<?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-4736786092704661696</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:01:02.395-08:00</updated><category term='i want this to LAST'/><category term='scarred for life'/><category term='another chance..'/><category term='in the 80&apos;s'/><category term='i HATE this'/><title type='text'>it's all about me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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like. :) exams r almost over.&lt;br /&gt;considering if i should apply to get the heck out of this school.&lt;br /&gt;but like. i'm scared of risks.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that the year has gone by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;soon, it'll be my birthday then i'll be in sec 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say time flies when you're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;but am i having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went out aft sch with shumin olli and charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;it felt like exams were over but still have science lols. &lt;br /&gt;it was a great outing.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so reccommend the following movies: &lt;br /&gt;while you were sleeping&lt;br /&gt;coyote ugly&lt;br /&gt;its a boy girl thing&lt;br /&gt;first daughter&lt;br /&gt;marley and me ( i havnt seen but the trailer is soo funny :) )&lt;br /&gt;the perfect man &lt;br /&gt;the sleepover&lt;br /&gt;just friends&lt;br /&gt;10 things i hate about you&lt;br /&gt;just like heaven&lt;br /&gt;another cinderella story&lt;br /&gt;STEP UP! &lt;br /&gt;picture this&lt;br /&gt;fired up&lt;br /&gt;music n lyrics&lt;br /&gt;clueless&lt;br /&gt;mean girls&lt;br /&gt;a walk to remember&lt;br /&gt;sydney white&lt;br /&gt;what a girl wants&lt;br /&gt;she's the man &lt;br /&gt;the notebook&lt;br /&gt;THE BUCKET LIST!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it feels so weird, not being able to talk to you. am i just being delusional?&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how everything you say hurts me. maybe i'm oversensitive but i just can't stop myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-402195026287507232?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/402195026287507232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, supposed to be studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 1,&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really,&lt;br /&gt;but wed - fri had DVBS,&lt;br /&gt;and Sat had YF retreat, btw, still have bad memories of the game&lt;br /&gt;the only good part was the bonding in the van, but other than that, no.&lt;br /&gt;sorry organizers&lt;br /&gt;then sunday went to church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2&lt;br /&gt;mostly stayed home to study, but on tues(ithink) went out with hcis friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had BIBLE CONFERENCE in the night for the whole week from 7.30-9++++&lt;br /&gt;haha and tues went to ariels house with ollie and stuff&lt;br /&gt;Wed, had baking with vicki, ky, nad at myhouse (:&lt;br /&gt;today, gonna study, tmr, gonna study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4, hopefully going to have a barbeque(:&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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mr ye zhi didn't really bother us :P&lt;br /&gt;tyty&lt;br /&gt;SUPER fun.&lt;br /&gt;but like my cheeks were sore&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;no yay me&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then had 'music' but ms ho our music teacher too so therefore never come.&lt;br /&gt;then this new teacher came in and ask us to compete in speed stacking.&lt;br /&gt;so wadever luhs.&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;aerisa and kelvin won&lt;br /&gt;so good for them loh.&lt;br /&gt;then had hist papers back&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;FULL MARKS FOR ESSAYYY!!!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;93/100:D&lt;br /&gt;never expected it&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;-sobs-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;congrats kavern, on getting 97 ( esp on ur birthday, really is ur day)&lt;br /&gt;then had english compo bck&lt;br /&gt;got 41/50&lt;br /&gt;very happy&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect my crap to make it through (:&lt;br /&gt;then some very stupid stuff happened that wasn't even my fault but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked to busstop&lt;br /&gt;then ppl (yirong, dario, ryan kavern)&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to take bus&lt;br /&gt;take taxi&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;also too rich luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then gerald darren and me take bus lohs&lt;br /&gt;wah so funny :D&lt;br /&gt;darren so cuteee&lt;br /&gt;but i can see similarities between them.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;they do the same ' whatt?!??' face&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and like super funny&lt;br /&gt;oh, gerald's a sci freak, 'cos his so stupidly smart ( in sci)&lt;br /&gt;so anway&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza&lt;br /&gt;and went to MOTHERCARE( waited outside)&lt;br /&gt;and bought sth for kavern ( HAHAHA )&lt;br /&gt;then i bought sth for yirong  ( its FAB.)&lt;br /&gt;but we were shraing our presents luhs&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy the chain for kvern's (haAHAHA) present.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this popular sale at the atrium&lt;br /&gt;so we bought a book for kavern( hahhaa ) - colouring  book! :D&lt;br /&gt;its super nice luhs&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;gerlad and darren were like obsessing over htis woodcraft thingy.&lt;br /&gt;(my brother has made so many alr :D )&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;i bet gerald is going to fix everything&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;but gerald and darren were so sweet luh&lt;br /&gt;darren : Kor, i wan this!&lt;br /&gt;Gerald : oh okay,  you can pick the last one, its your choice darren&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;sth along that line&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then came home&lt;br /&gt;and slept from like 5 - 7/8&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;xD had some funny dream&lt;br /&gt;can't rmb it though=X&lt;br /&gt;STM!&lt;br /&gt;:"(&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then practiced piano&lt;br /&gt;then here luhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for today, considering the low mood i've been the past week.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for giving me wonderful support ( church , kellr etc. )&lt;br /&gt;thank God for my results&lt;br /&gt;thank God &lt;3&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1766467908234823366</id><published>2009-04-13T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:42:25.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was like almost the worst day ofmy life larhsss.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;started the day waking up at 530&lt;br /&gt;went to school early 'cos sis neeeded to be in early for either SPA [ science practical assessment ] or prefects.&lt;br /&gt;duhno.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;then reached school bout 650?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;even though sch starts at 8&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; time flies&lt;br /&gt;then had english&lt;br /&gt;erh&lt;br /&gt;uhh&lt;br /&gt;it was quite dry&lt;br /&gt;then had recess.&lt;br /&gt;then had principal's assembly&lt;br /&gt;seriously lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting like super bored during PA.&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;keep asking us questions&lt;br /&gt;when we just want to know what is next&lt;br /&gt;but wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;br /&gt; math&lt;br /&gt;lolz.&lt;br /&gt;i find graphs like super fun lah&lt;br /&gt;esp when plotting the graph and drawing the line&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIKE KINDERGARTEN ALL OVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;then had moosic&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;again, DRY&lt;br /&gt;then the play was to start at 2&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;from 110 to 2 celene and i were like doing the props&lt;br /&gt;like the debris[ crushed paper ] , the signs [ foolscap paper], and basically trying to calm everybody who was just freaked about the one line they had to say?-.-&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;everybody's liddat.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm like sort of the person who ask them to do stuff&lt;br /&gt;so anything that went wrong, my fault&lt;br /&gt;but it was one of the rare times where it was actually worthit.&lt;br /&gt;'cos like it was really good play.&lt;br /&gt;;D thanks to positive comments n suggestions from celene, yijing, ollie, russell[sometimes], gerald ;D sometimes michael too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------ISLAND OF THE BEASTS adapted from'lordoftheflies'---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self destruction in 10.....9.....8.....7.....6...5.4.3.2.1 BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;it was great&lt;br /&gt;and like sooper funneh&lt;br /&gt;esp like the part where russell'striped'&lt;br /&gt;well he didn't really&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;at least he had the decency to wear a singlet inside-.-&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;erh&lt;br /&gt;hello, he wanted to strip to his underwear, literallyh.&lt;br /&gt;but we made him strip to his singlet and school shorts&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;it was juts taking of the jacket and tshirt&lt;br /&gt;if not russell wldn't 'do the play.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i mean, willingly&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;they played ' dontcha' aft i said ' ralph started to strip to his underwear'&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNY CAN&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the music started&lt;br /&gt;he just turned round and started lolz.&lt;br /&gt;lucky it wasn't that short.&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;it was funny lah&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;little joke liddat tch also canot take&lt;br /&gt;aft that he also said sth that really like ' drew the line? ' but shan't say it here ltr kenna scolding-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;kenna scolding lohs&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;don't care&lt;br /&gt;russell was like ' no regrets, it was fun anyway'&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt; i also no regrets lohs&lt;br /&gt;in the end also i never kenna[yet].&lt;br /&gt;it was worthit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sec 2s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IN THE END, IT WAS ALL WORTHIT 'COS IT ROCKED.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it did&lt;br /&gt;big time.&lt;br /&gt;even though we didn't complete the entire play&lt;br /&gt;it was good&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;aft that&lt;br /&gt;went bacfk to class for IFD[intl friendshipday] practice&lt;br /&gt;i was alr quite pissed then apparently i didn't look pissed enough&lt;br /&gt;so when benny and dario came back from macs [ they weren't at the play ]&lt;br /&gt;he thought i was normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he pissed me off&lt;br /&gt;and then i got super angry&lt;br /&gt;the tension in the entire class was like super high.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like slapping sth&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to learn to dispose of anger&lt;br /&gt;i didn't talk to him aft that&lt;br /&gt;'cos i needed cooling down&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i don't blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blame me&lt;br /&gt;'cos i didn't get myself sth during lunch, so i was hungry&lt;br /&gt;and i shldn't have flared up at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , sorry benny&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over it&lt;br /&gt;;) hope u will too&lt;br /&gt;went home&lt;br /&gt;and decided to get over it&lt;br /&gt;came home at 530&lt;br /&gt;slept until like erh 8&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;-paiseh-&lt;br /&gt;but was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;then practiced piano&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;really excited[sort of]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just really find some ppl really erh you know&lt;br /&gt;'cos&lt;br /&gt;they just can't take jokes and they just think everything is so perfect, so steorotype.&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;it just annoys me that they treat us like really small kids when its not like as if we're that young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;you've been where we've been&lt;br /&gt;you've either been an outcast, emo or a popular.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i think i iknow which one u were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-1766467908234823366?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1766467908234823366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=1766467908234823366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1766467908234823366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1766467908234823366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-like-almost-worst-day-ofmy.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2468756052452803391</id><published>2009-04-03T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:30:06.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3.4.09. time : 815pm&lt;br /&gt;i am super tired.&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand this anymore&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;what keeps me going, is the fact that i know that GOD has a plan for me somehow. he protects me in little little ways, and that keeps my faith solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult&lt;br /&gt;i'll breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;but someday, i'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;and when i am, this won't matter.&lt;br /&gt;it gets worse before it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school, had english, supposed to write out storyline and plan for essay.&lt;br /&gt;did it, then started to do step-by-step, the sequence.&lt;br /&gt;then had recess.&lt;br /&gt;super tired alr&lt;br /&gt;like mentally&lt;br /&gt;had recess.&lt;br /&gt;had chinese.&lt;br /&gt;FROM TUESDAY ONWARDS. I WILL LISTEN DURING LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;that, is a promise i make.&lt;br /&gt;aft that went to LT&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of having hist lesson, i was emo.&lt;br /&gt;its like nothing i said was the right answer.&lt;br /&gt;i started to scold myself&lt;br /&gt;like really.&lt;br /&gt;then i got really emo, and that really drained the enrgy from me.&lt;br /&gt;felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;got teary&lt;br /&gt;but didn't cry.&lt;br /&gt;i realised, that i can't really be who i am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what i used to be, is kept underneath.&lt;br /&gt;is let loose only at home.&lt;br /&gt;now, i can't even laugh at certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i can't make jokes without knowing that i'll be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;i can't NOT do what they want 'cos that'll just be social suicide.&lt;br /&gt;i can't do LOTS of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it not the same.&lt;br /&gt;its either them, or me.&lt;br /&gt;but i think its me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not PMSing if that's what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;its true.&lt;br /&gt;think bout last year.&lt;br /&gt;how was i like.&lt;br /&gt;and compare.&lt;br /&gt;i can never be myself.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i stray way from stufs like that.&lt;br /&gt;'cos i know that nobody really knows what i am like.&lt;br /&gt;'cept my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt envy like this before.&lt;br /&gt;not hatred, just envy, and wondering why i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;why i can't be original?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science drained me.&lt;br /&gt;and no, mr oon's scolding didn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;call me weird, it actually affects me.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that went to cafe.&lt;br /&gt;then went up to class, to help clean the class and decorate it.&lt;br /&gt;aft decoratng the board, cleaned the walls.&lt;br /&gt;and then went to math class late.&lt;br /&gt;[olympiad,]&lt;br /&gt;then stayed for like 1 h +&lt;br /&gt;then went bk to class.&lt;br /&gt;and arranged tables.&lt;br /&gt;into new seating.&lt;br /&gt;then was late for piano&lt;br /&gt;wenjie dropped meoff at little india mrt.&lt;br /&gt;rushed to piano.&lt;br /&gt;[thanks wenjie]&lt;br /&gt;piano was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;my hand hurt, n my head hurt.&lt;br /&gt;it was playing, not the events that happened previosuly in the day.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept yawning&lt;br /&gt;was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;1 peice, spent HALF an hour on it.&lt;br /&gt;as in during lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home&lt;br /&gt;SUPER TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;showered.&lt;br /&gt;cried.&lt;br /&gt;blogged.&lt;br /&gt;time, 8.32pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2468756052452803391?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2468756052452803391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>k this is a sorta emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really can't stand it lah.&lt;br /&gt;u want to hate me, just hate me&lt;br /&gt;don't try to come pretend like you're my best friend then start to come and start acting like i'm all wrong and i'm a stupid idiot who's opinions are not worth listening to.&lt;br /&gt; i know i'm bad&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;everything i do&lt;br /&gt;everything i say&lt;br /&gt;you think i'm the same as you?&lt;br /&gt;i don't talk then fall in love ok.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't work that way&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't even mind.&lt;br /&gt;and u start thinking, oh , just 'cos you fell into ' love' like that. i will too?&lt;br /&gt;NO INTEREST.&lt;br /&gt;GETTIT!?&lt;br /&gt;want me only to go along 'cos u duwan to be alone right&lt;br /&gt;USE ME.&lt;br /&gt;USE ME BUY THIS.&lt;br /&gt;BUY THAT.&lt;br /&gt;DO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;DO THAT.&lt;br /&gt;HOW U THINK I FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;everything i do, i dont get anything from it.&lt;br /&gt;u got help everywhere u go. i don't have any okay.&lt;br /&gt;you do.&lt;br /&gt;and yet you get everything.&lt;br /&gt;breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i wasn't very nice&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;DON'T ACT ALL PISSED&lt;br /&gt;THEN STILL HANG OUT WITH US.&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT EVEN LIKE MY FAULT CAN.&lt;br /&gt;maybe part.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;u don't need to act like everything is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;then like an hour ltr&lt;br /&gt;like nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt; I DON'T RECOVER SO FAST OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL HURT.&lt;br /&gt;I PUT ON A FAKE SMILE BECAUSE I'M NICE.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOUR FEELINGS AND GET INTO DEEP TROUBLE.&lt;br /&gt;i think before i act.&lt;br /&gt;you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had  yf.&lt;br /&gt;was pianist.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;piano sounded like it was muted&lt;br /&gt;duno&lt;br /&gt;maybe they cldn't hear my mistakes lohs&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;forum was..&lt;br /&gt;awkward&lt;br /&gt;like ------------- was unsure of how to answer our questions.&lt;br /&gt;then ------------ stare over at me, like as if i owe her living&lt;br /&gt;ofcos idun care lah.&lt;br /&gt;i understand but it wasn't like i wasn't listening right.&lt;br /&gt;i mean if it was my dad, i wld like ppl to listen too&lt;br /&gt;but i was listening loh.&lt;br /&gt;make such a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i don't show you any respect.&lt;br /&gt;then aft yf&lt;br /&gt;uncle ethan shoo-ed us off 'cos of some reason he wanted to talk to the english side&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. big embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;only jiaen my sis and me left.&lt;br /&gt;cos we were the only chi side.&lt;br /&gt;[ ironic ain't it]&lt;br /&gt;then aft that my sis went home&lt;br /&gt;then at church&lt;br /&gt;uncle ethan msg me, say he very sorry 'cos his dismissal was very harsh&lt;br /&gt;then he told me what he talked to the english side about.&lt;br /&gt;i mean u talk like that to them, they also will be insulted&lt;br /&gt;like as if its their responsibility&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;its not lah.&lt;br /&gt;like we de zui them&lt;br /&gt;i duwan it to be like that&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home and slept for like super long&lt;br /&gt;8pm - 5 in the morn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i wasn't tired when i went to sch with joanna 'cos daddy was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then today bad stuffs happened.&lt;br /&gt;not talking to ___ again&lt;br /&gt;since it got such bad response&lt;br /&gt;WHAT EVER.&lt;br /&gt;THINK THAT WAY.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to emphasize my point&lt;br /&gt;but whatever i say, you guys don't listen&lt;br /&gt;so what ever.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not out to hurt anybody.&lt;br /&gt;so don't make me.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1774583954283259180</id><published>2009-03-14T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T06:59:44.