&lt;br /&gt;umm...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[53] Ever call somebody Boo?&lt;br /&gt;haha boo radley! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[54] How many people have you kissed?&lt;br /&gt; i dont remember kissing anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[55] Do you own a diamond ring?&lt;br /&gt;no :( i hate rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[56] Are you happy with your life&lt;br /&gt;VERY happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[57] Do you like your hair?&lt;br /&gt;i have no problems with it. i'll never rebond it or anything. i like my hair just the way it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[58] Does anyone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;of course notttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[59] Any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[60] What were you doing in May of&lt;br /&gt;1994?&lt;br /&gt;i was a less than a year old, in india. maybe i was wetting my diapers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[61] Do you own a Backstreet Boys CD?&lt;br /&gt;heh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[63] Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[64] Are you closer to your mother or&lt;br /&gt;father?&lt;br /&gt;hmm depends, i keep switching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[65] Favorite physical feature of the&lt;br /&gt;preferred sex?&lt;br /&gt;i like eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[66] Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;noooo! i love the dark. the dark lets me think and gives me inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[67] Have you ever eaten paste?&lt;br /&gt;when i was young, i really wanted to! im a little too smart now-i know the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[68] Do you own a webcam?&lt;br /&gt;no. paedophiles pry on people with webcams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[69] Have you ever stripped?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[70] Ever broke a bone?&lt;br /&gt;i want a cast so badly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[71] Are you religious?&lt;br /&gt;hm im not really orthodox or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[72] Do you chat on AIM often?&lt;br /&gt;no msn, msn and only msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[73] Pringles or Lays?&lt;br /&gt;Pringles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[74] Have you ever broken someone's&lt;br /&gt;heart?&lt;br /&gt;dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[75] Full house or The Brady Bunch?&lt;br /&gt;what are thoooose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[76] Own an ipod, mp3 player, cd&lt;br /&gt;player?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[77] Do you like your high schoolguidance counselor?&lt;br /&gt;never spoken to him? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6588832678264330260?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6588832678264330260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6588832678264330260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6588832678264330260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6588832678264330260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-nothing-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-9103228298326156559</id><published>2007-04-28T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:38:19.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MID YEARS ARE OVER! OVER OVER OVER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and class party was so awesome. happy birthday wenxi :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i screwed life science for some stupid reason but i think i did well for chem but thats what i always think-my marks are never good even then.&lt;br /&gt;but the point is, its all over. i dont have to even look at those horrible chem worksheets with my ugly drawings of electronic configurations and that thick thick life science file with all its worksheets dropping out already. i loved every bit of handing up my chem paper. it marked the end of our science modules and the start of class party! :)&lt;br /&gt;after we were officially dismissed, me and xiang went down to the home ec room to collect the roti prata and spaghetti sauce from the fridge. then we carried it to her house. haha we looked so retarded carrying 2 packets of roti prata in school. on our way to maplewoods, we saw geri and jolene!&lt;br /&gt;then um..we reached her house. xiang's bunny is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKYD8k0iOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/NeKxxglZAK8/s1600-h/SP_A0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKYD8k0iOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/NeKxxglZAK8/s200/SP_A0741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058272525058083042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah there she is. then we waited for others to come. oh and xiang has a super cool coin machine game thing. haha! its something like you insert a coin inside and you move that thing to catch a ball. oh and gerou wore her spongebob shirt. i also waaaaant! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKZm8k0iQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/183cG4A_eW4/s1600-h/SP_A0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKZm8k0iQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/183cG4A_eW4/s200/SP_A0744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058274225865132290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKYqck0iPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cL9LYTp8G9w/s1600-h/SP_A0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKYqck0iPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cL9LYTp8G9w/s200/SP_A0743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058273186483046642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at around 1.40 or something after everyone who was supposed to come, came, the amazing race started. me and geetika were marshalling at adam hawker centre. marshalling as in giving out clues for the next pitstop if the group completed a specific task. BUT we had not a clue on how to reach adam hawker centre! ariel told us to get down after coronation plaza and thats what we did but after that we didnt know where to go. and to make things worse, the rain was so heavy and all we had for shelter was a broken umbrella that wouldnt open -.-&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly we saw xiang's group in front of us. haha we were supposed to reach first cause we were &lt;u&gt;MARSHALLS&lt;/u&gt;. so we ran behind their group and in the end, we reached adam hawker centre at the same time as them. poof! then we had to think of a task for them so i um..saw this signboard wth banana prata on it so their task was to find which stall sold banana prata! smart eh? xD they found it really quickly and left. after that, we had nothing to do because the next group that was supposed to come (amelia's group) took a superrr long time to come. imagine having to sit at that boring place for a long long time doing nothing! but it wasnt that bad actually. see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKb-ck0iRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/63LMKSE9qzA/s1600-h/SP_A0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKb-ck0iRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/63LMKSE9qzA/s200/SP_A0746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058276828615313682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then joy's group came! finally. and soon after, amelia's group came as well :D our job was done so we wanted to go to xiang's house to change but the rain was soooo heavy. we wanted to take a taxi but there were no taxis so in the end, we walked a lot to find the bus stop and took a bus to maplewoods.&lt;br /&gt;after changing, we took a taxi to bukit timah plaza. haha! maplewoods to bukit timah plaza. we went to pizza hut for lunch and almost all of them were already them. then um..we ordered. it was lots of fun eating. lim rui said i eat like a cow and i couldnt even eat because i was laughing. and tong li wiped her mouth using a knife and tissue. hahaha! tong li, you're really so adorable. haha after eating, me lim rui and nicole went to popular to buy candy :) i got myself a pink lollipop but lim rui paid cause i left my wallet at pizza hut. later she didnt accept my 35 cents. heh heh. i dont care, i'll pay you on monday. we finished eating LUNCH at 5 something and then lim rui's mother gave us a lift to maplewoods. haha thank you. belle was wearing this super cool coloured contacts! i love your eye so much&lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKfx8k0iSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2ytCAhE6GVI/s1600-h/belle%27s+pretty+eye%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKfx8k0iSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2ytCAhE6GVI/s200/belle%27s+pretty+eye%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058281011913460002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually it looks freaky in that photo. ahh scary! we ate jelly hearts which was supposedly eva's birthday present. then um we helped carry those heating pits or whatever its called down to the barbecue pits and started the fire. our fire took ages to start but in the end it did and it looked gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKgmck0iTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PW6-SHkcwG4/s1600-h/SP_A0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKgmck0iTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PW6-SHkcwG4/s200/SP_A0759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058281913856592178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKhTsk0iUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TlPxk0AEDxk/s1600-h/class+party%2707+barbecue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKhTsk0iUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TlPxk0AEDxk/s200/class+party%2707+barbecue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058282691245672770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when it was hot enough and the sky was dark enough, we started cooking the spaghetti and roasting marshmellows. after a while we played 'i never' and 'truth or dare'. me, geetika, merrilyn, cheryl and eva went to xiang's house to help cook roti prata but it was already almost done so we helped carry it down. that was probably the best part of the party. there were around 10 pratas initially but on our way down we decided to eat a teeny weeny bit but it was like some addiction and at the carpark everyone was like so desperate for  the prata and we looked like twits eating prata at the carpark. in the end, by the time we reached the barbecue pit, there was only one pathetic prata left. and for the first time in my life, i ate roti prata with sugar. it was actually reallyyyy nice.