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;first wokeup at like 730 then ate bkfast, showered, played abit of piano&lt;br /&gt;then set off for RELC Hotel&lt;br /&gt;for ABRSM grd5 theory exam&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;woah the lobby was like super crowded lahs&lt;br /&gt;then went into the exam hall&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i saw&lt;br /&gt;its&lt;br /&gt;grd5 's' paper&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then i did my paper&lt;br /&gt;section by section&lt;br /&gt;then after doing each question&lt;br /&gt;i'd check again&lt;br /&gt;then after the section i'll check the entire section&lt;br /&gt;then i did the whole paper&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;i checked each one again,&lt;br /&gt;and i spotted one mistake&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;handed in the paper after 1 h30 min&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, the exam hall was like almost 3/4 empty&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;but most of them are like grd 1-4-.-&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then i went with mommy to far east&lt;br /&gt;ate a kfc&lt;br /&gt;guess wad! i'm a CHICKY MEMBER-.-&lt;br /&gt;10% discount everytime i go there and pizzahut&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went in&lt;br /&gt;and found this super cute shoe shop&lt;br /&gt;mommy bought 2 shoes&lt;br /&gt;i said i cld orrow from her&lt;br /&gt;but i really like the wedges&lt;br /&gt;super nice&lt;br /&gt;its a nice shade of purple too&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll wear it to the gala dinner [90th anniversary,hwachong]&lt;br /&gt;lol.s.&lt;br /&gt;then went searching for a dress&lt;br /&gt;didn't really find many nice ones&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then saw one super nice nice nice one&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;walked round sommore&lt;br /&gt;then went back and bought that super nice dress.XD&lt;br /&gt;then took a drink&lt;br /&gt;then went to kinokuniya&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;to spend the $70 vouchers i got from prize-giving&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then bought kenken book1,2&lt;br /&gt;sudoku gold,&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get jodi picoult handle with care,&lt;br /&gt;but yuh&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;cldn't&lt;br /&gt;'cos too ex.&lt;br /&gt;this year, i'll do better&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;then i can get more voucher&lt;br /&gt;then can buy more books&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;then came home&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;at about 4.30&lt;br /&gt;so i started out at 830&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;PHEW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-1774583954283259180?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1774583954283259180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=1774583954283259180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1774583954283259180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1774583954283259180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-today-was-fun_14.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7061209623606249687</id><published>2009-03-08T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T05:42:41.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;morning woke up at 930 blahblahblha read book practice piano,&lt;br /&gt;then went to church&lt;br /&gt;had sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the lesson was fun.&lt;br /&gt;and like erhm i had to share my testimony on how god protected me during my trip to thailand [SEAMC09]&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm doing it nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then had a little discussion after lesson 'cos the adults havn't finished their svc.&lt;br /&gt;talking about the dinosaurs.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft tht&lt;br /&gt;went over to fsc. [ student care centre of JSM]&lt;br /&gt;then like all the youths were there like. 20 of us ..&lt;br /&gt;split into 5 groups&lt;br /&gt;grouped with jiaen, clement,yang en.&lt;br /&gt;lOLS.&lt;br /&gt;then had to make a volcano&lt;br /&gt;or sth&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;out of flour&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;then like super funny lah&lt;br /&gt;'cos we put the flour first&lt;br /&gt;then i duno why we keep adding water&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;until super sticky&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then we add sommore flour&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then okay le.&lt;br /&gt;butthen the volcano is uneven&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;so made sommore&lt;br /&gt;then abit fat&lt;br /&gt;then had to smooth it out&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then clement was playing with the flour,&lt;br /&gt;like he wanted ppl to pour it in his hand, instead of bringing the bowl,&lt;br /&gt;then all of us were like... erh...&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then we finished&lt;br /&gt;and we poured some colouring&lt;br /&gt;but one side got too much le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then clement went to make a smiley face-.-&lt;br /&gt;like literally.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take photo&lt;br /&gt;but my hands were like...&lt;br /&gt;XD full of flour and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask uncle paul and auntie dawn for photos ltr.&lt;br /&gt;then had competition&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then like it was funny larh&lt;br /&gt;the comments.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;and ours&lt;br /&gt;'cos we made the 'lava' come out.&lt;br /&gt;it was really a nice colour&lt;br /&gt;and grp 3's one right&lt;br /&gt;was like alr red,[volcano]&lt;br /&gt;then the lav was more red,&lt;br /&gt;then it looked super bloody&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then ours was okay.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that&lt;br /&gt;we cleaned up&lt;br /&gt;then joyce was commentin on how she doesn't use broom, she uses vaccuum.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then she say broom is old fashion&lt;br /&gt;then weiliang was like : shi ma?&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to church&lt;br /&gt;ate at church&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;church felt like super quiet&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; lol&lt;br /&gt;all the ppl go home le.&lt;br /&gt;then waited for super long for 70/70m&lt;br /&gt;haiiz.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;2 '7' came 2 '197' came&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but thank God&lt;br /&gt;for his guidance throughout today&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, but my leg hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;i hope more things like this happen.&lt;br /&gt;it was great fellowship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7061209623606249687?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7061209623606249687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7061209623606249687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7061209623606249687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7061209623606249687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4830713941401907825</id><published>2009-02-23T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:42:02.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;if i told you i'm like totally screwed.&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;but i really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;i wish we never stopped talking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know exams and all... &gt;&lt; but now i don't even know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it now, i just wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;but of course, you'll never know about it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;just little me, being emo and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥,&lt;br /&gt;Elisabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was  really just an emo post &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come asking me who it is, 'cos i ain't going to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today... had english&lt;br /&gt;it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;just got into groups&lt;br /&gt;and was stuck with some people [ only sane person ? Yijing &lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;then ltr had recess&lt;br /&gt;then had PA&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ok lahs. lols&lt;br /&gt;;p homework timetable? so weird.&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;br /&gt;then had math&lt;br /&gt;quite fun&lt;br /&gt;i think mdm chew's question quite fun to do =X&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;then had music&lt;br /&gt;which was oober fun&lt;br /&gt;but not so fun as lastweek&lt;br /&gt;last week we were singing ' yesterday once more ' by the carpenters&lt;br /&gt;then like this week we had to do wad we learnt the whole term.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i think most poeple rmb vitas&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;♥s______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then went to the mph.&lt;br /&gt;♥s______&lt;br /&gt;had this library board investiture&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;thn aft that prize winners stay back for a while&lt;br /&gt;i got 2nd top in sec 1 and topin hist for sec 1&lt;br /&gt;and its like&lt;br /&gt;so few prize winners&lt;br /&gt;relaly? not professional AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;then like okay lah&lt;br /&gt;then took bus 174 with gerald ryan jenna yijing and darren!! haha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;at the busstop something like super funny happenf lah.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;but its not much of my businss so nvm&lt;br /&gt;then took to dhoby&lt;br /&gt;then hung round a while&lt;br /&gt;then took mrt to newton&lt;br /&gt;for my last french lesson XD&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, the most effective tOO&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the teacher? maybe its the willingness to learn 'cos it's the last lesson? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;then came home&lt;br /&gt;kinda empty lah&lt;br /&gt;and time passed pretty fast&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;u know i duno&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;but i think that all you've seen is my face...&lt;br /&gt;you havn't even heard me,&lt;br /&gt;seen me in real life...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;♥s_______&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wait for the day this is over, and i can get over you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥s_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4830713941401907825?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4830713941401907825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4830713941401907825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4830713941401907825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4830713941401907825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/02/feel-really-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4753713547613343476</id><published>2009-02-20T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:05:34.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was funn.&lt;br /&gt;went to school and waited awhile 'cos ollie and shumin were finishin their homework&lt;br /&gt;then sat at the round tables.&lt;br /&gt;talked talked talked talked&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class&lt;br /&gt;had silent reading&lt;br /&gt;almost cried&lt;br /&gt;while reading ' for one more day' by mitch albom&lt;br /&gt;icried the night before and i almost cried in sch except for the atmostphere wasn't that quiet [hinting shumin hahahahaxD kidding]&lt;br /&gt;then had english&lt;br /&gt;then had recess&lt;br /&gt;canteen seemed quite empty.&lt;br /&gt;then had chinese&lt;br /&gt;ting xie&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE CONFIDENCE THAT I WILL GET 100 MARKS THIS TIME, NOT 95&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;my previous tingxie all 95&lt;br /&gt;then had history&lt;br /&gt;they finished all their recordings&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;ours had to most props&lt;br /&gt;but celene's grp quite innovative, they asked 'tunku' to speak malay and the ' translator' translated it&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;but ours still ahd the nicest props&lt;br /&gt;eh, got tablecloth ok&lt;br /&gt;and got sarong sommore&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had science&lt;br /&gt;at lab&lt;br /&gt;duno why&lt;br /&gt;i always dont feel like doing the experiments&lt;br /&gt;like seriously&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sitting there&lt;br /&gt;and then tch's explaining&lt;br /&gt;then i'm like staring at it, no energy to evn touch the props&lt;br /&gt;its sth about that room that sucks the enrgy from me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft sch&lt;br /&gt;felt ABIT emo&lt;br /&gt;but shumin went with ollie back to shumin's house 'cos she needed to get sth&lt;br /&gt;then i stayed in sch with tommy yrong and aerisa to do geo proj&lt;br /&gt;quite fun actualy&lt;br /&gt;and we actually did sth&lt;br /&gt;but we aren't finished with it&lt;br /&gt;so currently its difficult to see wad we're doing&lt;br /&gt;even though it just looks like shape&lt;br /&gt;so yu're prob going to think ' shape city '&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finsihed last part of theory&lt;br /&gt;then went for math olympiad with aerisa and shumin&lt;br /&gt;stayed until 5&lt;br /&gt;then walked out:)&lt;br /&gt;then reached piano at 6&lt;br /&gt;then had piano&lt;br /&gt;actually the piece ' gopak' isn't so bad after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite nice&lt;br /&gt;its in the grd 8 peices or sth liddat its not the exam one&lt;br /&gt;its 'alternative exam pieces'&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;teacher's choice&lt;br /&gt;or sth&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then aft that&lt;br /&gt;rushed to traffic light, which thankfully turned green once i reached&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed to mrt and train platform&lt;br /&gt;with thankfully, the train also just arrived&lt;br /&gt;then took to little india&lt;br /&gt;where i rushed to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u must be wondering whyi'm rushing&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then waited a while for the bus to come&lt;br /&gt;took 66&lt;br /&gt;took so long mans&lt;br /&gt;to reach school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ran' up&lt;br /&gt;the hill then reached school saw jenna screaming 'cos this mean guy was telling her ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;and iwas like panting and panting&lt;br /&gt;[ i rushed all the way from clarke quay to bukit timah-.-]&lt;br /&gt;and i dun have particularly long legs that can move like 1 m at a time&lt;br /&gt;then jenna 'briefed' me&lt;br /&gt;then i rested a while&lt;br /&gt;luckly not so many parents yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw&lt;br /&gt;i was there to help out the parents in finding teachers and stuff&lt;br /&gt;its the 'PTI' for the new students of sec 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;helped out&lt;br /&gt;cleaned up the drinks table&lt;br /&gt;which was Litter-ish&lt;br /&gt;eww... an eyesore much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i first walked in&lt;br /&gt;it was really professional&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;better than last year&lt;br /&gt;impressed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then helped the parents and stuff&lt;br /&gt;until like 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chit-chatted with hyunik and aaron with jenna&lt;br /&gt;then like the last few parents alr&lt;br /&gt;then like we started clearng the chairs&lt;br /&gt;and jenna and i cleaned up the other stuffs&lt;br /&gt;got alot of 'good' cmments from teachers&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;-.&lt;br /&gt;then i folded table cloths&lt;br /&gt;cleared tables&lt;br /&gt;took the name tags off the tables&lt;br /&gt;and brought the whiteboard into the staff office&lt;br /&gt;well actually i held the door open,&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went home at like 915 with jenna&lt;br /&gt;the traffic on hwa chong side was horrendous&lt;br /&gt;one side the cars light were red and the other white&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;singapore colours&lt;br /&gt;quite nice actually&lt;br /&gt;then the other side&lt;br /&gt;its like nobody&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then took bus home&lt;br /&gt;at reached home at like 1030&lt;br /&gt;showered&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner&lt;br /&gt;talked talked talked&lt;br /&gt;then read for one more day&lt;br /&gt;and drifted off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7035984681691689396</id><published>2009-02-18T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:02:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. today was so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;WHY IN FRONT OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID ME&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STUPID TSUPID STUPDI ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really sucked esp after 2.40&lt;br /&gt;living in embarrassment and emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;tody had english&lt;br /&gt;then the ppt.&lt;br /&gt;quite stupid&lt;br /&gt;esp the part that was supposed to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really funny.&lt;br /&gt;-,0&lt;br /&gt;and i think mr john was bored 'cos he kept looking out of the window&lt;br /&gt;and the cursive font screwed up&lt;br /&gt;dont  know why.&lt;br /&gt;then had recess&lt;br /&gt;then had chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed places with yirong, sat with jenna.&lt;br /&gt;quite ok actually&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind it&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;after lesson [i think my chinese is IMPROVING!]&lt;br /&gt;had sci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhm.&lt;br /&gt;ALEX got first again--.-&lt;br /&gt;i got friggin 15.5&lt;br /&gt;i am so sa&lt;br /&gt;*Sad&lt;br /&gt;i got 18 for the previous test&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats like a 2.5 mark loss.&lt;br /&gt;GRR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that had math&lt;br /&gt;laernt how to change the subject of an equation&lt;br /&gt;quite easy actually&lt;br /&gt;had to do like 5 questions from ex.4i&lt;br /&gt;but shaokai came to me at like the last 5 min&lt;br /&gt;and asked me how to do the last 2 questions&lt;br /&gt;so i just sat there and explained to him aft everybody else went for lunch&lt;br /&gt;shaokai actually not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;something happend in class&lt;br /&gt;shows that jo________ is not a gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSlY.&lt;br /&gt;PUSHING A GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT WHAT YOU DO IF A GIRL TEASES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;get used to it girls' tease you all the time&lt;br /&gt;if that's how u react, then well, no girls will talk to you&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;you're SHAMELESS.&lt;br /&gt;MAKING A GIRL CRY.&lt;br /&gt;SHAME ON YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch and stayed in class.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that hist time&lt;br /&gt;grp 1 wasn't prepared&lt;br /&gt;so our grp went.&lt;br /&gt;took quite long to get ready&lt;br /&gt;.,.&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then did out first time.&lt;br /&gt;but not very good&lt;br /&gt;so ms kong say we cld do another time.&lt;br /&gt;and we did.&lt;br /&gt;it took us the whole period=X&lt;br /&gt;whoops.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;aft lesson&lt;br /&gt;something really stupid and embarrasing happened&lt;br /&gt;then went for CS&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;wat a bad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good note though&lt;br /&gt;that at least she bothered to say : it'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;when she said those 3 words, i really thought it was going to be okay&lt;br /&gt;all worries were lost for like a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really..&lt;br /&gt;powerful...&lt;br /&gt;what simple things you just have to say to a friend to make them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't add to the misery&lt;br /&gt;tell them its okay, and move on&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7035984681691689396?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7035984681691689396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7035984681691689396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7035984681691689396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7035984681691689396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2908992208068177913</id><published>2009-01-30T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:02:17.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;had piano from 6-7 today&lt;br /&gt;sucked all the enrgy from me&lt;br /&gt;walking home was tiring&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;sole of feet felt like splitting&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired&lt;br /&gt;and just did some of HIST proj script&lt;br /&gt;and i'm currenty doing reserach for geog proj&lt;br /&gt;and my research is not just copy and paste and done&lt;br /&gt;if i did that i wld've finished that long ago........&lt;br /&gt;i need to summarize&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;so much revision...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-8863172379717597664</id><published>2009-01-29T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:24:15.