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;wenxi's mother had baked these heart shaped chocolate cakes. those cakes were THE best cakes i ever ate. as in seriously-it was wayy better than those cakes from bakeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKj18k0iVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BtKZUSwGrMw/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKj18k0iVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BtKZUSwGrMw/s200/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058285478679447890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKkEck0iWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cvJ0uUmGsFA/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKkEck0iWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cvJ0uUmGsFA/s200/Image041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058285727787551074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;droooool!&lt;br /&gt;being wenxi's birthday, we sang happy birthday! yeap once again, happy birthday wenxi :D&lt;br /&gt;after that..it was already quite late. many people began leaving. oh oh and me, lim rui and nicole mak went to that turning machine to get one of those toys. i got an orange one! and nicole got a pink and orange one i think? then lim rui and tong li left so i left too. overall, i loved the class party to bits and i love being in 2m. im reallyyy tired now. its really early in the morning. my brother turned sixteen today so he woke me up by speaking so loudly. sigh. grow up will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-9103228298326156559?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/9103228298326156559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=9103228298326156559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/9103228298326156559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/9103228298326156559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/mid-years-are-over-over-over-over-over.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RjKYD8k0iOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/NeKxxglZAK8/s72-c/SP_A0741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-7366083719886934117</id><published>2007-04-25T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:17:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear. mid year. hey it rhymes&lt;br /&gt;boo you polymerase chain reaction. &lt;br /&gt;arabidopsis thaliana :) bacillus thuringiensis :D oh cool now i know big words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;During dna replication the double stranded dna must first separate. This is due to the bonds between the bases being broken. Each strand of the original helix acts as a template for the synthesis of the new complementary dna strand. Free nucleotides form bonds with exposed bases. The nucleotides are put into place with the help of an enzyme called DNA polymerase. The old strands continue to unwind and more nucleotides are added until every nucleotide is paired up&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protease inhabitor. Amalyse inhabitor. Peptones. Maltose. &lt;br /&gt;i think life science is a bazillion, gazillion times better than chem. ahh those atoms and electronic configurations make me go wild.&lt;br /&gt;and hence, i shant think about mid years. 48 hours left before it starts. or to look at it at a more optimistic angle,&lt;br /&gt;only 48 hours before it &lt;u&gt;ENDS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a way way happier note, class party this friday! :D heh, amazing race&lt;3 i need to go buy roti prata for the party later.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be so much fun, i know. im going back to study now.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i just blogged and wasted my dear precious time. i shant sleep at 9 today. maybe i'll study till 9.30 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7366083719886934117?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7366083719886934117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7366083719886934117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7366083719886934117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7366083719886934117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7747961778916948926</id><published>2007-04-19T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:09:20.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ON HIATUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blogging is getting boring and im getting so busy! :)&lt;br /&gt;thank god speech competition is over and mg cup is over.&lt;br /&gt;only mid years left and i'll be free again.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog again when i feel like it. till then, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(oh but i'll still visit my dear tagboard.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7747961778916948926?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7747961778916948926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7747961778916948926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7747961778916948926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7747961778916948926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-hiatus-blogging-is-getting-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-4746059910862187157</id><published>2007-04-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:25:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RiN32U5O8KI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GNfeIWx0KmM/s1600-h/SP_A0715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RiN32U5O8KI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GNfeIWx0KmM/s200/SP_A0715.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054014982045233314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this on my table and i suddenly felt the urge to open it. i love this box for inside it holds my  memories-all my letters, presents i've received over the years(i only kept the small ones inside, duh), neoprints, my primary school nametag, birthday cards and even this pen ms gan gave us last year for children's day. haha! i love everything inside, seriously love love &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; sigh. life is just so great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4746059910862187157?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4746059910862187157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4746059910862187157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4746059910862187157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4746059910862187157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-found-this-on-my-table-and-i-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RiN32U5O8KI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GNfeIWx0KmM/s72-c/SP_A0715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-6881427412523363634</id><published>2007-04-16T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:42:32.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh heh i loved today! : D&lt;br /&gt;first directly after chapel, we got to know the speech competition results. so i got in-no big deal xD&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, it made me really really happy so the day started off great. then while i was walking to the sports complex with lim rui, geetika and tong li, thurai suddenly came up to me and asked me if i had won a prize. i said no and that i had merely made it to the finals and then she asked me if it was an english competition i had won in. i mean, duhhhh! what else? then after that she scolded me for not participating in tamil speech competitions but instead participating in english competitons. then i said sorry and ran off because i didnt want to be left behind and in the end having to walk to the sports complex all alone. haha! thurai is adorable. and she didnt exactly scold me la. &lt;br /&gt;so yes, napfa during PE. as usual, i was recording first due to my name starting in V. argh i hate having to record first. the sun gets hotter by the time i run. i was recording for wenxi and after the first half of the class was finally done running it was my turn! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha the first few rounds were ok and i was actually not that bad but towards the end i began walking a lot. i think at one point of time, i had 3 more rounds left while charlotte had 1. haha! scary. i still passed and got 16 something which is not that bad right? :) but i was so tired after that. my head was so painful. stupid sun. it was just sooooo hot. no fair. then we had life science which ate into 3/4 our recess. then we had more subjects and lalala school ended. i was supposed to meet minerva and saana for debate but i couldnt find them so i went home. haha! it doesnt really matter though-we're meeting during recess tomorrow anyway. then i went home and the end.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. 5 item thing tomorrow. i remember last year, while we were waiting for our turn or something jia helped me create my very first blog. thank you so much! if not for you, i wouldnt be typing this now. 1 entire year of blogging with a superly duperly long gap in between. not bad eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6881427412523363634?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/6881427412523363634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=6881427412523363634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6881427412523363634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/6881427412523363634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/heh-heh-i-loved-today-d-first-directly.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7896963299497644607</id><published>2007-04-12T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:59:47.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the accomplishment one feels after a history test is truly amazing. after memorising about the Suez Canal, world war 1, &lt;b&gt;great depression&lt;/b&gt;, Industrial revolution and all these boring boring things the entire of yesterday, during comp studies today, during recess, during geog and during mother tongue and finally at 1pm finishing the test is just great. I studied about great depression SO many times and in the end it  was a question worth only 2 marks. haha! and for the last question on Suez canal i wrote rubbish because i couldnt think of anything(it was worth 8 marks) but in the end, lim rui said she wrote the same thing, geetika said she wrote the same thing and tongli said she wrote the same thing as well. yay :) and mrs hor gave me a green ball during math today. hahaha. and tomorrow is so slack. international friendship day. my head hurts from history now. i really memorised a lot and the minute the test finished i forgot everything. everything 'dispelled' as tong li would put it.