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOs.&lt;br /&gt;:d&lt;br /&gt;ok cny was kinda goOd&lt;br /&gt;but kinda boring 'cos dint really visit alot of ppl :)&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;it was OVERALL. fun&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;reunion on monday, saw bro and uncle kenna trashed at english chess by my cousin--&lt;br /&gt;who's like only sec 1&lt;br /&gt;but then again, smart kid:)&lt;br /&gt;lols.went home.&lt;br /&gt;bleahbleah&lt;br /&gt;wasted&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;wed&lt;br /&gt;went to jenna's house, from 9-12+&lt;br /&gt;for MUGGIN.&lt;br /&gt;and really, i MUGGed.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;s o anyway, today&lt;br /&gt;we had BORING lessons.&lt;br /&gt;REALLy.&lt;br /&gt;u know that i think they shld give us a 5 min break before very lesson.&lt;br /&gt;'cos our attention span isn't so big.&lt;br /&gt;its healthy to have a 5 min break.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY. noo kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then had geog&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. he doesn't TEACH.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what he's TALKING About.&lt;br /&gt;at least during like math lesson mdm chew walked around and helped us&lt;br /&gt;he like, doens't explain!&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't even TEACH.&lt;br /&gt;HOOWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anyway&lt;br /&gt;aft that&lt;br /&gt;we rushed to the terraces, did warm-ups.&lt;br /&gt;then mr sim briefed us,&lt;br /&gt;need-ed to do 400m, and 4X100m.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;400 m target 1.40min&lt;br /&gt;i got 1.42&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to run ALL over again nxt week&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;stupid me just went to slow down&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STUPID STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then aft that 4X100m&lt;br /&gt;our overall timing was 1.20&lt;br /&gt;:D YAY RIGHT ON MARK&lt;br /&gt;but lols.i have to run 110m like ollie, and aerisa and shumin[curved] only run 90m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowonder i always seem to 'fly' round the bend&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anyway aft that had a break and went to buy drink then went up for cca.&lt;br /&gt;lol alr sweating like crazy&lt;br /&gt;then hall was SO hot.&lt;br /&gt;then went up to outside the LT.&lt;br /&gt;SO HOT.&lt;br /&gt;kept perspiring.[idunknowhow to spell]&lt;br /&gt;ok lols.&lt;br /&gt;then did warm-up&lt;br /&gt;then some of the senior managed to convince the floorball to use only 2 courts, and we use 1 court.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that went for ike practice waitin for coach to come&lt;br /&gt;practice passing&lt;br /&gt;chest pass, shoulderpass&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;ok then&lt;br /&gt;aft that coach came lined up did straight line pass&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;then did some drill&lt;br /&gt;then aft that she had us try to shoot hoops&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;at first like our team was like ' cheating'&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;[igot a few in! :D]&lt;br /&gt;then the other team won&lt;br /&gt;so we had to do 1 star jump:D&lt;br /&gt;then did again, this time had to get 30 in&lt;br /&gt;so we won, [ i got like 1/2 in this time l:]&lt;br /&gt;then aft that they had to do the starjump&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;then had to run, catch then throw&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ll that one i never get in&lt;br /&gt;AHHA&lt;br /&gt;duno why&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then aft that walkd out wth shumin keller shelomith&lt;br /&gt;stopped by cafe&lt;br /&gt;saw alot of ppl.and ppl to go home with:D&lt;br /&gt;so went home with them&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;then walked out&lt;br /&gt;then keller pangseh-ed me with the guys&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID KELLEr&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;then took 174 with darren, ryan, gerald and josiah&lt;br /&gt;lol josiah cldn't stop talking the whole way&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;and they were so loudi think the whole bus cld hear&lt;br /&gt;HOW EMBARRASSING.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol then took train home&lt;br /&gt;felt like the sole of my foot was going to split=X&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the shoes&lt;br /&gt;now i know&lt;br /&gt;WEAR SPORT SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;esp when u have to run 400, 4X100 and longjump the nxt week&lt;br /&gt;+ CCA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8863172379717597664?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8863172379717597664/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-4736786092704661696.post-2003073884750147866</id><published>2009-01-21T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:05:03.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was frankly sad.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy.&lt;br /&gt;went to school.&lt;br /&gt;at 6.50&lt;br /&gt;nobody was there.rested.&lt;br /&gt;then waited for shumin and ollie.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;then had english.&lt;br /&gt;which was&lt;br /&gt;disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;its just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;i worked so hard.&lt;br /&gt;and they didn't even TRY.&lt;br /&gt;they get a praise for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i know most people will just say&lt;br /&gt;' you can whine here or you can go and do something about it'&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST NOT AS GOOD AS EVERYBODY THINKS I AM.&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST NOT SO SMART AS EVERYBODY THINKS I AM.&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST NOT LIKE WHAT I USED TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had recess.&lt;br /&gt;then chinese.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;chinese had to write letter.&lt;br /&gt;then ollie was like : TELL ME WAHT I WANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;me : har?? lol.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;she wants me to tell her what she wants-.........-&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;then had science.&lt;br /&gt;learnt about refraction thing.&lt;br /&gt;i find that mr oon actually teach quite gOOD.&lt;br /&gt;but abit scary at times.&lt;br /&gt;then had math..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;still abit confused&lt;br /&gt;but got it sort of figured out.&lt;br /&gt;then lunch......&lt;br /&gt;then aft that hist.&lt;br /&gt;we had a proj.&lt;br /&gt;and kavern gerald ollie shumin aerisa and i were in 1 group.&lt;br /&gt;then kavern came up with crazy, stupid ideas.&lt;br /&gt;'cos we had to do on the merger w/ malaysia [ chap 9/10]&lt;br /&gt;and between LKY and TAR[tungku abdul rahman]&lt;br /&gt;and olllie was to be LKY and gerald to be TAR.&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;then aft that.&lt;br /&gt;had computer science&lt;br /&gt;was on the way to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;then saw joanna chong in her yellow and blue unii. and charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;and then finishd work&lt;br /&gt;went down to check my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;pretty pissed i didn't have a cca yet.&lt;br /&gt;'cos ___ didn't put me in one.&lt;br /&gt;and ___ didn't give me back my form to choose another CCA.&lt;br /&gt;and =++ just said ' go for the tryout tmr' -.-&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE PURPOSE IS TO CHALLENGE MYSELF&lt;br /&gt; to go into a sector i never tried bfore.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to play!&lt;br /&gt;much less, a tennis racket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to KAP with shumn and joanna.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were walking back saw yirong arwin and weikai cycling.&lt;br /&gt;++ toot.&lt;br /&gt;then went back.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. is such a bad period of the year.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it at the start.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much interesting is happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2003073884750147866?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2003073884750147866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2003073884750147866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2003073884750147866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2003073884750147866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-frankly-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5790343355870393136</id><published>2009-01-17T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:05:15.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that's crap.&lt;br /&gt;you lot never really cared about me.&lt;br /&gt;i did it for you, but no, not even a nice word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect much.&lt;br /&gt;i just think i deserve a little respect.&lt;br /&gt;is that too much to give?&lt;br /&gt;i give you guys LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;you're selfish.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you guys were the most down-to-earth people.&lt;br /&gt;only care about the personalities, but NO.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't work that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better watch what you say.&lt;br /&gt;because you never really know how much you need something until they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, its already halfway gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so happy birthday -- ---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5790343355870393136?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5790343355870393136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5790343355870393136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;so anyway\&lt;br /&gt;woke up about 9+ ;d&lt;br /&gt;ate bkfast,&lt;br /&gt;said hi to goldie HAHA&lt;br /&gt;practiced abit of piano&lt;br /&gt;called my sister to wake up&lt;br /&gt;practiced sommore piano&lt;br /&gt;then went out to church for yf thanksgiving practice&lt;br /&gt;ok lah not bad&lt;br /&gt;just that i think that i am like soo not ready to start grd 8 or even grd 7 yet&lt;br /&gt;looking at the standards of the pianist [ yangen &gt;=(]&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;duno why he have to be so good can.&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm&lt;br /&gt;i still think tim would have done a better job at 'falsetto' than uncle ethan and joshua z.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;no offence but yeah&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;seriously tim's high voice is like a cross.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home&lt;br /&gt;and felt super tired.&lt;br /&gt;'cos the bus had like 2 jams&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch&lt;br /&gt;then practiced sommore piano&lt;br /&gt;then got super frustrated&lt;br /&gt;and started to tear a little bit&lt;br /&gt;got frustrated sommore.&lt;br /&gt;and the sun was not helping.&lt;br /&gt;so i took a bath&lt;br /&gt;felt better.&lt;br /&gt;then went to help to fry&lt;br /&gt;fried rice&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then got ready to go to unclepaul&amp;amp;dawn's housewarming ' party' for youths &amp;amp; young adults&lt;br /&gt;HAAH&lt;br /&gt;so anyway took bus to aljunied then took mrt up to comm3nwealth mrt.&lt;br /&gt;met&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;tim, uncle paul, uncle ethan, jiayi, grace, joyce, joy, jiaen, xinshi, guiling,peijuan.&lt;br /&gt;waited for charis&lt;br /&gt;then decided not to wait for yangen ezekiel and weiliang and went back to the apartment&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;super cool'&lt;br /&gt;and u know the table is EXPANDABLE :D hahah&lt;br /&gt;then like i duno why but it ssuper funny&lt;br /&gt;'cos all of us were like&lt;br /&gt;' WAHH..''&lt;br /&gt;when uncle paul was giving a demonstration&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we looked at their wedding albums&lt;br /&gt;and they also played their honeymoon pics on tv.&gt;&lt; haha&lt;br /&gt;then talked ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;then the guys came.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;ate chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;then ate the fried rice XD&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;then aft that a few more ppl came&lt;br /&gt;[grace wong, lucas and marcus, how mean, caleb,] then went down with jiayi, grace, joyce, joy, jiaen, xinshi, guiling, joanna to the playground.&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;Then aft that took alot of pics&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then went back up at about 7.15&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then took sommore pics&lt;br /&gt;then ate a few fruits&lt;br /&gt;haha then had a big group pic&lt;br /&gt;but i think the guys were ' camera shy ' so haha wdaver X:D&lt;br /&gt;then aft that went home.&lt;br /&gt;but since there was a shengshiong next to their house.&lt;br /&gt;tim jo and i stopped there and bought a few necessities.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;but then we saw marcus, ezekiel, yang en and weiliang there tOO.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then joanna was like: boys think alike!!&lt;br /&gt;me : haha they're stalking timothy!&lt;br /&gt;tim : i'm a trendsetter&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;then on the train home felt super tired.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt; then talked to mommy and joanna about a rug AHAHXD&lt;br /&gt;then taddaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3448363759382495887?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3448363759382495887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3448363759382495887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3448363759382495887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3448363759382495887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-quite-fun-really-d-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2948865588157817553</id><published>2009-01-02T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:39:45.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't feel so good about school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i'll just tolerate it for about 1 or 2 more terms&lt;br /&gt;and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i'll transfer out.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only 2 more days to feel fresh and get a new outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;-- i'll go sleep&lt;br /&gt;and see how tmr goes.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;'cos early always makes me fresh and happy&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;tmr have thanksgiving choir practice.!&lt;br /&gt;hopes it goes well and hopes that i don't have to tap into ' backup pianist' lol.&lt;br /&gt;'cos&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; havn't really touched the song. hAHA =X ok nvm...&lt;br /&gt;just scared i'll screw it up 'cos of my horrible timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2948865588157817553?l=beth-e.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-4736786092704661696.post-4077952783493362606</id><published>2008-12-30T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T07:47:31.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SVpCSs-ES2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/xEma5lS8Fmk/s1600-h/church-girlfriends%2Bchinese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SVpCSs-ES2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/xEma5lS8Fmk/s320/church-girlfriends%2Bchinese.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285610001749265250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the photo above is what we took on the last night of church camp.&lt;br /&gt;well its almost all the girls (:&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;ok it was supposed to be like a soccer team kind of photo. but i guess didn't really turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we all still look glam. so its ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok listening to narnia now. duno why&lt;br /&gt;heard it on some other vid.&lt;br /&gt;listening to the battle scene that one.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;quite grand.&lt;br /&gt;gives my goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, happily sad.&lt;br /&gt;don't really know the exact reason why.&lt;br /&gt;so...... yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sad. but still happy.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;abit sad. but doesn't really affect.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;just wish that the first 2 terms will pass fast.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; really tortured me this year the first 2 terms&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then the other 2 semesters flashed by &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;blinged my cam.&lt;br /&gt;looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;blinged the thing to put on my cam too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to stop ' haiz-ing'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; i sort of can't wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; i wish i had church camp all over again.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;like in the above pic :( really missed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4077952783493362606?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4077952783493362606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4077952783493362606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4077952783493362606'/><link rel='self' 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:(&lt;br /&gt;so bored&lt;br /&gt;today completed like 3/4 of theory homework&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; :( and yet i don't feel excited haiz. and school starts in 1 week. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span size="1"&gt;just hope my birthday doesn't get forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so bored until i zilian alr.haha but ofc i got delete the photos lah.&lt;br /&gt;i think that my spiritual life is alr like BLUHEA.&lt;br /&gt;and its only like a few weeks aft church camp.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to popular today&lt;br /&gt;got colour pens and 'portfolio' to keep certificates&lt;br /&gt;and colour pens to make notes&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and pen for normal use.&lt;br /&gt;packed cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;now its all neat&lt;br /&gt;maybe packing desk tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-3464140370500468085</id><published>2008-12-26T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:30:36.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out today&lt;br /&gt;met shumin at outram park at 9.30 then went to vivo. and find shaokai at his mom's shop [adonis]&lt;br /&gt;then walked around and then met yirong and ryan then went to bk.&lt;br /&gt;then joanna came.&lt;br /&gt;then bought a drink&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go for lunch at kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;then lol joanna and i were  so excited abotu eating frm the CHICKEN rice stall&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then bought char siew rice.&lt;br /&gt;and there was hair inside.&lt;br /&gt;so joanna borugh it back and 'demanded' another one.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then had it&lt;br /&gt;then when joanna and i were eating&lt;br /&gt;then the guys[benny yirong mostly]&lt;br /&gt;were like&lt;br /&gt;: AFTER YOU EAT THAT YOU ARE GOING TO BECOME SO HAIRY!&lt;br /&gt;then they're like&lt;br /&gt;' ew ..'&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't really care&lt;br /&gt;'cos it tasted nice.&lt;br /&gt;so whatever-.-&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then aft that walked around abit&lt;br /&gt;and went to minitoonsetc.&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;and lol&lt;br /&gt;watched tv and practiced piano&lt;br /&gt;major headache.&lt;br /&gt;slept.&lt;br /&gt;then went to celebrate daddy's bdae&lt;br /&gt;[he bought home]&lt;br /&gt;then uploaded photos on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;i need church camp :(&lt;br /&gt;i want church camp all over again!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want joanna and joyce &amp;amp; all the sec 3s this year to go to syf nxt year!!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;haiz nvm&lt;br /&gt;i'll still get to hang with them.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt; i want youth camp etc&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i feel so young..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;these days i've like just been tearing for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;and wheni read ms ___ blog.&lt;br /&gt;and a sms on her blog,&lt;br /&gt;i felt all cold.&lt;br /&gt;and had goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;he's such a liar.&lt;br /&gt;he's SO not a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;REAL GENTLEMEN do NOT ditch girls .&lt;br /&gt;REAL GENTLEMEN try their best to make girls feel included.&lt;br /&gt;and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;so what if he's in a good school and can make all his sms-es make you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;he lies to people.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;reall.y&lt;br /&gt;need..&lt;br /&gt;YF&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need&lt;br /&gt;school to start.&lt;br /&gt;i need to see yf ppl at least for more than 1 a week&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;right now,&lt;br /&gt;i must have faith.&lt;br /&gt;great faith....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3464140370500468085?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3464140370500468085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3464140370500468085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3464140370500468085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bold;"&gt;DAY1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we arrived there [ dad drove along with uncle jing long, xinshi's family, and rev. james tan]&lt;br /&gt;and haha.&lt;br /&gt;we missed the road to the main hall then went one big round&lt;br /&gt; and bcos we were in front,&lt;br /&gt; the other cars followed =D&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;and my brother was like 'monkey see monkey do'&lt;br /&gt; HAHA =D&lt;br /&gt;then reached there like around 11&lt;br /&gt;then went to villa and met rev koo and his family=D&lt;br /&gt;haha. got our rooms then rested abit then at 12 went to dining hall to EAT lunch&lt;br /&gt;=D haha. the lunch was like way better than last year.&lt;br /&gt; thank god for the great food.&lt;br /&gt; then after that  went to main hall for intro by senior pastor rev dr. peter ng.&lt;br /&gt; sometimes feel very like, not comfortable liddat.&lt;br /&gt; i duno why but like bcos he like shaking when he going up the stage [not cos of scared]&lt;br /&gt; then like i feel like my heart like very....&lt;br /&gt;ok then aft that went to yf room then lol&lt;br /&gt;'cos like most of us alr knew each other&lt;br /&gt;and not alot of ppl were there,&lt;br /&gt;they decided to skip orientation.[ in other words, icebreakers]&lt;br /&gt;and they gave us doorgifts&lt;br /&gt;which we found out ltr were from DAISO.&lt;br /&gt; and the money was from the yf fund&lt;br /&gt;. woah are they good.&lt;br /&gt; REALLY thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;then after that had our free time =D&lt;br /&gt;went bowling with joyce and jie and jerrie and jacques.&lt;br /&gt; haha juliette wanted to play but too young HAHA=D&lt;br /&gt; then joyce was like winning and i was like getting gutters =D&lt;br /&gt;haha then like the last few shots i got like 20 points&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA =D&lt;br /&gt;but it was funn... haha thenwent to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;scripture reading was Psalms 121 &lt;br /&gt;then had the thematic message by&lt;br /&gt;rev. Keith Hamblen&lt;br /&gt;very very good. and i like learnt this verse&lt;br /&gt;"And said, Naked i came out of my mother's womb, and naked shall i return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." Job 1:21 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY meaningful  then we had Vesper where we went to villa 233 and had sharing and prayer went back and slept ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY2  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;scripture reading Psalms 122&lt;br /&gt; bkfast was SUPER.&lt;br /&gt; duno why suddenly so hungry HAHAH=D&lt;br /&gt;then we had our Forum which was based on ' Parables of Christ' quite,quiet&lt;br /&gt;haha then aft that they asked us for our opinions n joyce said it was boring&lt;br /&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;then had a half hour break&lt;br /&gt;and then had the special message by Rev james tan on the book of Amos.&lt;br /&gt;Go read Amos chap 3 - 5 &lt;br /&gt;ok then aft that had Lunch scripture reading Psalms 123&lt;br /&gt;n after lunch we had gospel message from Rev Tang very interesting&lt;br /&gt;he talked about the beginning of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;and i rmb he said this : why isit that when something wrong happens to us, we blame GOD and not satan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had FREE time. went running around the villas with gloria&lt;br /&gt; and then met joyce and jie then wanted to rent bikes but lol no bikes good.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the courts and saw one court empty&lt;br /&gt; then went with yen hui back to the villas to get her volleyball to play&lt;br /&gt; then went back to the courts and found out that the guys occupied AlL the courts&lt;br /&gt;so we went to play on the field. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; then went back not long after 'cos it was alr like 5+&lt;br /&gt;and had dinner at 6 &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then had Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and thematic message again by rev. keith hamblen&lt;br /&gt;James 5:11&lt;br /&gt;Job : - listened,&lt;br /&gt;did not :&lt;br /&gt;-curse God&lt;br /&gt;-take his own life&lt;br /&gt;-escape into drugs,entertainment&lt;br /&gt;-surrender integrity&lt;br /&gt;-throw off God's government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then had VEsper again&lt;br /&gt;then went back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;everything happened the same&lt;br /&gt;breakfast&lt;br /&gt;my turn to read the scripture in CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 125&lt;br /&gt;: They that trust in the Lord shall be as mount Zion which cannot be removed, but abideth for ever.&lt;br /&gt;v.2 As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the LORD is round about his people from henceforth even for ever.&lt;br /&gt;v.3 For the rod of the wicked shall not rest upon the lot of the righteous; lest the righteous put forth their hands unto iniquity.&lt;br /&gt;v.4Do good, O LORD, unto those that be good, and to them that are upright in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;v.5 As for such as turn aside unto their crooked ways, the Lord shall lead them forth with the workers of iniquity; but peace shall be upon Israel.&lt;br /&gt;OFC mine was in chinese&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;then had bkfast&lt;br /&gt;and then had msg by rev. tang&lt;br /&gt;and then had break&lt;br /&gt;then had msg by rev. james tan about Amos again&lt;br /&gt;then had LUNCH.&lt;br /&gt;then had FORUM.&lt;br /&gt;which was more fun&lt;br /&gt;and the parables were the prodigal son and the sower or sth. then had free time&lt;br /&gt;went to play CAPTAIN'S ball with&lt;br /&gt;joyce, jie, zealyn, zealicia,audrey, jerrie, and gloria&lt;br /&gt; then suddenly like the other girls in the english side wanted to join us&lt;br /&gt;and it was ok&lt;br /&gt;but they brought along guys&lt;br /&gt;who were TALL TALL and TALL.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;felt abit.. intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner&lt;br /&gt;then had thematic msg.&lt;br /&gt;it was the lsat thematic msg as rev.keith hamblen and wife had to go off. that night&lt;br /&gt;then aft his msg,&lt;br /&gt;rev koo was like.&lt;br /&gt;' we love rev. keith hamblen so much that we decided to give him a chinese name'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;then they said they wuld do a direct translation&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;keith = 'kai3' [ triumphant] i think&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;hamblen = han4 bin1 [ HAHHA a friend/ visitor to the chinese]&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;and his pronunciation not bad&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then we had vesper&lt;br /&gt;but joyce jie and me haerd a frog die under a car&lt;br /&gt;AHAH&lt;br /&gt;like the car was driving past and we heard a pop sound&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we went to check it out&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then went to 233 and had vesper&lt;br /&gt;but it was abit rushed&lt;br /&gt;'cos we all wanted to see rev. keith hamblen off that night&lt;br /&gt;at 10&lt;br /&gt;and it was like 9.15&lt;br /&gt;then we fnished vesper then went tolook at the frogg.&lt;br /&gt;then grace and xinshi [ithnk] and charis and gloria all screamed.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ithink lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the main hall&lt;br /&gt;like we rushed there&lt;br /&gt;but we were kinda late&lt;br /&gt;as they were alr in the van&lt;br /&gt;so we couldn't take photos with them&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but nvm we still managed to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then went back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;then thursday the same things happened again&lt;br /&gt;and for games we played captain's ball again.&lt;br /&gt;but haiya...&lt;br /&gt;uncle ethan so act cool -.-&lt;br /&gt;think he can throw backwords&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but serious la.&lt;br /&gt;he act like its nothin to him:(&lt;br /&gt;and all of us are like sweating and runing like pigs&lt;br /&gt;[ofc not so slow lah .. but.. u get the idea]&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner&lt;br /&gt;then had msg about amos&lt;br /&gt;then joyce and grace went off&lt;br /&gt;[their family]&lt;br /&gt;back to singapore&lt;br /&gt;since joyce had concert today.&lt;br /&gt;then had testimony&lt;br /&gt;and sharing&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;jie, joy, jia yi, xinshi, charis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really... its like&lt;br /&gt;we all think that we're all suffering the worst&lt;br /&gt;but when we look at other people's problems..&lt;br /&gt;they are way worse.&lt;br /&gt;then had sharing&lt;br /&gt;in a big group&lt;br /&gt;then like went until joshua z. turn to share.&lt;br /&gt;and what he said was like&lt;br /&gt;' god won't give us a trial that we can't manage.'&lt;br /&gt;and its like&lt;br /&gt;even though sometimes they may seem lke SUPER HARD TO get through.&lt;br /&gt;if god knows that we can manage,&lt;br /&gt;we can.&lt;br /&gt;so we can't let him down&lt;br /&gt;so that is hope and faith&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then  had prayer in our small gruops again&lt;br /&gt;then ended about 1&lt;br /&gt;went back to villa&lt;br /&gt;and slept&lt;br /&gt;until this monrin&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had bkfast&lt;br /&gt;and jie had scripture reading&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 131&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had a final message by rev.stephen koe.&lt;br /&gt;then went off to tesco with jiaen's family, rev.yong, joy's family and ofc mine.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;tesco EXTRA.&lt;br /&gt;had about 1 and half hours to look round&lt;br /&gt;bought a few socks SUPER CUTE OK.&lt;br /&gt;and bought a jacket thing.&lt;br /&gt;and sandal&lt;br /&gt;and ofc flour for tuesday's baking session=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are some of the verses that i got from the msgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISAIAH 40 : 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles;they shall run and not be weary; and t hey shall walk, and not faint."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY. REALLY. REALLLY.. like this verse.&lt;br /&gt;its so full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaiah 14:28&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 33&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 119:65&lt;br /&gt;Amos 5:4&lt;br /&gt;Job 1:21&lt;br /&gt;       6:14&lt;br /&gt;       13 :15&lt;br /&gt;       19: 25&lt;br /&gt;       42:10&lt;br /&gt;      42.17&lt;br /&gt;Amos 5:6&lt;br /&gt;II chronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;to become a better christian :&lt;br /&gt;1. humility,&lt;br /&gt;2. pray,&lt;br /&gt;3.devotion&lt;br /&gt;4. repent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 20:25 too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this camp, really. really. wonderful&lt;br /&gt;pictures alr on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;on my sis account lah but i think still can view&lt;br /&gt;i miss camp.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i would have more of this&lt;br /&gt;so that we can support each other to keep growing in CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the good weather and the great fellowship we had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8033654390742753264?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8033654390742753264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8033654390742753264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8033654390742753264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8033654390742753264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/12/church-camp-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4761018476636163860</id><published>2008-12-12T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:30:50.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda emo :(&lt;br /&gt;but kinda happy&lt;br /&gt;'cos JEOS having a convo&lt;br /&gt;on msn.&lt;br /&gt;like so long don't have&lt;br /&gt;i'm emo.'&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like thinking&lt;br /&gt;why do i alwyas HAVE to come in second?&lt;br /&gt;and why am i like not the most down to earth?&lt;br /&gt; i find myself very... stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;like why do i always have to be the ' ugly bestfriend' of the hot popular[s]&lt;br /&gt;aRGH.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so depressed&lt;br /&gt;esp by you.&lt;br /&gt;every night&lt;br /&gt; i take like an HOUR just to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;and every morning&lt;br /&gt;i just stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;dreaming&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt; i wish you knew,&lt;br /&gt;but it would just jeopardize our friendship&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how you would react&lt;br /&gt;but i guess you'd alr have experienced it SO many times.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;so suffocating&lt;br /&gt;at home&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's what i hate about holidays&lt;br /&gt;that i don't see you and all you guys&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;argh. i am SO clearly not over you.&lt;br /&gt;every sms makes me just jump u p and eagerly rush to the phone and read it&lt;br /&gt;this is SO frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;as if&lt;br /&gt;i'm just some tagg along you deal with&lt;br /&gt;and some pathetic freak&lt;br /&gt;that is falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;just saw some photos of bro paul and sis dawn on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;their wedding&lt;br /&gt;and some of their wedding photos&lt;br /&gt;they're like the perfect match for each other&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY could see&lt;br /&gt;they were the perfect match&lt;br /&gt;it's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;argh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like a freak.&lt;br /&gt;no life.&lt;br /&gt;you crushed me with that sms.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you but i can't stop hanging around you....&lt;br /&gt;you break my heart but i can't stop fixing it back.&lt;br /&gt;you compliment me and i can't stop blushing.&lt;br /&gt;you hate me but i can't stop ____ you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;i just don't hope you know that i do.&lt;br /&gt;right now,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where you are&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you're safe.&lt;br /&gt;i need an escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out&lt;br /&gt;i need to see people.&lt;br /&gt;i need some kind of salvation.&lt;br /&gt;i need some kind of peace.&lt;br /&gt;i need god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-8053738834590047761</id><published>2008-12-04T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:21:18.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid photobucket:(&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to use it&lt;br /&gt;[i dont have even photos]&lt;br /&gt;and argh&lt;br /&gt;life now is like so boring&lt;br /&gt;and so suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's happening to me&lt;br /&gt;i can't focus.&lt;br /&gt;i need school SOO needd school&lt;br /&gt;post about langkawi will be SOON&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;i saw eagles! went FISHING !&lt;br /&gt;sat on a super fast boat!&lt;br /&gt;went boat paddling!&lt;br /&gt;and went horse riding!&lt;br /&gt;[and shopping ofc]&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4234644075335961938</id><published>2008-11-21T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:15:48.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo!&lt;br /&gt;i found a new hoobby [ just hvn't started it xD]&lt;br /&gt; : JEWELERY making!!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;[watched some vids on youtube last night&lt;br /&gt;i think i can do it&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;now just need to find the materials&lt;br /&gt;mom said i shld design first&lt;br /&gt;and i was DREAMING about jewelery items lastnight&lt;br /&gt;and what i can use to make it&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;like, sO coOl.&lt;br /&gt;i can make rings, bracelets, earrings, hairbands,necklaces&lt;br /&gt;and it all formed in my head.&lt;br /&gt;now all i need to do is just sketch out my plans&lt;br /&gt;and maybe when i'm in langkawi i can search for my items?&lt;br /&gt;like METAL BOTTLECAPs.&lt;br /&gt;i think that ppl who drink tiger beer shld have&lt;br /&gt;:D i'll ask&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS GOING TO BE SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;then i won't have to waste my money buying jewelery&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and it'll be something fun to do when i am MAJORLY bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY OUT THEre?&lt;br /&gt;GET A HOBBY:D&lt;br /&gt;don't stay at home and complain to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;DO SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;HAVE fun.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt; [ i  would volunteer at SPCA but i'm too young :( ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-7609236958411169671</id><published>2008-11-20T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:44:29.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling bonded(:&lt;br /&gt;bonded more with God at church&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;tha'ts good.&lt;br /&gt;WAY GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YF CAMP NOV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO it was the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;it was from friday to sat :D&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;2 days 1 night&lt;br /&gt;i came late on friday since i had piano&lt;br /&gt;so i went for the night message.&lt;br /&gt;then afterthat we had discussion and we talked about stuff that hasn't really been covered&lt;br /&gt;like why we can't go to cinemas and BGR stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but most of it we didn't really understand&lt;br /&gt;so we were like : okay we will ask pastor yong to answer us the next discussion&lt;br /&gt;then we slept lol  [ there were 3 flats/apartments at the PA thing. one for meals (the helpers) one for messages ( the boys ) and another extra one ( the girls)] lol&lt;br /&gt;then the nxt mornin woke up at like 5.30&lt;br /&gt;then did mornin stuff except bathe... scared the water cold.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then met the other girls and went out to watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think any guys followed&gt;&lt; lol&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;so sad&lt;br /&gt;we wait so long then they say no sunrise to watch haha bcos was very cloudy. but still the scenery was like super doops nice&lt;br /&gt;then went back and had devotion&lt;br /&gt;then had bkfast [ i think] bkfast was like for 1 h.&lt;br /&gt;then had msg&lt;br /&gt;and rev.yong  kept toucching on the point that we had to have faith.&lt;br /&gt;faith is the first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that had discussion again&lt;br /&gt;this Time had revyong to talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;(: now i know why i can't go movies&lt;br /&gt;and BGR, well that's ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had some games like tabboo and i forgot wad le.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;like super funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then wrote questions for the forum :&lt;br /&gt;girls - fashion and BGR&lt;br /&gt;boys - media&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had forum&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie selena says that its slightly relieveing that nowadays teens are like dressing abit more conservative [ hannah montana etc. haha]&lt;br /&gt;then the other group joined us and auntie ai lian answered questions about BGR.&lt;br /&gt;she says that now, our main aim is to excel in studies&lt;br /&gt;:) appropriate age for BGR? : 21.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i can live with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had bible trail or sth&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st station : must form a rubber band skipping rope then jump like 5 consecutive times as a group [ classic lah.haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd station : must throw sth like waaay above something [ didn't REEAALLYYY geett itt... but okay... hahha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd station : had to like memorize this memory verse [ i think i can't rmb]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th station : had to answer like 5 querstions aobut the bible and recite one memory verse&lt;br /&gt;then we all went back to the basketball court and solved this 'quiz' thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then had FREE TIME&lt;br /&gt;for like 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel like sleeping until like the last 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and i showered&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then had the last message.&lt;br /&gt;then had some presentation thing.&lt;br /&gt;n then dINNERR&lt;br /&gt;and then went home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in between there? there was like bonding.&lt;br /&gt;btw, pictures ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DVBS nov!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.i woke up and went runnnin thne went back and changed and went to home team NS with mom.&lt;br /&gt;then realised that alot of ppl havn't arrived yet even though it was supposed to start-.-&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;had like singing session&lt;br /&gt;and it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;then had msg by rev.Tan.