&lt;br /&gt;i still have an entire debate speech to write for saana and my women speech to memorise. sigh. im starting to love history&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7896963299497644607?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7896963299497644607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7896963299497644607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7896963299497644607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7896963299497644607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/accomplishment-one-feels-after-history.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-7085877360930140718</id><published>2007-04-11T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T15:54:04.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos from swim meet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhySUk5O8GI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_vfPS5LOuuk/s1600-h/SP_A0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhySUk5O8GI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_vfPS5LOuuk/s200/SP_A0685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052073764201623650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tongli! doesnt she look so very adorable? tong li, if you reallyyy dont want me to put this photo here, be a good angel and get me something like all the other angels in our class get their mortals. okay? (: blackmail! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhySw05O8HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qC1Sho6UjKI/s1600-h/SP_A0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhySw05O8HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qC1Sho6UjKI/s200/SP_A0683.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052074249532928114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadine decorated the blackmore flag just for me. see, it has my name on it(: haha thank you!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhyTaU5O8II/AAAAAAAAAF4/ahJblWckDNs/s1600-h/SP_A0694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhyTaU5O8II/AAAAAAAAAF4/ahJblWckDNs/s200/SP_A0694.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052074962497499266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHLOE! i love you i love you i love you&lt;3 thank you so much for the LEE sticker. it's still pasted on the back of my phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhyT605O8JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vSHEJ4N8WF4/s1600-h/SP_A0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhyT605O8JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vSHEJ4N8WF4/s200/SP_A0695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052075520843247762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7085877360930140718?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/7085877360930140718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=7085877360930140718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7085877360930140718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/7085877360930140718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/photos-from-swim-meet-d-tongli-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RhySUk5O8GI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_vfPS5LOuuk/s72-c/SP_A0685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4746935662178354822</id><published>2007-04-09T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:42:20.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; blogged for almost an entire week and now i have so many things to blog about. great.&lt;br /&gt;so where did i stop? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; was just the usual so i have nothing to blog about that except that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; dance got silver :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so happy for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;akshaya's&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner. she passed me all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shruti's&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shruti&lt;/span&gt;- thank you so much for everything. i loved every single thing you bought for me but more than that, those letters were just wonderful! i loved the lip gloss you used to kiss the paper as well. you're so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sweeet&lt;/span&gt;! 'even though we may seem apart, we are always together' (quoted from one of those letters) oh my,that is just so true. so what if we are miles apart? i love you and you love me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all that matters. oh and thank you for that 10 cent coin as well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; it was so amusing to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; coin. other than that,i had loads of fun trying to convince my mother and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aksh's&lt;/span&gt; mother to let us go out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. in the end, they let us go. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; we won :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;first i met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sharanya&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kap&lt;/span&gt; again and this time i was late. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; retribution! no wait.&lt;br /&gt;actually i met her at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;bus stop&lt;/u&gt; where we found out we had to be there only at 8.30 and it was only like around 7.15 so obviously we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wayy&lt;/span&gt; too early so we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kap&lt;/span&gt; where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; those funny people were there again.&lt;br /&gt;i love seeing those funny people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sharanya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; post the picture real soon so give me that sixty cents! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and then after doing nothing for a while we took 74 to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;acs&lt;/span&gt; (i) for the media production prize presentation :) oh oh before i forget, we got third :D the prize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;presention&lt;/span&gt; was boring except for the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;thurai&lt;/span&gt; was so so so so so scandalous sitting beside some other guy and um um..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lavanya&lt;/span&gt; and her guy. sigh. such scandalous people. and oh my as i was writing that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; slipped out of my hands and almost broke. poof! thank god it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really break.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the prize presentation was a lot of fun. after that me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dover&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;aksh&lt;/span&gt;. then we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt;-ed to plaza sing. first we booked the movie tickets for the 2.55pm show(i think) of Number 23. Then we roamed around in search of food. i bought one pathetic muffin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;aksh&lt;/span&gt; ate half of it. sigh. so i had close to no lunch ): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; and evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even pity me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; la you! go and die. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;after 'lunch', we went to this shop. i forgot the shop's name but anyway, we went inside and played around with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;eyeshawdow&lt;/span&gt; testers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; that was really really fun as well. and there was this weird lip gloss that was just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;glitterglue&lt;/span&gt;. yuck yuck! but i had that on my lips anyway. so with all that stupid makeup, we finally went for that movie.&lt;br /&gt;Number 23 is such an awesome movie. its actually a little obscure but whatever, i still loved it. and that movie makes you obsessed with the number 23. at least for a while. it was fun watching a movie with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;aksh&lt;/span&gt;. i love your hand and shoulder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt;(: but i simply &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; your anti-climax-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! after the movie we wanted to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;neoprints&lt;/span&gt; but they replaced the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt; place with a burger king -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; so in the end, me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;aksh&lt;/span&gt; went home. the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; to bits!&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;veena&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. it was extended by like 15 minutes and i reached home at 2.30. i ate lunch till 3. from 3-4 i did my homework and from 4-4.15 i watched our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; drama. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; i look retarded and stupid and my hair is so messy in it! and at 4.30 i left for that stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;thirukural&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;prizegiving&lt;/span&gt;. sigh i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;realllyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to go. i mean we got 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! that is so lousy and a prize giving all that way at raffles place so late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; worth it at all. but still, i went. it started way after 6pm and i was so bored and tired and hungry. me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;shuba&lt;/span&gt; took a gazillion photos to kill time and i made new friends! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. then there were these 2 speakers who spoke about the goodness of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; for TWO entire hours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;. so practically all the sec1/sec 2 prize winners left the hall and we were talking outside.