&lt;br /&gt;he talked about a new life&lt;br /&gt;and he even told us that when he was a kid, [in sec sch] he was like SUPER naughty&lt;br /&gt;he played truant and he cheated on tests and he beatup ppl.&lt;br /&gt;but i mean, if u look at him now, you wouldn't believe that he did all that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and he also gave us this analogy [ in chinese but i'll translate]&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;rev tan:wads the opposite of huo[life]&lt;br /&gt;us : si [ dead]&lt;br /&gt;rev tan : wad is the opposite of huo shui[ life water haha]&lt;br /&gt;us : si shui [ dead water]&lt;br /&gt;rev tan : yu ke yi zai si shui huo mah? [ can fish live in dead water?]&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and by fish he means like the fruits of the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then took the smaller kids to play at pasir ris park&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we like climbed this and that.&lt;br /&gt;and climbed the slanting rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;and i sorta ' overcame' my fear of heights for that day&lt;br /&gt;then went back and had lunch!&lt;br /&gt;but didn't really finish the whole packet 'cos like i felt super full.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then had art session&lt;br /&gt;WOO.&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;i designed my own.... card thingy&lt;br /&gt;but its like hard.&lt;br /&gt;so i dont know wad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had msg again.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had games [ freetime] hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then went to swings&lt;br /&gt;and started cam-ing&lt;br /&gt;with jiayi and jiaen&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;and then went to sit on somehwere and TRIED to emo, but couldn't&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;really really couldn't&lt;br /&gt;at that time, i coiuldn't find anything bad in my life.&lt;br /&gt;thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;then went to basketball court and TRIED to play haha&lt;br /&gt;and us girls sat there and everytime the guy's ball hit the board i like clapped.&lt;br /&gt;if it went inside the hoop i would cheer&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then we split the court into half.&lt;br /&gt;then i tried to shoot it in,&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it seemed SUCH A LONG WAY to reach it. it seems so far... haha&lt;br /&gt;XD [don't blme  me i'm short and my accuracy isn't good]&lt;br /&gt;then went home XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it sounds simple and all, but it really is FUN.&lt;br /&gt;and today, i practiced piano and cleard out my room ' sorta' and sorted the booklist!&lt;br /&gt;turns out i have alot of the books required!&lt;br /&gt;WOO save money!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;[esp the slightly more ex ones]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS NXT TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7609236958411169671?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7609236958411169671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7609236958411169671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7609236958411169671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7609236958411169671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-bonded-bonded-more-with-god.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7193053654450977820</id><published>2008-11-12T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:00:46.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay its over.&lt;br /&gt;all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;its over&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;why am i always so emotional?&lt;br /&gt;i'm irritating myself.&lt;br /&gt;aRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;the YOG sports fiesta ended today and it was like. fun.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ArGH.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like going for the class party meetings&lt;br /&gt;i want to spend time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like&lt;br /&gt;most of them are like going to another country.&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;and i don know if i shld try to transfer to scgs too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;or some other good school.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss like everybody&lt;br /&gt;and my holidays are going to be so boring&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE MY gUts these few days?!&lt;br /&gt;where are all my senses?&lt;br /&gt;where is all my instinct?&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like emo-ing&lt;br /&gt;but this time not over guys or myself&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;over the school term&lt;br /&gt;i kinda love hCIS!&lt;br /&gt;[we're in the newspaper of today's home section of the straits times under the sports section]&lt;br /&gt;headline : YOG COMES TO HWA CHONG&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anybody to transfer&lt;br /&gt;but i guess in international schools, people come and go in your life.&lt;br /&gt;like in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;it will prepare. me.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.i'll brace myself.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3175141362833494817</id><published>2008-11-11T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T02:58:06.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOO TODAY RRAWWWWKKEDD:D&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;sadly like 11 or 12 ppl didn't come ;d&lt;br /&gt;but smaller group so easier&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;so here's my day :D and al those ppl who went:D&lt;br /&gt;so we gathered in the mph at like 8+ lol n this guy called adrien briefed us about the FIRST EVER YOG(youth olympic gameS)to be held in SINGAPORE in 2010. GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;our school went down in HISTORY. :D we helped out on the day that singapore was proclaimed the winner of the bid. so anyway&lt;br /&gt;proceeded down to the SALT centre ( student's activities leadership training) n had a MINI talk about triathlon. GUESS WHAT. i got a HAT! haha they asked some qwuestions and i got a hat:D&lt;br /&gt;then went down to the frisbee place.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to put our shoes in the mid way line.&lt;br /&gt;then walk back.&lt;br /&gt;then run to it, put on your shoes then run round the cone AND back.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WON!&lt;br /&gt;WOO TWO CAPS!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;D: then GIRL POWER&lt;br /&gt;keller and I against Hyun ik(er) haha and aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the sailing thingie.  had a MINI tlk again&lt;br /&gt;then went down to try out the boats ( on land of cos)&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE TEACHERS WOO! they tried&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;esp WU LAO SHI :D&lt;br /&gt;then had break&lt;br /&gt;then proceeded to LT for our rowing.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;wah the machine like super cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;wish i took a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;then 'cos my gorup had yirong noey tomooki ziyi aerisa ahlui(ithink) n david&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then noey and tomooki n yirong like super horny lah&lt;br /&gt;they say its like humping&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;then WAH we had competition&lt;br /&gt;then we were winning&lt;br /&gt;and we were the most enthu&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;super funny&lt;br /&gt;i scream utnil i no more voice&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then noey last part&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;then he starte doff like damn super fast lah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we all know why&lt;br /&gt;then last part&lt;br /&gt;grp 3 beat us by a little bit 'cos noey stop fo a while 'cos ahlui told him to stop&lt;br /&gt;Wddahell.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;went down to MPH for WREStLING.&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;then the instructors call our gruop enthu&lt;br /&gt;'cos like alot of things i clap then everybody clap:D&lt;br /&gt;[iwashyper.]&lt;br /&gt;then we arranged ourselves according to height&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then i challenged aerisa&lt;br /&gt;i almost won, but didn't,&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;'cos i mean,&lt;br /&gt;AERISA IS  A JUNIOR BLACKBELT IN TAEKWANDO LEH..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;:S i was like scared that i'll lose.&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't use her taekwando skills on me&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;then went down handball&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;we practiced passing first&lt;br /&gt;and all those basics&lt;br /&gt;WAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ZIyi my partner&lt;br /&gt;then she throw the ball hit me in the____&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;[downthere de.]&lt;br /&gt;that's the first time&lt;br /&gt;hurt a little bit 'cos she didn't throw that hard&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;2nd time!&lt;br /&gt;one of the guys the balls were in our court&lt;br /&gt;then ziyi wanted to throw it&lt;br /&gt;then it hit my leg&lt;br /&gt;wahh&lt;br /&gt;that one pain&lt;br /&gt;lOL&lt;br /&gt;duno how she do de.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then had a game&lt;br /&gt;erh&lt;br /&gt;first game, i touched the balla little bit&lt;br /&gt;but affter tat&lt;br /&gt;idn't&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;feel uselss.&lt;br /&gt;--__&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch but didn't eat&lt;br /&gt;then had talk again&lt;br /&gt;then had to discuss for our dance performance of YOG sports tmr.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;supper doops fun.&lt;br /&gt;D:but at times yirong got pissed,&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;we were dancin to SURFin' USA&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;apparently acc to one of the coaches we were the best.&lt;br /&gt;X:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then ms kong joined us&lt;br /&gt;WOO&lt;br /&gt;i was so hyper,&lt;br /&gt;that even now,&lt;br /&gt;my voice&lt;br /&gt;is still hoarse&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;NVM!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO BE HYPER SOME HOW OR OTHER&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH I EMO SOMETIMES ABOUT HOW I WILL MISS 1EX.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THIS IS GOING TO BE MY BEST WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSST.&lt;br /&gt;also, CONGRATS SHAOKAI!&lt;br /&gt;YOU PASSED YOUR OVERALL!&lt;br /&gt;SO PROUD OF YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;UR HARDWORK PAID OFF[ithinkuworked hard][&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3175141362833494817?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3175141362833494817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3175141362833494817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3175141362833494817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3175141362833494817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/wooo-today-rrawwwwkkeddd-hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-387737362978109907</id><published>2008-11-06T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T05:33:43.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will miss you guys like crap.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;photos just suck sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;reminding me of how much fun we've had.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;that's like MORE than all the fun i've had in my 6 years of pri school.&lt;br /&gt;(yeah. i had no life then)&lt;br /&gt;i rmb when i first joined this school...&lt;br /&gt;i never fit in with u guys.&lt;br /&gt;but u made me feel included.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel uncomfortable around u guys&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but mostly never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;dont want you guys to transfer.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;and waht's worse, some of u guys are going OVERSEAS.&lt;br /&gt;woah. you're all lucky.&lt;br /&gt;and i know that you're EXTRA lucky cos ya'll can fit in everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;and JOANNA CHONG YUAN CI!&lt;br /&gt;WHY MUST YOU TRANSFER!?&lt;br /&gt;i know we only know each other for like 2 terms(1st 2 terms nv really talk)&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT&lt;br /&gt;will miss&lt;br /&gt;lloll u pervertic person :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i don want u guys to transfer.&lt;br /&gt;this school will be NOTHIN'without u guys.&lt;br /&gt;i'am. SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i feel envious your whole future is laid out infront of you with millions of opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;i have to make my own.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's harder.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want you guys to do badly.&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;just come back ANYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;everyweek also can&lt;br /&gt;(it'll boost the economy... !!! lol the airplane fares)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;31Ex08&lt;br /&gt;hope we can have a class thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-387737362978109907?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/387737362978109907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=387737362978109907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/387737362978109907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/387737362978109907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-miss-you-guys-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8244584405501176525</id><published>2008-11-05T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:02:34.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohooo&lt;br /&gt;EXaMS FINISHED TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!! can't EXPLAIN how happy i am!&lt;br /&gt;wulaoshi also said that i got 70+ for my CHINESE!!! WOOTs.&lt;br /&gt;WORK PAID OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;woohooo&lt;br /&gt;but i sad for hist&lt;br /&gt;ms kong say my similar thing minus mark WAAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;can DIE can&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then after exams we waited for ollie's mom to fetch us to plaza ( THANKYOU MRS LIM! )&lt;br /&gt;lol then we went to eat Pastamania!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;but we took photos for our PE proj.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that&lt;br /&gt;we called the guys and met them at vivo&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we had thoughts about ditchin them 'cos they ditched us so many times&lt;br /&gt;but we nice people&lt;br /&gt;so we never&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;then we went to find sushi- tei to meet some of the guys&lt;br /&gt;but met kavern! (HAHA!) gerald arwin wenjie and weiming at burgerking first &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then met the guys&lt;br /&gt;then they went to book movie tickets&lt;br /&gt;for HSM3.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;we went up to the roof&lt;br /&gt;'cos hve to do PE proj (only ariel joanna shumin ollie and me 'cos the others too lazy to do)&lt;br /&gt;then we cam-ed and cam-ed&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;we tried to take some jumpshots&lt;br /&gt;but raelly retarded&lt;br /&gt;and the water was sooo warrm&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we went onto the platform cos got security guard.&lt;br /&gt;lol then there was one group with the guys&lt;br /&gt;HAHA then kavern was like&lt;br /&gt;' OKAY EVERYONE! SPICE GIRLS!'&lt;br /&gt;hhahha&lt;br /&gt;then he did this pose&lt;br /&gt;soo funny&lt;br /&gt;everyody started laughing&lt;br /&gt;we shld SO have taken photo of that pose&lt;br /&gt;lol then we all tried to jump together&lt;br /&gt;quite cool&lt;br /&gt;then joanna and i wanted to 'show our butts' to the camera LOL!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we went into pet lovers' centre&lt;br /&gt;the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;are.&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;CUTEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;then the guys went inside arcade&lt;br /&gt;and us girls went to erh action city, minitoons, precious thoughts&lt;br /&gt;aiya its all in the same line so easy to walk. heh..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then i waited for them go buy their nachos and stuff&lt;br /&gt;EW THE GUYS WERE SO SICK&lt;br /&gt;they were trying to be pro models and sick guys with the posters of the hsm3 cast&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then apparetnyl&lt;br /&gt;according to the other guys&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;the first scene was troy bolton all sweaty&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;the guys were like ( yirong, benny, ryan etc.) : TROOY!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;like those love-struck obsessed girls&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then gerald said that&lt;br /&gt;kavern was&lt;br /&gt;calling every girl that came out a (s---)&lt;br /&gt;and i was like&lt;br /&gt;KAVERN!?&lt;br /&gt;then he was like&lt;br /&gt;HEY CAN SEE THEIR UNDERWEAR CAN.&lt;br /&gt;then after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ollie started laughing uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;and claimed to have bladder probs haha&lt;br /&gt;then we ' ditched the guys'&lt;br /&gt;as in ollie shumin and i&lt;br /&gt;then shumin went&lt;br /&gt;then ollie's mom gave me a ride home&lt;br /&gt;(THANKS MRS LIM AGAIN!!)&lt;br /&gt;lolX:&lt;br /&gt;really thankful&lt;br /&gt;you know how far my house is from theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;this happiness only lasted for a while.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even get what i dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;but dont ask what i dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;i won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;i won't tell anybody.&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8244584405501176525?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8244584405501176525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8244584405501176525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8244584405501176525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8244584405501176525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/woohooo-exams-finished-today-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7540705325279188186</id><published>2008-11-03T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:49:11.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol hey her'es a short post :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;tmr is my last exam MATH..&lt;br /&gt;aww geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was relatively easy! hey i studied okay&lt;br /&gt;business was.. QUIITEee easy but alot of writing&lt;br /&gt;english was... i dont think i can do well  :(&lt;br /&gt;science was.... HA! funny and laughable&lt;br /&gt;history was... lol&lt;br /&gt;maths will be ... difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite happy and angry these few days&lt;br /&gt;some people are just crossing the line man.&lt;br /&gt;insults, should be kept&lt;br /&gt;tmr going out!! :D:D weeee..&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;the guys going too. &gt;X&lt; some.. only&lt;br /&gt;i dont want some to go&lt;br /&gt;but i mean,&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;aroudn the end of year, so... just one outing won't really hurt&lt;br /&gt;joanna is transferring to farifield!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;i dun like her luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;even though i hang out with her alot  n she's like one of my best friends &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld want her to do well instead of staying in our some waht not so good school lol&lt;br /&gt;::(&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i got a new pet name for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNIEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;jo- and - ni!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i duno why&lt;br /&gt;i feel like super bored these days&lt;br /&gt;like nothing to do liddat&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; can't wait for next year to start man&lt;br /&gt;to find out the new ppl  in our school, or maybe there won't be&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i wan be in same class with ollie and shumin&lt;br /&gt;if not...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what will happen&lt;br /&gt;but i will make such a big fuss&lt;br /&gt;its going to be sucha big fuss&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm sprouting crap&lt;br /&gt;AGAIn.&lt;br /&gt;i've been CRAPPING&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPING&lt;br /&gt;like a professional  CRAPPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;guilty, sad, angry, excited, irritated, bored, meaningless, stressed, MISSING SOME PEOPLE , happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! MY SIS IS Coming BACK FROM MT KINABALU(ithink) TODAY! haha. no more being scared of the dark! WEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7540705325279188186?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7540705325279188186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7540705325279188186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7540705325279188186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7540705325279188186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-hey-heres-short-post-d-haha-tmr-is.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-839478677253445590</id><published>2008-10-20T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:08:47.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that after all that we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;you still repeat those mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;you still repeat those words&lt;br /&gt;to make me hurt&lt;br /&gt;to make me embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;to make me angry&lt;br /&gt;you freaking don't know how much i want to slap you on the face.&lt;br /&gt;i put up a fake smile to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;you think you so great.&lt;br /&gt;you're only 13!&lt;br /&gt;you think you've experienced everything?&lt;br /&gt;if you have, then what's the fun in living?&lt;br /&gt;why don't just go and be some kind of counselor? huh?&lt;br /&gt;you think you've been through every kind of situation!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're only 13!&lt;br /&gt;and even I act more matured that you!&lt;br /&gt;i'm like what,&lt;br /&gt;11 months younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;MATURE people don't SHOW OFF.&lt;br /&gt;MATURE PEOPLE CARE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE'S FEELINGS&lt;br /&gt;MATURE PEOPLE DON'T EMBARRASS OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;MATURE PEOPLE ARE NOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;STOP CLAIMING YOU ARE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO IGNORANT,&lt;br /&gt;LIVING IN YOUR WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH THEM AS YOUR COMPANIONS. ALL&lt;br /&gt;STUPID&lt;br /&gt;IMMATURE&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING&lt;br /&gt;EGO&lt;br /&gt;IDIOTS!&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T  CARE ABOUT HOW OTHERS FEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've FOUGHT, TALKED, QUAReLLed over this.&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER INSULTED YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU JUST FREAKING JEALOUS THAT I CAN DO BETTER THAN YOU IN STUDIES/&lt;br /&gt;YOU KEEP CLAIMING YOU WANT TO BE THIS HIGH-RANKING JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER WORK.&lt;br /&gt;LAST MINUTE WORK NEVER PAYS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i hate most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUMB IDIOTS WHO THINK THEY CAN GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING LAST MINUTE AND ACTUALLY DO, BUT IT DOESN'T PAY OFF IN THE LONGRUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK YOU'RE JUST STUPID&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T SEE HOW THIS IS GOING TO LOOK ON YOUR PROFILE WHEN YOU TRY TO APPLY FOR A UNIVERSITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought about that?&lt;br /&gt;ever thought the more erh,, MATURE way?&lt;br /&gt;ever thought about the consequences/&lt;br /&gt;you think everything's about fun.&lt;br /&gt;its not&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the real world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might say, i know everything's not fun&lt;br /&gt;words. never actions.&lt;br /&gt;perfectly describes you huh.&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;idiot&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;scumsucker&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;egoistic&lt;br /&gt;freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you're dumb&lt;br /&gt;you just don't USE your brain.&lt;br /&gt;i find that funny.&lt;br /&gt;you got the brains,&lt;br /&gt;you just don't use it&lt;br /&gt;so when you try to show it off,&lt;br /&gt;it just turns out pitiful and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT ONLY YOU,&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND YOUR GROUP OF FREKING PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;GUY AND GIRL REGARDLESS. YOU GROUP . WILL NEVER GET AWAY WITH IT during the major exam.&lt;br /&gt;just wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-839478677253445590?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/839478677253445590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=839478677253445590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/839478677253445590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/839478677253445590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-did-this-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2742937454801580196</id><published>2008-10-14T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:12:45.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so difficult to be happy&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be a happy week.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying&lt;br /&gt;but its really difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you guys to transfer.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want ANYBODY to transfer.&lt;br /&gt;'coz you guys really rock&lt;br /&gt;ya'll make my day&lt;br /&gt;every day&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i could ask for anything more from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i'm like really sensitive&lt;br /&gt;but i sorta...&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;... love havin you guys around.&lt;br /&gt;nothin's gonna be the same withotu you guys aroudn&lt;br /&gt;but i know that hwa chong inter. sucks&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think its really professional&lt;br /&gt;but i think the people are REALLY great here&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;there's a big campus.&lt;br /&gt;wayy good.&lt;br /&gt;i know there are good ppl everywhere&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose the friendship&lt;br /&gt;its' typical&lt;br /&gt;if you go,&lt;br /&gt;you tend to forget&lt;br /&gt;esp if the new school is WAY cooler&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want tolose friends like that&lt;br /&gt;within my erh&lt;br /&gt;not so big range of friends,&lt;br /&gt;losing one friend IS a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be happy. but i dont want you to leave&lt;br /&gt;but i think that ya'll shld just go. if you want to. i'll stay here. as long as i can&lt;br /&gt;if you ever feel nostalgic&lt;br /&gt;come back to visit me(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2742937454801580196?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2742937454801580196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2742937454801580196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2742937454801580196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2742937454801580196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-so-difficult-to-be-happy-its.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3961616250345191886</id><published>2008-09-24T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:08:01.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are really so many things going on in my mind right now&lt;br /&gt;1. this is entirely embarssing&lt;br /&gt;i know, its just a stupid website.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;actually, i feel like an idiot any where outside class.&lt;br /&gt;that's just who i am&lt;br /&gt;i'm an idiot&lt;br /&gt;a big fat idiot&lt;br /&gt;what you going ot do about it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not angry at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry i wasted my money&lt;br /&gt;now i have to survive on such little money&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry i told you&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry i didn't do it earlier&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry i didn't talk to them&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry i'm not popular&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not blaming god&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm made like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i didn't hang out with you guys&lt;br /&gt;it just makes it way worse.&lt;br /&gt;it makes it WORSE because i get more jealous everyday&lt;br /&gt;because i get more left out everyday&lt;br /&gt;you all get included in class And outside class.&lt;br /&gt;i dont&lt;br /&gt;that's why i dont smile.&lt;br /&gt;that's why my face muscles don't move.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm so lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to stay that way&lt;br /&gt;i dont know for how long&lt;br /&gt;but you can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i made you even know me&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i hung out with you guys&lt;br /&gt;, make you all waste your time and money on me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for everything i did to you&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i offended you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that now you would juststay away from me, just let me live my sad and lonely world.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that you would do that, if not you'll just hurt yourself and me more.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just be a loser for life. and i accept that.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want you to be hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats worse, is i can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;you don'tknow how much of a coward i am.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i even question if i'm living&lt;br /&gt;i have like no more feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think&lt;br /&gt;i dont do anything.&lt;br /&gt;its just all by instinct&lt;br /&gt;im doing everything mindlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys, but you really got to stay away from me. even if it kills me, i don't want to live with the fact that i hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;because i want to leave this world in a quiet manner.&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice to be appreciated,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;just stay away.&lt;br /&gt;it'll do you and your popularity good.&lt;br /&gt;not having to stick aroudn with me any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will dragf you down with your studies&lt;br /&gt;especially with the upcoming EOY's&lt;br /&gt;i'm selfish&lt;br /&gt;i dont share my work&lt;br /&gt;i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get my work right&lt;br /&gt;i'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;i'm emo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm everything an unpopular girl is.&lt;br /&gt;tell the truth, eveyrbody else knows somebody else from another level and is actually good friends.&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;they only know me as ' a girl who hangs out with THEM'&lt;br /&gt;THEM referring to the SUPERIOR three.&lt;br /&gt;yeah you knwo who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;the populars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt even be here.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt even be anywhere.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8878078574296966062</id><published>2008-09-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:50:43.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i vented my anger on you&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't say i needed your help&lt;br /&gt;DID I?&lt;br /&gt;i need a place to spill&lt;br /&gt;and you offered.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY ASKED YOU TO MONITOR MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY TOLD YOU TO TELL EVERYBODY&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW HOW EMBARASSED I AM?&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THAT EVEN A SEC 4 GUY KNOWS?!&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULDNT HAVE TRUSTED YOU&lt;br /&gt;I SOHULD HAVE&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO STUPID&lt;br /&gt;YOU COULD AT LEAST HAVE TOLD ME&lt;br /&gt;so that i could at least PREPARE myself&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even have the time&lt;br /&gt;i THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;i could TRUST YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID YOU COULD TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU CAN.&lt;br /&gt;IS THE FEELING MUTUAL?!&lt;br /&gt;I DONT THINK SO.&lt;br /&gt;I TRUSTED YOU&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY DID.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GULLIBLE\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU MAKE ME HATE MYSELF MORE THAN I HATE WHAT YOU DID.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T HATE YOU, I HATE WHAT YOU DID.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY&lt;br /&gt;I COUNTED YOU AS MY CLOSE FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH YOU DIDN'T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH YOU NEVER KNEW ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8878078574296966062?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-8892571110156075081</id><published>2008-09-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:23:41.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emo-ing&lt;br /&gt;life so screwed man&lt;br /&gt;nobody's really there for me.&lt;br /&gt;they're all with their own cliques&lt;br /&gt;i'm jus like&lt;br /&gt;somebody taht 'has to be there' so that the other girls will go.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really included&lt;br /&gt;i'm an outsider&lt;br /&gt;i am NEVER INCLUDEd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not like them.&lt;br /&gt;i was NEVER like them&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHY I'M EVEN ACTING LIKE THEM&lt;br /&gt;ITS STUPID&lt;br /&gt;ITS USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;WADEVER I DO IS NEVER NOTICED.&lt;br /&gt;even if it  is, its WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be known as a copy-cat, no life , no personality&lt;br /&gt;person&lt;br /&gt;so whats the point&lt;br /&gt;i'll just go back to the point where i never knew all this.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just go back to the days where i never thought of this&lt;br /&gt;i'll just go back to the days where i WAsn'T like this.&lt;br /&gt;where i wasn't full of crap&lt;br /&gt;where i wasn't full of vulgar words&lt;br /&gt;where i wasn't full of anger&lt;br /&gt;where i wasn't full of sadness&lt;br /&gt;where i wasn't full of THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks&lt;br /&gt;it always does.&lt;br /&gt;but only when i'm inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwing up things.&lt;br /&gt;story of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8892571110156075081?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8892571110156075081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-5479018060644808030</id><published>2008-09-11T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:27:22.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>msn's not working&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;well at least its not the computer, its the server. my dad says that somebody's trying to hack it or sth&lt;br /&gt;'cos shumin has the same problem TOo.&lt;br /&gt;just finished math homework and staring at the lovely signatures that almost everybody signed on my little black book&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;on the back&lt;br /&gt;its relaly kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;but i think i kinda ruined it&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;drawing hearts over every single person's signature thing&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;benny's one is a cat, dario's one is teletubbies and kavern wrote ' white it the new black'&lt;br /&gt;lol yirong's one is ' ss' (supersexy) LOL&lt;br /&gt;and nashlie's one is a helmet&lt;br /&gt;and the girls' signature is like seriously nice&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i need inspiration to keep goin on with my notes and revision, i'll just look at the back&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;went to school as normal, but in the morning was quite haunted by the show we watched yesterday&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;as in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;at home&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and theN.&lt;br /&gt;went to school.&lt;br /&gt;emo-ed with shumin a while.&lt;br /&gt;okay shumin was like really sick&lt;br /&gt;and cold&lt;br /&gt;so we sat outside the class.&lt;br /&gt;then i went in&lt;br /&gt;and bluh bluh&lt;br /&gt;class started&lt;br /&gt;then had reading&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;thebook ' twisted' by i-cant-remember&lt;br /&gt;is really GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;glad i went to that bookfair&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had business after that&lt;br /&gt;mr john's getting better at teaching.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;then had recess&lt;br /&gt;ate&lt;br /&gt;and went back up&lt;br /&gt;then had history&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;i never thought history lesson could be SO boring&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it was Veryyyy boring&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;ms kong was going so slow&lt;br /&gt;and i was having a bit of a headache&lt;br /&gt;and i was abit mad at kavern for saying that&lt;br /&gt;chingyueh's my husband-.-&lt;br /&gt;pls. i dont even talk to chingyueh&lt;br /&gt;+ he's out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;+ he speaks chinese and i don't.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pissed at you esp 'cos you're one of my sons kavern&lt;br /&gt;lOl.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;dario announced tothe whole world&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;: I HAVE A MAMA THAT HAS 5 KIDS,(dario,kavern, ryan, gerald, benny) WITHOUT A HUSBAND!&lt;br /&gt;sommore pointing to me.&lt;br /&gt;lOL&lt;br /&gt;'cos dario was sick&lt;br /&gt;and said sth that&lt;br /&gt;' marriage is all about s__'&lt;br /&gt;then ms kong was like&lt;br /&gt;' girls! keep away from him!'&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;that was the funnest part&lt;br /&gt;then had science&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i've improved quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;like last term, i wouldn't be able to finish the worksheets 'cos ill be too busy talking&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even TRY to attempt the questions.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;this term, even if i'm not so sure, i just gave it a shot&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda proudda myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda sure its correct&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;well i guess getting almost the top in class kinda gives you a boost.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then had PE.&lt;br /&gt;walao&lt;br /&gt;mrsim go and chasethem out of their court&lt;br /&gt;bcos we had ' gymnastics'&lt;br /&gt;wad the...&lt;br /&gt;we had to get the mats from the hall&lt;br /&gt;and og there&lt;br /&gt;eh hot lah pls&lt;br /&gt;then first had to do erh&lt;br /&gt;animal movements&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i was, a bird,a crocodile, monkey, pig, fish, hamster, dog, bear, bee, bird etc.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then had to do duno what stuff lah&lt;br /&gt;eh haiz&lt;br /&gt;PE got PROJECT okay&lt;br /&gt;need to organize some kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch&lt;br /&gt;arrived at class at 1.4 5&lt;br /&gt;but realised teacher still wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;SO ran to change.&lt;br /&gt;speed change&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class&lt;br /&gt;(rAn)&lt;br /&gt;then figured teacher still havn comethen waited like 5 min&lt;br /&gt;then mrs koh came.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;had to do duno how 3 excercises or sth?&lt;br /&gt;in 40 min pls.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;it totally drained me.&lt;br /&gt;then after tht went to chill until 3&lt;br /&gt;then went for ' cca'&lt;br /&gt;where i read 'twisted' will waiting for the instructor, who, didn't show up&lt;br /&gt;then mr dinesh came at 3.30 and said that it was too late evne if he did come, sO he let us off&lt;br /&gt;and i went to tennis courts to wait for jenna etc.&lt;br /&gt;then talked with yirong, sec __ guy (not sure heh), ollie ,obaja and TOMMY!&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;tommy so cute&lt;br /&gt;he can't even pronounce 'turtle'&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;then yirong was like&lt;br /&gt;' what s the most difficlt word u can't pronounce?'&lt;br /&gt;i was like&lt;br /&gt;' thirty three thousand and thirty three'&lt;br /&gt;lOL.&lt;br /&gt;'cos must pronounce the ' th' sound&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then jenna came out, and waitedfor yijing&lt;br /&gt;then went out&lt;br /&gt;and 174 was the 1st bus that came, so took it&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;tommy super cute lalh&lt;br /&gt;now we have a code to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHa.&lt;br /&gt;then went to plaza sing&lt;br /&gt;'cos needed to pee&lt;br /&gt;then jenna looked for her hairband&lt;br /&gt;and bought sushi&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then went to walk sommore&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;then go home only , kenna scolding for 'going home late'&lt;br /&gt;then read twisted&lt;br /&gt;then fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;until 8&lt;br /&gt;then practiced piano&lt;br /&gt;andwhile practicing, was emo-ing abit&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure u don want me to list it all down,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i felt like crying there and then.&lt;br /&gt;no matter howmuch anybody says, it won't help&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis&lt;br /&gt;bought me boost&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;as payback 'cos i bought her waffle ytd&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;-- but she insists its 'cos i'm a nicesister&lt;br /&gt;at times&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;joanna fong rui en&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's leaning on me now&lt;br /&gt;guess i gotta go&lt;br /&gt;tooDles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-3711995705156910254</id><published>2008-09-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:03:45.