&lt;br /&gt;me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;shuba&lt;/span&gt; went to 7-eleven to get food. my oh my, just looking at that food, precious precious food made us so happy. we were so famished and starved and and and dying of hunger that that one packet of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;oreo&lt;/span&gt; made me glow in joy! and then i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;damikannu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;33 he seemed so happy to see me! i miss him so much and i know he misses me as well ): anyway, we finally got our prizes and shuba's mother gave me a lift till clementi mrt. from there i taxi-ed back home. i slept really late at night and the next morning i had to wake up at 5.20 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondays are so slack-except for the PE part i mean. during p.e we had 2.4 practice run. haha im such a slow runner ): just that i actually dont even run so um i practically walked the whole thing. i got like 18 mins. haha! but at least i wasnt last or anything and a few more seconds faster and i can at least pass :D yay! last year was wayy better. oh well. during music we had to compose that japanese song. me and geetika were doing it together and both of us have no music background and hence, alethea helped us start off. we composed 2 bars of the song already. we're such cool people. i love that song. and as for the writing of scores, alethea said she'll help us. yay thank you alethea! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti left :( thank you for calling me at 6.38 in the morning darling and for the sms you sent from the plane. im going to miss you so so much! but oh well, only 5 more shakti-less days :)&lt;br /&gt;school was just the usual and hence i shant blog anything about it. tomorrow is swim meet. yay! another slackified day. before going to study history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rhs9WE5O8EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9olU1qf3gwg/s1600-h/SP_A0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rhs9WE5O8EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9olU1qf3gwg/s200/SP_A0646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051698856506355778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the funny funny kap guy. sharanya give me my sixty cents now. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rhs-JE5O8FI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y1XOd9e6C7k/s1600-h/SP_A0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rhs-JE5O8FI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y1XOd9e6C7k/s200/SP_A0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051699732679684178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this boy is SO adorable and hyper-active! i made friends with him during the &lt;i&gt;thirukural&lt;/i&gt; prize giving. everyone was wooing him and i really really love him as well!&lt;3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4746935662178354822?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4746935662178354822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4746935662178354822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4746935662178354822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4746935662178354822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-havent-blogged-for-almost-entire-week.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rhs9WE5O8EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9olU1qf3gwg/s72-c/SP_A0646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4284130389400949076</id><published>2007-04-04T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:23:47.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss yesterday. yesterday was really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;i was super duper desperate to get early dismissal to go watch the indian dance syf and at the very very very last minute thurai told me mrs chong didnt allow me ): &lt;br /&gt;but when i asked mrs chong she told me it was only because she had no say in the whole thing and only the VP could grant me permission and dear dear thurai couldnt find mrs goh. &lt;br /&gt;so in the end, i didnt get any early dismissal so the initial plan was that all the dancers leave at 1.30 and after sch ends me and sharanya go to ucc on our own but after school when we were at the concourse, we saw thurai, meaning they hadnt left yet :D thurai lost her handbag so they had to leave later than the planned time. &lt;br /&gt;i helped thurai find her handbag! yay :)&lt;br /&gt;then we took the bus there.&lt;br /&gt; oh oh when i first saw the dancers i was very very amused by their makeup but ah well, after seeing the other schools i concluded that their make up was wayyyy simpler and nicer. anyway we reached ucc really fast. &lt;br /&gt;me and sharanya were feeling really extra ): oh and i saw razeenah and habibah! i miss you all so much. and i also saw aksh but she said hello to me so non-enthu-ly which broke my heart! ):&lt;br /&gt; anyway, all of a sudden thurai realised all the lamps were still in the bus so naturally she was superly um..tensed but in the end she found it and the dancers left. me and sharanya didnt know where to go so we were looking for some parent to tag onto but in the end the smart smart us managed to find out where the audience should go. the minute we stepped in the whole place became fully dark and this weird unknown school started dancing. their dance was boooring. haha no offence x) then there was this announcement.&lt;br /&gt;"serial number (_) Methodist Girls' School".&lt;br /&gt;oh my god that was so so so so so so scary.&lt;br /&gt; for some reason the both of us were really scared though we werent dancing. i just really wanted them to do well because they put in so much of effort.&lt;br /&gt;and for all that effort they put in, they did an excellent job. but all of a sudden at the back of the hugeeee stage a purple figure appeared. that figure went inside the curtain and came out again and went inside the curtain again and came out again. that figure who semi-spoilt the dance was our dearest thurai.&lt;br /&gt; wth. hahaha but it was SO funny and i really couldnt stop laughing and i actually managed to laugh softly because i didnt want to interrupt the astounding silence :D well yeah so anyway they really did do a great job nevertheless. after their dance, it was commonwealth's dance which was really really really good as well.&lt;br /&gt; then after their dance, the both of us left the place and went outside in search of the dancers but they were nowhere to be found. first we thought they left without us but that was stupid so we aimlessly walked around and followed the commonwealth dancers. haha they must have thought we were stalking them or something because for some reason we were there everywhere they were. &lt;br /&gt;the commonwealth girls entered the audience enterance so we did the same and we found the mgs dancers there as well but we couldnt sit with them cause there was no space and we got lousy seats this time round. ah well we had a excellent view of the judges though. haha&lt;br /&gt;we watched so so so so so many more dances and i got a head ache from listening to all that loud music and i was reallyyy bored. at i think..4 something we left the place. while we were waiting for the bus sharanya made friends with a..nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we boarded the bus again and i loved the bus ride.&lt;br /&gt; it was so funny. actually it wasnt and  thats what made it so funny. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. upon reaching mgs, we waited for the dancers to wash off their make up. then sharanya left and thurai made me carry this super duper heavy bag to the staffroom. i saw mayee then! &lt;br /&gt;i begged her for a lift to the bus stop because i was dead tired. haha! in the end i saw lav and decided to walk with her to the bus stop instead. thank you anyways mayee for um..agreeing to give me a lift. i was reallyyy hungry upon reaching home because i survived the day with just hello panda and peach tea. and i was really tired too so i didnt go for chinese ): i loved yesterday and i love shakti, sharanya, lavanya! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ON A TOTALLY TOTALLY DIFFERENT NOTE,&lt;br /&gt;i found out who my angel is and my mortal found out who im her angel :(&lt;br /&gt;tong li's my angel which is so cool because she sits right behind me and well, she told me she was my angel. haha tong li you're so adorable and silly! and i dont know how my mortal found out but she did. the game is no fun anymore. my angel wrote me a letter stating that she didnt want to write me letters anymore because she thought it was "lame". (quoted from the letter which i tore into a lot of pieces. hahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4284130389400949076?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4284130389400949076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4284130389400949076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4284130389400949076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4284130389400949076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-miss-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5532456134822408618</id><published>2007-04-02T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:27:12.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know im going to die of heat stroke.&lt;br /&gt;P.E killed me ): wth. three rounds around the track first and then 4 rounds under 4.20 secs is insane.&lt;br /&gt;and then 30+20 sit ups and sit and reach and standing broad jump (which i really really cannot do) and pull ups (which i really really cannot do as well) is a little TOO much. plus all this under the stupid sun!&lt;br /&gt;i mean fine, not just me the physically unfit person was complaining. ariel puked and joy became sick. i cant wait for napfa to be over :D&lt;br /&gt;after p.e was life science. poof! at least today's life science wasnt too hard to comprehend. but mrs lam had this powerpoint and me and lim rui were copying everything and at the end mrs lam told us she was going to print out the slides for us. haha! we copied for nothing -.-&lt;br /&gt;then recess! today's recess was with mayee and chang(:&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we were discussing our june holiday plans. we're going bowling on the 12th of june at home team NS (bukit gombak) which is walking distance from my house :D then we were discussing the adventure camp. since we were going to be grouped according to houses it'll be practically impossible for us to meet unless we meet at a dorm at night and talk but our dearest tong li was afraid there'll be bears. hahaha i laughed until my stomach hurt so badly and i was tear-ing. she said it so so so so seriously that it was &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; funny. tong li you're adorable! after eating we went to the bookshop where i spotted this superly duperly cute skull pen which has eyes that flash red light. me, mayee and geetika bought it for tong li to scare her. we gave it to her during speech and she started laughing ): our plan didnt work! and that pen cost $2 so we concluded our money was wasted but later she admitted that it WAS freaky and  had thoughts of giving it back to us. in the end, she said she'll keep it in her special box(: yay! oh and when merrilyn was playing with it, for a minute or so the red light wouldnt go off so the skull's eyes were flashing red light and didnt go off at all. oh my, it was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;after speech was math. mrs hor let us discuss the math project but instead me, tong li, geetika and lim rui were discussing about..eyes :/&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue was after math. thurai let us watch the syf dance video.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH WE WON SOMETHING FOR THE MEDIA PRODUCTION THING!&lt;br /&gt;i was dying of joy when she showed us the letter. haha those 3 nights of hard work and effort didnt go a waste :)&lt;br /&gt;and after mother tongue she made me go get chopsticks for her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yay today was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;we chose our mortals today. my mortal is __. i wonder who my angel is. ah, its going to be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;on a much sadder note, i think i may not be able to go watch the syf dance tomorrow. wth. i really really baaaaadly want to but mrs chong wont allow me ):&lt;br /&gt;great. woh great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5532456134822408618?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5532456134822408618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5532456134822408618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5532456134822408618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5532456134822408618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-know-im-going-to-die-of-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5815103913879328921</id><published>2007-04-01T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:21:53.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALETHEA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want a new phone i want a new phone i want a new phone :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5815103913879328921?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5815103913879328921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5815103913879328921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5815103913879328921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5815103913879328921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-alethea-d-i-want-new.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5346762444877700890</id><published>2007-03-30T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:51:13.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday night and i've been sitting in front of the comp for hours and hours doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i want my CAP results. a little more than 2 hours and its 31stmarch06. the results were supposed to be out before the march holidays and here in mgs, i have no clue about the results weeks after march holidays.&lt;br /&gt;they either tell us we didnt get in or we got in. not tell us anything at all!&lt;br /&gt;if i dont get the results by tomorrow, i have no choice but to come to a conclusion that we have all been rejected. every girl who did the CAP portfolio in mgs, 2m has been rejected. how stupid does that sound! i mean, at least one of us must get in.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and today when sadhika was telling me the bad points of my speech i felt so sad. i really really should learn to take critiscim. my heart is so frail and delicate.&lt;br /&gt;on a more joyous note, i shall type out the song me and geetika wrote for home econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADVERTISMENT FOR TENNIS RACKET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everywhere you turn you see,&lt;br /&gt;a tennis racket so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Then you realise you have no money,&lt;br /&gt;so you're no longer so sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing it. Just Swing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you go from shop to shop,&lt;br /&gt;till you se a racket that makes you pop.&lt;br /&gt;That is none other than our racket,&lt;br /&gt;so very nice it'll make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing it. Just swing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our racket is so so great&lt;br /&gt;so so great for such a small price&lt;br /&gt;so so what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;go go get your racket now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing it. Just swing it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! actually it sounds so stupid, now that i've read through it more than a dozen number of times but considering the fact that we came up with it in such a short period of time, i think we're great people!&lt;br /&gt;im so sleepy now. its going to be 10pm. maybe im suffering from some sleep disorder. i sleep too early :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5346762444877700890?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5346762444877700890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5346762444877700890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5346762444877700890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5346762444877700890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-night-and-ive-been-sitting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-849939881473328120</id><published>2007-03-30T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:58:32.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fridays are always such happy days :D&lt;br /&gt;today was so perfect. i loved today!&lt;br /&gt;1st 2 periods was tamil. haha sharanya didnt come &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt; so we did nothing &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! so i made use of the double period to complete my sleep survey. &lt;br /&gt;then after mother tongue when me and sadhika went back to 2m the OHP screen thing was dangling from one side. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;apparently, teo lee lee broke it. aww ):&lt;br /&gt;but it looked so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;then we had PW. i love PW. its such a no-brains required subject. &lt;br /&gt;after pw we had lang arts! LANG ARTS!:D&lt;br /&gt;the speech thing. me and sadhika got in. yay! hmm i heard i got 30 votes. ___ didnt vote me. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;after that was recess followed by history.&lt;br /&gt;mr seow helped us lodge a complaint about the OHP thing. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;then math. &lt;br /&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND GRAPHS.&lt;br /&gt;GEL was so so so boring. &lt;br /&gt;then school came to an end(:&lt;br /&gt;i went home with joy!&lt;br /&gt;joy brings joy to the earth :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway,we're playing angel&amp;mortal!&lt;br /&gt;oh my god cool right?&lt;br /&gt;we get to know our angels and mortals on monday.&lt;br /&gt;and the camp is from 21st to 24th march. yessss yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;only a few more weeks left.&lt;br /&gt;lim rui please come. pleeeaseee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-849939881473328120?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/849939881473328120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=849939881473328120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/849939881473328120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/849939881473328120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/fridays-are-always-such-happy-days-d.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8345805620534622737</id><published>2007-03-28T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T17:48:09.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes yes! &lt;br /&gt;we got into the finals of the MG debate cup.&lt;br /&gt;haha i take back my words.&lt;br /&gt;its so fun to win :D&lt;br /&gt;i still hate _ and _ but but we're in the FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;meaning, i get a trophy for sure. haha. be jealous joy! &lt;br /&gt;and and i feel so proud of myself. the 2nd speaker used my speech.&lt;br /&gt;so i did have a part to play in the whole debate.&lt;br /&gt;i love wednesdays! life science was okayyy. i know i lost A LOT of marks but still it wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;and today was so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;im so happy today. &lt;br /&gt;OH PLUS PLUS&lt;br /&gt;i got 15/20 for home econs.&lt;br /&gt;haha im so happy with my marks.&lt;br /&gt;i got 8/20 last year for one of the home econs test so my 15/20 is super good :)&lt;br /&gt;and we had to compose a rap/jingle. me and geetika composed the whole thing in 10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i really really love what we wrote.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post the song as soon as geetika gives me the paper.&lt;br /&gt;there's a chem test tomorrow but im too happy to care.&lt;br /&gt;i regret my disgustingly emo post yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so what if i hate _ and _?&lt;br /&gt;my group isnt all that bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;i love ann and minerva(:&lt;br /&gt;but oh sheesh, ann is migrating ):&lt;br /&gt;oh and joy's quitting debate next year.&lt;br /&gt;nooooo joy dont leave meeee ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll wallow in the valley of despair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8345805620534622737?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8345805620534622737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8345805620534622737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8345805620534622737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8345805620534622737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-yes-yes-we-got-into-finals-of-mg.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-5361977559626305789</id><published>2007-03-27T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:10:21.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RgjraXoVwDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4MhJre4qh0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RgjraXoVwDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4MhJre4qh0/s200/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046542220720980018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay! i was bored so i took this umm..test!