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh&lt;br /&gt;been abit busy&lt;br /&gt;these days&lt;br /&gt;doing notes, doing chinese, history, revising&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even FINISHED revising.....&lt;br /&gt;but close therE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to post aboutwed.&lt;br /&gt;so here it is&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet at 12&lt;br /&gt;but haha planned to meet dario and ollie at 11.15&lt;br /&gt;duno why&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then ollie and her sis were there at 1115&lt;br /&gt;but DARIO was LaTE. hahaha but still early&lt;br /&gt;at 11.30&lt;br /&gt;then hung around and walked round cathay&lt;br /&gt;wah cathay quite boring leh&lt;br /&gt;then about 12 i think joanna came&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i thought joanna was going to wear mini skirt&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt&lt;br /&gt;AWWW mann&lt;br /&gt;ahahha&lt;br /&gt;then SOme people(not pointing who)&lt;br /&gt;would be happier&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;allof us girls, except ollie's sis&lt;br /&gt;were wearing skirts&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why.......&lt;br /&gt;it was to prove dario&lt;br /&gt;that we DO wear skirts&lt;br /&gt;[besides school skirts]&lt;br /&gt;then yirong came&lt;br /&gt;then went  to see which movies can rent&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't find any.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;went to eat ben and jerry&lt;br /&gt;WAH MY BIG MISTAKE&lt;br /&gt;one SMALL shake, chocolate is like&lt;br /&gt;almost 8 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but it was my lunch&lt;br /&gt;'cos&lt;br /&gt;i like&lt;br /&gt;drank half&lt;br /&gt;okay not even half&lt;br /&gt;i alr full&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt eat bkfast&lt;br /&gt;super duper nice&lt;br /&gt;but suck money&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;aft that, wanted go dhoby gaut see if there can rent movie/buy movie then go yirong house and watch&lt;br /&gt;but yirong duwan go back his house&lt;br /&gt;so he say go iceskating&lt;br /&gt;at first, alot of excuses&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and ollie and joanna didn't have pants,.&lt;br /&gt;so yirong and dario called benny to bring extra&lt;br /&gt;[which i doubt he did]&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;took cab there.&lt;br /&gt;then went to iceskate&lt;br /&gt;wah very scared&lt;br /&gt;but we iceskated in skirts&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i was like super scared&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd time skating&lt;br /&gt;and dario's first time&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;and yet dario still got the GUTS to push me&lt;br /&gt;and say&lt;br /&gt;' chill, relax'&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;i was holding joanna's hand like super doops tight lah&lt;br /&gt;but thats' only the first few rounds&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;yirong probably completed like 3 / 2 rounds in my 1 round lah&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like&lt;br /&gt;ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM!&lt;br /&gt;then erhhh&lt;br /&gt;hhahha&lt;br /&gt;make me feel worse nia.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;then rested&lt;br /&gt;and waited for benny&lt;br /&gt;then ssaw him&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i thought he would be the first to fall&lt;br /&gt;X: AWW SHUCKS HE DIDNT FALL MAN.&lt;br /&gt;he act only.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then went skating sommore&lt;br /&gt;somore&lt;br /&gt;smore&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;dario and benyn were like&lt;br /&gt;scaring me the whole time&lt;br /&gt;i scared they push me down&lt;br /&gt;then  super wet/cold&lt;br /&gt;btw,  the ice was like melting&lt;br /&gt;abit&lt;br /&gt;so got like&lt;br /&gt;damn lot of water.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;after a few rounds,&lt;br /&gt;more confident de shi hou&lt;br /&gt;then dario n benny was like&lt;br /&gt;OKay joanna let go of her!&lt;br /&gt;let her go one round&lt;br /&gt;and i went one round&lt;br /&gt;but dario was like following behin. and damn scared he push me down&lt;br /&gt;then after i completed one round&lt;br /&gt;they were like&lt;br /&gt;' WOO! YOU COMPLETED ONE ROUND!'&lt;br /&gt;i seriously , seriously, at that moment, wanted BOTH of them to fall down&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;they made me go for duno how many rounds&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i never count&lt;br /&gt;was too scaared&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;ollie , ollie sis(julia), yirong,benny and joanna went to skate sth liddat&lt;br /&gt;then joanna fell down&lt;br /&gt;then apparently benny wanted to help her up&lt;br /&gt;but he couldnt stop in time&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;so he ended up dragging her round in circles&lt;br /&gt;MEAN WHILE,&lt;br /&gt;i was at the other side of the rink&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;dario made me fall down&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS LIKE DAMN WET OKAY&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SUPER WET LAH.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then he was laughing his ass off.&lt;br /&gt;didn't care&lt;br /&gt;went back&lt;br /&gt;and figured joanna had a cramp&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;all benny's fault.&lt;br /&gt;then wehnt to skate abit more&lt;br /&gt;then watched a movie..&lt;br /&gt;money no enough 2&lt;br /&gt;WAH SO SAD&lt;br /&gt;i CRIEd.&lt;br /&gt;joanna almots cried&lt;br /&gt;and ollie cried too&lt;br /&gt;the guys,,&lt;br /&gt;erhh&lt;br /&gt; i duwan say anyth&lt;br /&gt;yirong's too heartless to cry,&lt;br /&gt;dario was thinking about stuff,&lt;br /&gt;and benny if i not wrong, looked like he was about to cry, but didn't&lt;br /&gt;but hey, real man cry eh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to serangoon mrt&lt;br /&gt;wait for dad to pick up&lt;br /&gt;then went to sing post to eat&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;looke kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;'cos&lt;br /&gt;i changed my flats to slippers&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;wearing a nice shirt, skirt&lt;br /&gt;and SLIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but comfortable&lt;br /&gt;so, who cares/&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;and fell alseep&lt;br /&gt;so tired&lt;br /&gt;GEEz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS&lt;br /&gt;went to 'study'&lt;br /&gt;at school.&lt;br /&gt;sat in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;met with jenna and ollie at 10.15&lt;br /&gt;went to canteen&lt;br /&gt;and started to study&lt;br /&gt;well, me and jenna&lt;br /&gt;while ollie,&lt;br /&gt;okay she did at first&lt;br /&gt;then later she gave up&lt;br /&gt;and read her twilight book&lt;br /&gt;and gerald came&lt;br /&gt;then at 1, yirong came&lt;br /&gt;bluh&lt;br /&gt;bluh&lt;br /&gt;bluh&lt;br /&gt;then at like 4+&lt;br /&gt;shaokai came&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;he damn irritating&lt;br /&gt;try to teach him, he duwan listen&lt;br /&gt;keep laughing&lt;br /&gt;GEEZZZ&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lazy tO post le.&lt;br /&gt;BTW I LIke my NOTEBOOK!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;its all niceee&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;here some pics that i took&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSEauPUmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/utS-ZJ8cx7M/s1600-h/115945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243124627035607650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSEauPUmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/utS-ZJ8cx7M/s320/115945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the front page. not bad actually it was just plain black. then i added color&lt;br /&gt;my webcam not very clear, so sorry lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSEv7xW9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/5LlebtrDKjo/s1600-h/120013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243124632729508818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSEv7xW9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/5LlebtrDKjo/s320/120013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COLORFUL HISTORY NOTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSE-SqmDI/AAAAAAAAALE/WTYAZAjAP2k/s1600-h/120021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243124636583630898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSE-SqmDI/AAAAAAAAALE/WTYAZAjAP2k/s320/120021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COLORFUL SCI NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSFDxQubI/AAAAAAAAALM/AvVto4rIsJU/s1600-h/120043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243124638054136242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSFDxQubI/AAAAAAAAALM/AvVto4rIsJU/s320/120043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sci notes with diagrams. NICE HOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSFQ5X7-I/AAAAAAAAALU/KPg-vj1UxgQ/s1600-h/120031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243124641577824226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSFQ5X7-I/AAAAAAAAALU/KPg-vj1UxgQ/s320/120031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sth the yirong drew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he said that if i rubbd away something bad would happen to me HAHAHA. but actually, i can just tear out the page. i purposely didn't write anything on the other side, so that i can tear it out(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yah, super tired. now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gotta study, toodles(:&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3711995705156910254?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3711995705156910254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3711995705156910254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3711995705156910254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3711995705156910254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/09/sheesh-been-abit-busy-these-days-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SMNSEauPUmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/utS-ZJ8cx7M/s72-c/115945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-2924727364025266857</id><published>2008-09-02T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:26:50.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing i do is ever correct. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;nothing i do is ever pleasing. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT MY FAULT THAT I'M NOT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming it on anybody. buT I CAN'T HELP IT.&lt;br /&gt;you don't even see how much i cry behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;you don't see how much effort i PUT IN.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't be the same as last time.&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU JUST FACE THAT FACT.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying. i really am.&lt;br /&gt;i've just lost it.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't use it, so GOD took it away.&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that i don't feel bad whenver there is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;don't you EVER THINK about how i feel after a practice, when nothing seems to turn out right?&lt;br /&gt;JUST 'cos you're SO good at it, doens't mean i am.&lt;br /&gt;just 'cos its ' supposed ' of me, and the others aren't doing it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;just 'cos all of THEM. have mastered in it.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't have the GIFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SORRY. if i made you think that i had it&lt;br /&gt;i'm SORRY. if i did it once, but i can't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?!&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing contrl of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking all rules.&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;i'm putting pressure on myself like never before.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SENSITIVE.&lt;br /&gt;and it makes it all worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no dobut, i want to go back to those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? i'm NEVER going back to those days.&lt;br /&gt;its way out of my league.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;so don't put your hopes so high on me.&lt;br /&gt;making it all worse when i don't go so high.&lt;br /&gt;making me feel like an idiot and useless after evrything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, DON'T&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of crap&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of it&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of everything.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to come back, it just wont'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never see how much i work, just to please you.&lt;br /&gt;you just never see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2924727364025266857?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2924727364025266857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2924727364025266857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2924727364025266857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2924727364025266857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-i-do-is-ever-correct.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-914952093503440399</id><published>2008-08-21T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:47:17.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i've lost my importance in this world.&lt;br /&gt;like.....&lt;br /&gt;i'm not meant to be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why it took me SO LONG to realise that .....&lt;br /&gt;my life is full of screwups.&lt;br /&gt;my life is so screwed&lt;br /&gt;there's no way of putting all the pieces back together.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just useless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;i just suck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gullible.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have an opinion of my own.&lt;br /&gt;i do'nt know how to stand up on my own.&lt;br /&gt;i'm an embarrassing nerd.&lt;br /&gt;i bring everybody down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think that i'm the worst out of the whole sec 1s in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and probably in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;my life is SO SCREWED UP.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel safe everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel safe at home.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel safe at school.&lt;br /&gt;i keep feeling as if somebody's gonna put me down&lt;br /&gt;somebody's gonna criticize me.&lt;br /&gt;somebody's gonna mock me&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna embarrass myself.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO BE THOUGHT OF THAT WAY.&lt;br /&gt;i am a FREAKIN  IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to die.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what,&lt;br /&gt;i don't even have the GUTS to.&lt;br /&gt;exams.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's so good.&lt;br /&gt;wahts the point of studying.&lt;br /&gt;its not like i'll beat them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point.&lt;br /&gt;breaking down in tears doesn't save my marks&lt;br /&gt;breaking down in tears doesn't make me satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;i have totally NO control of what im' saying&lt;br /&gt;what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE A FREAKING IDIOT&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO KILL MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;the more i say that.&lt;br /&gt;the more i have guts to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-914952093503440399?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/914952093503440399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=914952093503440399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/914952093503440399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/914952093503440399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/08/seriously-emo-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4185058634618964205</id><published>2008-08-13T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:55:53.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;br /&gt;exams suck.&lt;br /&gt;so much pressure.&lt;br /&gt;i already know the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;and all i'm doing is waiting for everything to happen.&lt;br /&gt;i've sort of given up&lt;br /&gt;i just don't think there's any more hope for me.&lt;br /&gt;heck care about what other people WANT me to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;english exam : sucky. even passing will be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;chinsse: abit better. A will be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;maths: die. getting 30 will be a big miracle.&lt;br /&gt;business : PASSINg will be big miracle.&lt;br /&gt;history : dont have high hopes. tmr we'll see. i tell you. even an A will be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;sci : ...... don't even TALK about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ollie joanna shumin and I were outside class&lt;br /&gt;and we talked about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;while some of the guys were 'sleeping' on tables.&lt;br /&gt;and it was really nice/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we liked... talked about stuff that MATTEREd.&lt;br /&gt;stuff that will matter.&lt;br /&gt;and stuff that matter.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;we like&lt;br /&gt;trusted each other with our secrets.&lt;br /&gt;no  guys aren't the only thing we care about.&lt;br /&gt;and this was one of the few times where all of us were like on the verge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so closely bonded&lt;3 and like a big weight bein lifted off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shumin ollie and joanna&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that... we will never be separated.&lt;br /&gt;same university.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that we'll be life long friends.&lt;br /&gt;life long close friends&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;life long best friends&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4185058634618964205?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4185058634618964205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4185058634618964205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4185058634618964205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4185058634618964205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3112198466077250037</id><published>2008-08-08T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:15:55.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to school early&lt;br /&gt;to spray hair and do face paint.&lt;br /&gt;but yirong came at like 7 and all the equipment with him.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly he come and everybody very shocked bcos he painted his whole face&lt;br /&gt;but i found it like cool.&lt;br /&gt;like one red patch at his right eye.&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of the face white&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class&lt;br /&gt;sprayed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;ran from here to there&lt;br /&gt;ran sommore.&lt;br /&gt;johg abit.&lt;br /&gt;paint two lines on my face&lt;br /&gt;u know teh national flag?&lt;br /&gt;(red&amp;amp;white)&lt;br /&gt;sth liddat&lt;br /&gt;then helped to put for other people&lt;br /&gt;then rushed everybody to the hall&lt;br /&gt;then embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;then bleh&lt;br /&gt;over le.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed back for camp briefing.&lt;br /&gt;wah so sian-.-&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class then shumin wanted go esteevo(behind rg)&lt;br /&gt;so went with yirong shumin &amp;amp;weiming.&lt;br /&gt;then joanna called when we were walking outside njc to say tht she no council meeting&lt;br /&gt;then she ask me wait&lt;br /&gt;but i very bad&lt;br /&gt;so i never&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;then went to esteevo first&lt;br /&gt;we went like&lt;br /&gt;at 10.53 or sth&lt;br /&gt;then it opened at like 11&lt;br /&gt;but the auntie let us in first&lt;br /&gt;then ordered food/ lunch&lt;br /&gt;ate spaghetti and went back to school&lt;br /&gt;shumin and yirong cabbed back&lt;br /&gt;weiming went home&lt;br /&gt;joanna and i walked&lt;br /&gt;and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;then when joanna and i almost reach cshool&lt;br /&gt;then shumin and yirong come runnig out and say go cafe.&lt;br /&gt;but when joanna and i weren't that happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;but just went&lt;br /&gt;then saw ollie with a biggggggg group of guys&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;kavern. nashlie. deyro.benny.&lt;br /&gt;(they're quite big sized so ......... counts)&lt;br /&gt;then 'pangseh-ed' them (but i knew they'd follow) and went back to shcool&lt;br /&gt;then sat in class and talked with ms kong a while&lt;br /&gt;then she went off&lt;br /&gt;and joanna and i were doing math&lt;br /&gt;then the guys blasted music&lt;br /&gt;thne i couldn't concentrate on math so i went to revise sci&lt;br /&gt;then shumin started callng me study freak-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but then i was like feeling abit pissed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;and a bit frustrated with myself.