&lt;br /&gt;upper intermediate is the highest level by the way:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i got intermediate for vocab as well.&lt;br /&gt;actually it was a very easy test xD&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;on another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss being in the same class as you ): happy 14! i love you so much:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-5361977559626305789?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/5361977559626305789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=5361977559626305789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5361977559626305789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/5361977559626305789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay-i-was-bored-so-i-took-this-umm.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RgjraXoVwDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4MhJre4qh0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-3004621725601236455</id><published>2007-03-26T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:49:57.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish my debate group loses. i wish they all die. i want joy's group to win. my group is made up of idiots. losers. i hate them all. you all shall lose. i'll sit in the first row and jeer each and every one of you. joy i love you. i love your group too. why am i in SUCH a horrible group. i hate you all SO much. go and die.&lt;br /&gt;how dare you tell me at the last minute mrs choo thinks sec ones should be given a chance to speak. im fine with that actually. but HOW DARE YOU STEAL MY SPEECH. i spent the entire day writing it. im not going to share one line with you. write it on your own. you tell me you dont have enough time. LIKE I CARE. lose. you will anyway. hah! be kicked out. serves you all right. actually i even doubt mrs choo said that. maybe you all came up with the whole thing. stupid sec ones. to ____ and ____: i wish you guys never came to mgs. i hate you all the most.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3004621725601236455?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3004621725601236455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3004621725601236455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3004621725601236455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3004621725601236455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wish-my-debate-group-loses.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-6511063362805352140</id><published>2007-03-24T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:10:33.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gee i havent blogged for an entire week. great. woh great xD&lt;br /&gt;life without specs is so hard. i miss my specs. i spent the entire of friday without specs, im spending the entire of today without specs and im spending tomorrow and monday without specs as well.&lt;br /&gt;my new specs arrrive only on monday afternoon. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;the below is quoted from mayee's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"did i mention that our cs teacher said smth positive to me today? ah. so un-her. banana, dont be jealous. she didnt scold u on purpose. maybe she was really in a bad mood. bee-tee-double-u, did i mention u look really pretty without ur specs today? it gives u an edge. maybe u shld consider getting contacts for the rest of ur life. u really started a fashion statement today:D"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ignore the first part and just read from "bee-tee-double-u"&lt;br /&gt;haha mayee your name keeps appearing on my blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;you wonderful creature&lt;3 sigh. i reallllyyyyy dont want to go for that stupid competition tomorrow. i dont see any point going anyway. we're going to lose. fullstop. and and i REALLY need to study life science and chem. life science isnt that bad but chem. oh dear. i havent understood one thing ms_ taught us. except for the subway and superman part. she's she's just not that good a teacher to put it politely :( this week has been horrible. on wednesday i got booked for the first time this year and the second time since my life in mgs. but oh well, just one point wont do much harm. and on thurs, me, geetika, nicole mak and tong li got scolded by ms tok. until today i havent been able to understand why. apparently she called us and we didnt respond. right okay. friday was perfect just like any other friday. fridays are the bestest:D and today...i plan to study. study study study. i havent been very successful in my plan actually so goodbye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-6511063362805352140?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-33690202.post-3580523054046228120</id><published>2007-03-19T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:05:42.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i have nicer legs than her!&lt;br /&gt;yay i love you mayee, you always make me so happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3580523054046228120?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3580523054046228120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3580523054046228120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3580523054046228120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3580523054046228120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay-i-have-nicer-legs-than-her-yay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1518310323065698633</id><published>2007-03-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T19:18:33.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is so screwed):&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should switch to xanga but xanga is screwed too.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'll just bear with blogger for the timebeing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to acs(i) today for that boooooring essay writing competition.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet sharanya for breakfast atKAP but that silly silly girl was late):&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i still met her.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the KAP bus stop to wait for shakti who was a teeny weeny bit late but we still reached acs on time so it doesnt matter :D&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny as in there were these whole bunch of boys telling us where to go every 2 minutes and they lined the whole slope thinggy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the competition as such was ok.&lt;br /&gt;i finished my essay relatively early so i decided to go join lavanya and sharanya in the viewing of the IT competition.&lt;br /&gt;the IT thing was at the LT but i was too scared to go in alone so i asked lav to come out but she was too scared to come out so in the end sharanya came outside.&lt;br /&gt;yay! thank you my dear friend :D&lt;br /&gt;the IT thing ended soon after i went in): so i decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;first me and sharanya went to the bus stop to do the uh.."conversation" homework.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then we saw a lunatic guy. lunatic guys are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;then then her father dopped me at clementi mrt. thank you!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i need to go for yet another competition.&lt;br /&gt;competitions make me tired):&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent completed all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;oh, joy.&lt;br /&gt;this has been my busiest ever holidays :(&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll stay up late tonight and finish my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1518310323065698633?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1518310323065698633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent updated for ages and even now i am in no mood to type out a long post but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;for the past three days i've been reaching home at 10 something at night meaning i have not even touched my homework and i only have today and friday to finish because sat and sunday i need to go for those competitions.&lt;br /&gt;filming the drama at shakti's place was really really fun although i hated every part of having to tie a stupid ugly &lt;i&gt;sari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously so funny especially those super funny scences and i enjoyed being queen so much.&lt;br /&gt;to shakti-thank you so much for making me laugh a lot and tying my sari :D i love you loads&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;to sharanya-you were the best husband ever. its such a pity you ditched me but oh well. i will never ever forget my dearest husband&lt;br /&gt;to lavanya-haha you were so so caring last night when i had to take the bus alone at 9.30pm. thank you for those smsses and for helping me do so many things. you are the best maid ever xD&lt;br /&gt;to rasanya- you are the stupidest and funniest sage ever ever ever ever. hahaha. thank you for making me laugh so much.&lt;br /&gt; anyway, yesterday before going to shakti's place me, geetika, mayee, chang and tong li went &lt;b&gt;ice-skating&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;eh i actually wasnt that bad okay! but i pushed down many many people. sorry):&lt;br /&gt;everytime i saw tong li skate i burst out laughing and when i laughed, i fell and when i fell i dragged whoever's hand i was holidng onto down with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i had to leave early to go to shakti's house so i couldnt take neoprints D:&lt;br /&gt;and mayee's handphone pouch which had hp batteries inside got lost.&lt;br /&gt;i feel super guilty because &lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; was the one who opened the locker and removed the things but i really really dont remember seeing a black pouch there.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry mayee. i'll get you a new one if you want...tong li said handphone batteries cost a lot of money):&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll wash cars every weekend and earn you that money. sorry :'(&lt;br /&gt;on another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PHOTOS :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfijZe3a-9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/B_DGRATHkwI/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfijZe3a-9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/B_DGRATHkwI/s200/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041959441018846162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chang's, geetika's tong li's mayee's and MY leg :D (mine has an orange arrow beside it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih1e3a-5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Z7RAWA062io/s1600-h/starrystarry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih1e3a-5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Z7RAWA062io/s200/starrystarry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041957723031927698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mayee's, chang's geetika's, tong li's and my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih1-3a-6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tawfYZDFUgg/s1600-h/Xcountry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih1-3a-6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tawfYZDFUgg/s200/Xcountry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041957731621862306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random photo of cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih2O3a-7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7Au8nByZuwA/s1600-h/SP_A0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih2O3a-7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7Au8nByZuwA/s200/SP_A0567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041957735916829618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sooooper cute doggy me and joy saw on our way home after debate one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih2O3a-8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UfDBs51DA7w/s1600-h/SP_A0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/Rfih2O3a-8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UfDBs51DA7w/s200/SP_A0583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041957735916829634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY TABLE :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1080251175135667480?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1080251175135667480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1080251175135667480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1080251175135667480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1080251175135667480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-havent-updated-for-ages-and-even-now.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfijZe3a-9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/B_DGRATHkwI/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-4458055070321349815</id><published>2007-03-10T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:10:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the post below was my 100th post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-4458055070321349815?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/4458055070321349815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=4458055070321349815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4458055070321349815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/4458055070321349815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-below-was-my-100th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-8118014903316655656</id><published>2007-03-10T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:01:58.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>family night was so so so fun and i'll never in my whole life be able to forget yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we bonded so well as a class and all those hugs and everything..i'll just never ever ever forget them.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;first, in the morning i brought 2 "bamboo poles" to school for the dance. just that they werent made of bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i had to take a taxi to school because the school bus left without me):&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden, one pole fell out of the boot.&lt;br /&gt;the taxi driver got out of the taxi to go look for it but it was no where. So he asked me to help him look as well and it was found on the road fully flattened and twisted because apparently a lorry ran over it.&lt;br /&gt;thus i went to school with only one pole and the other was left somewhere on the roads of bukit timah.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;met geetika on the way up the slope and she helped me carry the pole.&lt;br /&gt;thank you verma&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;school was just as usual except for GEL when the whole sec 2 cohort went down to the quadrangle to rehearse for family night.&lt;br /&gt;our cd didnt work so we were the only class that could rehearse.  after school i rushed home because i had hardly one hour to shower and eat my lunch before coming back to school to rehearse for scarf dance. &lt;br /&gt;met amelia first and then the others came.  we waited for charlotte to finish her syf dance practice before we rehearsed scarf dance.&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt practice for long cause we had to go to quadrangle to dress up. &lt;br /&gt;xiang brought tribal sashes and eva brought face paint so we helped each other draw stripes on our cheeks and tie the sashes. after that lim rui came and we went for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat a lot because i was too happy and excited to feel hungry. then me, nicole mak and lim rui went to the bookshop to look for "someone" but that someone wasnt there DDD: &lt;br /&gt;our class was in charge of ushering the parents so one group of us stationed ourselves near the audi. we were supposed to say &lt;br /&gt;"good evening. welcome to family night. please proceed to the canteen for dinner".&lt;br /&gt; i said it most of the times okay!(: actually me and nicole mak were the only ones saying at all. haha.  i had loads of funny experiences ushering the parents.&lt;br /&gt;especially one with this weirdo security guard.  i shant write what happened over here but it was seriously funnyyy! after ushering we went back to the quadrangle and family night began! first there was this handshake thing where everyone had to go shake each others hands. &lt;br /&gt;chloe gave me a kitty hug! yay thank you :D i love kitty hugs.  and i got lots more hugs and hand shakes. thank you so much. they all mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;and a hug from alex as well. i felt so guilty when we hugged. sorry once again! &lt;br /&gt;After then our class performed the dance we put so much effort into. we did a wonderful job and especially eva being the chief part stood out from all the other dances.  i fell down during ending pose but well it was worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;after our dance, we had this weird weird 'dum dum dee dee' song and then played more family oriented games.  there was this dress up game where we had to dress up parents. i loved that one! haha.&lt;br /&gt;the other classes also performed after that. some of them had really nice songs but i loved ours the best. oh oh did i mention that our class tribal name was 2malalala. isnt that cuteee?&lt;br /&gt;and we had superly superly cute cheers as well. &lt;br /&gt;ma.&lt;br /&gt;malala&lt;br /&gt;malalalalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;oh no more malalalalala but there is a 2malalala&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the lyrics after that x(&lt;br /&gt;i loved 2g's dance SO much as well.&lt;br /&gt;i want kaandi. haha. then the results part.&lt;br /&gt;2m got second and 2g got first.&lt;br /&gt;true, we didnt get first but im sure everyone one of us was really happy. we put in so much of effort and it didnt go a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then we toook picturees! i have only one photo with me at the moment so.. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfIQru3a-3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XudxqDg18L8/s1600-h/2MALALALA.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfIQru3a-3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XudxqDg18L8/s200/2MALALALA.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040109276481911666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2m'07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i love you guys SO much and i am so thankful for being in 2m.&lt;br /&gt;at the start of the year, we were all so clique-ish. people from 1m were always together, people from 1e were always together and same for people from 1o.&lt;br /&gt;but i think we have all really become close in a period of just slightly more than 3months.&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;thank you joy and joy's parents for giving me a lift home.&lt;br /&gt;(see what i mean? i have known joy for such a short period of time but i still consider her one of my greatest friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohana Means Family! And family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8118014903316655656?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8118014903316655656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8118014903316655656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8118014903316655656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/8118014903316655656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/family-night-was-so-so-so-fun-and-ill_10.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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/_0GhdSEbPTS4/RfIQru3a-3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XudxqDg18L8/s72-c/2MALALALA.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33690202.post-7689197268541434613</id><published>2007-03-08T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:27:16.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i loved today so so so so much!&lt;br /&gt;my legs hurt so badly but who cares. today was such a wonderful day :DD&lt;br /&gt;first there was boooooring cross country in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i took a taxi to turf city because i heard you have to walk a lot so to save time and energy taxi was the best alternative.&lt;br /&gt;haha. saw mayee and geetika first!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;then came the rest and the thing started.&lt;br /&gt;me, mayee, chang and tong li were walking and well we jogged when the marshals asked us to but other than that we just walked the whole thing. after 2/4 the thing chang and tong li decided to run :( but i still mayee to walk the whole thing with.&lt;br /&gt;we walked close to 3.6km! isnt that coool? we discussed our march holiday outing on the way.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GOING ICE SKATING NEXT FRIDAY :)&lt;br /&gt;yay yay. i cant wait for friday!&lt;br /&gt;anyway after cross country we went to KAP.&lt;br /&gt;lim rui's mother gave us a lift there.&lt;br /&gt;thank you lim rui's mother(:&lt;br /&gt;then at KAP i queued up for one stupid burger and one iced milo for close to half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;haha after we finished eating, we went to &lt;u&gt;maple woods&lt;/u&gt; to go to xiang's house for the dance practice for family night!&lt;br /&gt;the security guard was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;he asked us to sign this paper to get but i accidentally was about to sign the coaches/instructors sign sheet.&lt;br /&gt;then when i finally found the write paper to sign, i forgot what happened but i think i signed the wrong date or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me if i was sick in the mind and if i had forgotten my medication.&lt;br /&gt;haha! then i murmured "thank you uncle".&lt;br /&gt;after that he was like&lt;br /&gt;"im not so old!"&lt;br /&gt;funny funny guy!&lt;br /&gt;xiang wasnt at home yet so we were uh..waiting for her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then she came and we went inside her first house. &lt;br /&gt;(yes, she has two houses)&lt;br /&gt;her house is utterly gorgeous! we waited for her to gather the props and all so meanwhile me, joy and nicolemak blue-toothed each other songs. haha it was soooo fun! and we were playing songs so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;then after xiang was done gathering the props we went to her second house which was empty. nothing inside-no furniture no nothing. so we had plenty of space to dance.&lt;br /&gt;first we practiced the starting pose.&lt;br /&gt;me and tongli are lying down and we are supposed to shake our legs.&lt;br /&gt;i love our first pose.&lt;br /&gt;the second part is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;the second part of the second part is ok but the first part of the second part...i just couldnt get it):&lt;br /&gt;but actually towards the end i finally finally got it :D&lt;br /&gt;then after that we split up to learn our different parts.&lt;br /&gt;the "scarf dancers" went up. im a scarf dancer too!&lt;br /&gt;i love love love love LOVE the scarf dance.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun learning it.&lt;br /&gt;charlotte you are the bestest teacher and choreographer ever!&lt;br /&gt;and im actually not that bad at it(:&lt;br /&gt;but but but im standing all the way in the front.&lt;br /&gt;i dont waaaaant D:&lt;br /&gt;but aiya never mind la.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after learning scarf dance we went through the dance many many many many times.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired but well it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i have a wonderful feeling our class will do really well for family night tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing, i went home with gerou and elena.&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride was super funny because elena was telling me about gerou's stupid choreography.&lt;br /&gt;she actually wanted the class to do frog-hops.&lt;br /&gt;haha gerou you are so so so weird.&lt;br /&gt;oh lookie fang ting just told me on msn that she saw me at the taxi stand today.&lt;br /&gt;you silly girl, why never say hello to me?):&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;today was such a great great day!&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow will be greater.&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY NIGHT!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-7689197268541434613?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-33690202.post-8279569645220978989</id><published>2007-03-05T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:55:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why why why does art have to be counted for overall?&lt;br /&gt;WHY :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-8279569645220978989?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/8279569645220978989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=8279569645220978989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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history and tamil. oh maaaaan. thats it!&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop harping on an on about my grades so i shall now blog about the competition because its a much much happier thing.&lt;br /&gt;so at 12.30 we got dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch and all we took a taxi there and reached uptlc sooooper dooooper early.&lt;br /&gt;i was staring at some stupid notice board when suddenly someone tapped my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;i turned around and saw samikannu walking towards us with his arms outstretched.&lt;br /&gt;then he shook our hands and began cleaning his teeth with a toothpick. haha.&lt;br /&gt;he told me how much he missed me. i miss him to death toooo.&lt;br /&gt;he said uptlc isnt the same without me.&lt;br /&gt;tamil lessons are also not the same without him):&lt;br /&gt;then the other teachers also came over and began talking to the 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;everyone misses me a lot. aw):&lt;br /&gt;i miss uptlc a lot toooo!&lt;br /&gt;then we sat around and did well...nothing until 2.50 or something when we had to go register for the competition. i was sitting so so so close to the fan and plus it was so windy that my papers kept flying and sharanya kept hitting her head with her hand in frustration. sorryyy):&lt;br /&gt;then we wrote and wrote and i was ge tting very sleepy because the weather was so nice. i finished my compo very early and i think i wrote a little tooo much but well anyway we were done at around 5 so me and sharanya went down.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to wait for shakti and lav to finish their essay as well but their category ended only at 6.30 so i waited with her until her father came to pick her up but he was late so we roamed around uptlc and called thurai. sharanya told her she did very badly and I told her i did okay-ish. Eitherways thurai thinks i did very well. haha. after that the both of us wanted to go to our last year tamil classroom and on our way up we saw samikannu again. He finally noticed that sharanya was a prefect. haha blur blob. he asked me why i wasnt a prefect and i told him i'll become one next year and then he said if i were to become a prefect the whole school will die. hahaha. then after a long long time we saw shakti!!:D&lt;br /&gt;shakti called thurai and apparently thurai said "girl competition" in the phone and then said "hello." For some reason shakti began laughing like a lunatic. poor thurai. i think she was traumatised by her laughing. so shakti hung up and called her back. thurai said she'll give us anything we want if we win. omg that so cooooool. thurai is so nice xD then lavanya came! I think we went home after that. I went home with shakti and lavanya and on the train shakti was being such a nuisance. First she dropped my handphone. It fell on this lady's leg and she was already so annoyed by her. Then she began singing this song on uh.."duty" or something like that so loudly!&lt;br /&gt;SHAKTI WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha. you silly silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;then i went home. the end.&lt;br /&gt;i miss friday.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see samikannu again.&lt;br /&gt;absence makes the heart fonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-3295298938760658872?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/3295298938760658872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=3295298938760658872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3295298938760658872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/3295298938760658872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-realised-i-have-5a1s-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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-33690202.post-1819500245591364712</id><published>2007-03-02T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:35:25.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im very very tired to blog about today because its a long long story.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll blog about what happened in school and blog about what happened today, tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5 entire years i cried in school today&lt;br /&gt;and i regret crying because once i reached home i realised i had no reason to cry(:&lt;br /&gt;first i thought i got the lowest in class for english and second i was very very very frustrated because i got the highest in class for compo and lowest in class for compre.&lt;br /&gt;but only AFTER crying i realised that i got highest for compo and i was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa. i still hate my compre.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks so so much for all those kind people who comforted me&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uh..during recess i shared nachos with geetika again.&lt;br /&gt;oi geetika you owe me $1.50!&lt;br /&gt;after recess was chem followed by math. i only stayed for slightly more than 5 minutes of math then left for the competition which i shall blog about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached bukit gombak station at around 7.30pm and was coming down the escalator my shoe lace got stuck.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, i almost died because i could have been sucked inside.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy there.&lt;br /&gt;guy: why dont you go call the mrt people&lt;br /&gt;me: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALL? IM STUCK HERE.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. how stupid of that guy.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people were surrounding me and watching until finally some smart person informed the mrt guy who ran to me and stopped the entire escalator.&lt;br /&gt;wow. near-death experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very very very sleepy now and its only 9.30 something.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless i loved today so so much!&lt;br /&gt;SAMIKANNU&lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33690202-1819500245591364712?l=mistermuffet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/feeds/1819500245591364712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33690202&amp;postID=1819500245591364712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1819500245591364712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33690202/posts/default/1819500245591364712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistermuffet.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-very-very-tired-to-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vandana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07639444507617547719</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>