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;giving faces&lt;br /&gt;:( sorry&lt;br /&gt;then while shumin emo&lt;br /&gt;joanna and i went hyper and painted our faces AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;'cos the mornin's one rubbed off&lt;br /&gt;but joanna painted her whole face&lt;br /&gt;with a red flower at her left eye&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i made her leave it on&lt;br /&gt;then she made it even cuter by tying two pony tails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;joanna so funnneh i tell u&lt;br /&gt;then she started to go crazy when we 'migrated' to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;she strted to treat her shoe as her baby&lt;br /&gt;and she rolled on the floor&lt;br /&gt;and she smiled crazily&lt;br /&gt;and she threw shumin's marker until it leaked&lt;br /&gt;then she took benn'ys wallet and made him chase her until he got 'tired'&lt;br /&gt;and she found a secret door&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about accomplishment of the mentally challenged.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;then pretended to be mentally retarded(we still had paint on our faces)&lt;br /&gt;then we tried to irritate deyro&lt;br /&gt;'cos he was like&lt;br /&gt;' i dont know u guys'&lt;br /&gt;then when there was a big grup of people&lt;br /&gt;i would go like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(superloud)' HEYYYY DEYYYRROOO!!! I HAVN'TT SEEN YOU FOR SO LONG!!!0&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;he didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;then he said that wehn he go tinto the taxi&lt;br /&gt;we were like waving crazily&lt;br /&gt;then the uncle ask him if we were his friends&lt;br /&gt;then he say we're mentally challenged people or sth&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;then went to take neoprints&lt;br /&gt;then sth bad happened&lt;br /&gt;then went to church&lt;br /&gt;sat there&lt;br /&gt;emo abit&lt;br /&gt;while waiing for everybody to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3112198466077250037?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3112198466077250037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just can't get to get rid of you .&lt;br /&gt;when i DON'T want to see you, you're always there.&lt;br /&gt;when i MISS you like crazy, you're always gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i DO see you, you just ignore me&lt;br /&gt;what happened to, "i love you"?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to those promises you made?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;just to know you were cheating this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;to know that you ........... never really accepted me for who i was.&lt;br /&gt;you have NO idea how proud i am of you&lt;br /&gt;you have NO idea how much i cry inside when i see you suffer&lt;br /&gt;you have NO idea how much i'm being torn apart when you treat me that way&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;you just don't know anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;emo.&lt;br /&gt;i miss xinghua.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;i miss being a goody girl.&lt;br /&gt;i miss being the "nice"girl.&lt;br /&gt;i miss running around with them.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;not that i don't like 1ex.&lt;br /&gt;1ex rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;xinghua was the neighbourhood that i GREW up in.&lt;br /&gt;xinghua was where i experienced.&lt;br /&gt;xinghua sucked. but there were good times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being emo the whole day&lt;br /&gt;i think i have some sort of problem with me.&lt;br /&gt;i have this ' wall ' around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll try to be positive&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;MASSEX:&lt;br /&gt;2.1km run.&lt;br /&gt;managed to clock 16.42min.&lt;br /&gt;quite happy&lt;br /&gt;improvedALOT from last week&lt;br /&gt;last week was 17.12(?notsure)min.&lt;br /&gt;but this week seriously chionged lah.&lt;br /&gt;with shumin&lt;br /&gt;she's my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;she keeps running&lt;br /&gt;then i try to keep up with her&lt;br /&gt;then when she stops&lt;br /&gt;i try to motivate her&lt;br /&gt;(: i love to run with her&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and after that lessons blah&lt;br /&gt;until PW hist.&lt;br /&gt;INTERCLASS(1i&amp;amp;1e) hist quiz&lt;br /&gt;at first 'cos each class 3 representatives&lt;br /&gt;so it was liddat&lt;br /&gt;1e: jiazi,me,shumin(idraggedher.heh)&lt;br /&gt;1i : josiah, joshua, kenneth/jonathan(they're twins, i get mixed up)&lt;br /&gt;so like 1e was THRASHING 1i :X&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;details. details&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;then after school&lt;br /&gt;practiced the class cheer thing.&lt;br /&gt;quite cool&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then there was this part where benny,russell and yp had to do this ' rap ' thing.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to do actions&lt;br /&gt;so joanna and i came up with some&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;when i think of it&lt;br /&gt;I WAN FALL OFF MY CHAIR&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cos got one line is&lt;br /&gt;' laocharbo lose money'&lt;br /&gt;then haha.&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;very difficult to explain.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that stayed back with yirong ollie and aerisa to study&lt;br /&gt;seriously studied.&lt;br /&gt;actually yirong's sci not bad man&lt;br /&gt;but then tomooki came&lt;br /&gt;then super funny&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;'cos tomooki try act cool&lt;br /&gt;try to sing opera, dance, and do funny actions&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and trust me.&lt;br /&gt;his singing not good&lt;br /&gt;but his opera not bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;like very clear&lt;br /&gt;and he can actually go very high&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;how cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then emo-ed alll the way home at 5.45&lt;br /&gt;reachd home at like... 6.45&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so suckish&lt;br /&gt;i wan die liddat&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-7265370476091798560</id><published>2008-08-01T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:27:48.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever noticed how much life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;how much life sucked&lt;br /&gt;and how much life will suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like you're not wanted?&lt;br /&gt;like you're there 'cos you are forced to.&lt;br /&gt;like you're an outsider&lt;br /&gt;like you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like you've failed your family,&lt;br /&gt;your friends.&lt;br /&gt;your teachers&lt;br /&gt;your relatives&lt;br /&gt;... and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;ever lived with this guilt&lt;br /&gt;ever lived like a criminal&lt;br /&gt;ever lived like ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever lived with this constant pressure?&lt;br /&gt;with this sense of unbelonging&lt;br /&gt;with this sense of..... unrespected.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how I FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;you don't even KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;you don't even CARE&lt;br /&gt;ALL of you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;you never do.&lt;br /&gt;you never did.&lt;br /&gt;you never will.&lt;br /&gt;so whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wha'ts the point of living when no one else believes in you&lt;br /&gt;and when you don't believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of living when life sucks so much&lt;br /&gt;when nobody just wants to accept you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of living when living is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of living when nobody cares if you're around?&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of living when there's nothing in life to be happy about/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all FAKE smiles.&lt;br /&gt;its all LIES.&lt;br /&gt;its all CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;its all stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me different from them?&lt;br /&gt;that i look different?&lt;br /&gt;that i act different?&lt;br /&gt;that i SPEAK different?&lt;br /&gt;that i have different morals?&lt;br /&gt;that i'm brought up differently?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES ME SO UNNOTICED?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES ME SO UNWANTED&lt;br /&gt;YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whymust you set me up in this big huge mass of lies. promises and deception.&lt;br /&gt;WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT JUST LET ME DIE?!&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU KEEP HAVING TO PRETEND?!&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts MORE.&lt;br /&gt;to know that you're acting&lt;br /&gt;to know that i have to act along&lt;br /&gt;to know that you don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;even if i really want you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did yuo even come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;why did all of you even come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;why did all of you just have to set my life into a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;first tell me that i'm included.&lt;br /&gt;then just push me out when i'm not needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why first act like you accept me for me.&lt;br /&gt;and wait for me to discover that you don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BIG FAT IDIOT BEING SLAPPED RIGHT IN THE FACE?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7265370476091798560?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7265370476091798560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7265370476091798560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7265370476091798560'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;6.kavern&lt;br /&gt;7.benny&lt;br /&gt;8.yirong&lt;br /&gt;9.timothy(bro)&lt;br /&gt;10.vicki&lt;br /&gt;11.kaiyee&lt;br /&gt;12.chinkeong&lt;br /&gt;13.weiming&lt;br /&gt;14.gerald&lt;br /&gt;15.jenna&lt;br /&gt;16.abigail&lt;br /&gt;17.aerisa&lt;br /&gt;18.yijing&lt;br /&gt;19.josiah(bro)&lt;br /&gt;20.terry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i meet 14 (gerald)&lt;br /&gt;secondary school? class? haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you do if you never met 1 (keller)&lt;br /&gt;then we wouldn't have the KJE's :( and i'll die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if 9 (timothy) and 20 (terry) are fated&lt;br /&gt;EW EW EW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will 6 (kavern) and 17 (aerisa) date?&lt;br /&gt;weeell... nothing is impossible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describe 3 (shumin)&lt;br /&gt;good freind. despo.funny. abit gross?:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 8 (yi rong) attractive?&lt;br /&gt;...to a guy or a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describe 7 (benny)&lt;br /&gt;freakishly blur and funny and easily offended by discrimination against races :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know of any 12's (chinkeong)family?&lt;br /&gt;erhm. in school or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if 18 (yijing) confesses to you that he or she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;... friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what language does 15 (jenna) speak?&lt;br /&gt;erhm. i don't know.. jenna language? :D (+ chinese of cos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is going out with 9 (timothy)&lt;br /&gt;.... my bro won't tell me who's he's going out with.. pssfftt! he's got btter things to do mann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old is 16 (abby)?&lt;br /&gt;twelve i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did you last speak to 13 (weiming)&lt;br /&gt;UH, yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's 2's (ollie) fav singer?&lt;br /&gt;she got too many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you ever date with 4 (joanna)&lt;br /&gt;erh. maybe.. HAHAHA KIDDING&gt; I WON'T (neither will she)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you ever date with 1 (keller)&lt;br /&gt;maybe.... &gt;&lt; if i changed sex and became a guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 19 (jo bro) single?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is 10's (vicki) last name?&lt;br /&gt;her surname?&lt;br /&gt;ng:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school of 3 (shumin)?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... school of retards and gross people ( hcis heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does 6 (kavern) live?&lt;br /&gt;...somewhere near tao nan... somewhere expensive... somewhere kavern lives&lt;br /&gt;heh:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your fav thing about 5 (dario)?&lt;br /&gt;erhm. he has a nice jacket? :P and he's my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you seen 2 (ollie) naked?&lt;br /&gt;duh not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wann punish people do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;so whoever wanna do it just do it&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3690575627149056018</id><published>2008-07-24T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:43:12.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah shits.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know who to trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you just makes me sick&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting tired of your whinings.&lt;br /&gt;GET OVER IT. people have lives to live too.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you talk about a person, i want to slap your face. it's so freaking annoying!&lt;br /&gt;maybe the only reason why i'm putting up with you is 'cos i dont have a reason to be fighting with you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of you.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you come into class, i just groan&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking sick of like everybody nowadays&lt;br /&gt;okay. nto everybody, but alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;mayhbe its' just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ i think it is.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3690575627149056018?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3690575627149056018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3690575627149056018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3690575627149056018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3690575627149056018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-shits.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-814064253599886322</id><published>2008-07-22T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:44:04.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SLACKING.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SUCKING.&lt;br /&gt;shit. shit. shit.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go study this friday&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;quite high doubts that it WON'T be studying..&lt;br /&gt;what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i can't concentrate at home&lt;br /&gt;so study in a group.&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not myself.&lt;br /&gt;i've gone bad&lt;br /&gt;So many feelings,i can't even explain.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking scared that i'll fail ( i will.) this term&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PRESSURE IS ON ME?&lt;br /&gt;i'm the only &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;person in sec 1 that is highest for hist for two consecutive terms.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;i've gone bad..&lt;br /&gt;and even if i want to be in the top 3.&lt;br /&gt;its IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;again, i've gone BAD.&lt;br /&gt;bad. VERY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to control my temper.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a backstabber&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a loser&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a ...wicked person.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel like i dont need my primary school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i can do without them.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah dammit.&lt;br /&gt;... i suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-814064253599886322?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/814064253599886322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=814064253599886322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/814064253599886322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/814064253599886322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2543947069276439160</id><published>2008-07-17T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T03:25:14.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;today was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;description of events :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;reached school at like 7+&lt;br /&gt;then went to class and ' emo-ed'&lt;br /&gt;which, was just lying on the table,&lt;br /&gt;'cos abit difficult to emo when everybody else is yelling&lt;br /&gt;then had business&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;quite fun&lt;br /&gt;mr john had us to do lke a test&lt;br /&gt;-on the internet-&lt;br /&gt;so we were like&lt;br /&gt;' TRUE... NONO! fALSE!'&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;then had RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;luckily. 'cos i wasSTARVN&lt;br /&gt;but shumin had to go SIM buy the thingo for the star. so i went with her&lt;br /&gt;but havnt open yet&lt;br /&gt;+ SIM didn't have fries or spaghetti since it was morning..&lt;br /&gt;so went back tO canteen&lt;br /&gt;and bought rice&lt;br /&gt;then sat with wuttichye( boss) and hyun ik&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;they very funny.&lt;br /&gt;'cos like.&lt;br /&gt;shumin to hyun ik : so you from north korea?&lt;br /&gt;hyun ik : - bang table - NO! i HATE NORTH KOREA!&lt;br /&gt;shumin : but same country lehs.&lt;br /&gt;hyun ik : no.! south and north korea fighint&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;boss : hahah! kimchee war&lt;br /&gt;everybody  : HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then that hyun ik treat us like maid liddat&lt;br /&gt;then go and leave the plate therre&lt;br /&gt;then tell boss to tell us to put back the plate ( no please. -.- ) then run up.&lt;br /&gt;then boss was laughing the whole time&lt;br /&gt;then rushed back to SIM then bought the paper&lt;br /&gt;WAH&lt;br /&gt;VERY EX LEHS&lt;br /&gt;cost us like.. $14.10&lt;br /&gt;(but claim back from class fund luh. haha)&lt;br /&gt;then after that&lt;br /&gt;went back late for hist&lt;br /&gt;but ms kong excuse us 'cos we buying for her&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then shumin went like.. hyper&lt;br /&gt;like the picture of general yamashita, then&lt;br /&gt;ms kong : WHO'S THIS?&lt;br /&gt;shumin : JOANNA!!&lt;br /&gt;joanna : HUH!?&lt;br /&gt;me : LOL SHUMIN!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the general percival also joanna&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then after that had science, practical&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lah&lt;br /&gt;but russell keep like wanting to sit in my seat ( nxt to ollie)&lt;br /&gt;then in the end he squeeze me half off. then i was like&lt;br /&gt;: SHIT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then russell went away then yirong sat there&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing like about sleepovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN SleEPOVERS ARE SOO FUN&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and haha&lt;br /&gt;benny was trying to 'scare' me with his face...&lt;br /&gt;which was.....&lt;br /&gt;more comical than scary&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then had PE&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;mr sim made us run 7 rounds of the hall&lt;br /&gt;then do warmup&lt;br /&gt;then do like 20 crunches&lt;br /&gt;then go and do training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he make us jump over cones,&lt;br /&gt;which gets further and further away&lt;br /&gt;2 TIMES&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;after that skip&lt;br /&gt;must do 40+&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we all tried to do like. double dutch ( which wasn't very successful lol)&lt;br /&gt;and blahblah&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;had the standing broad jump test&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;guys went first then they went off tO play floorball&lt;br /&gt;but wuttichye ( boss) was sitting there to make sure the mat didn't move&lt;br /&gt;but i begged him to go and play floorballthen i would take his place&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;save myself the embarrassment when it was my turn lOl. ( puhlease, he jumped 203-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i jumped&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;i jmp 150 cm LEH!&lt;br /&gt;and i just figured that actually it ain't that bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then after that&lt;br /&gt;sat down for 'debrief'&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;mr sim : ARIEL what did you learn today&lt;br /&gt;ariel : UHm. uhm.&lt;br /&gt;benny : standing broad jump luh ( which sounded like standing blow job HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;shumin : HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!! STANDING BLOW JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;mr sim : hey , benny u know what is a blow job anot?!&lt;br /&gt;-hey mr sim, all of us know- lol&lt;br /&gt;then the guys 'protected' him ( brotherhood lah.) and were like&lt;br /&gt;' HIS PRONUNCIATION SUCKS DE.  benny! say yellow'&lt;br /&gt;hhaha&lt;br /&gt;then benny was like&lt;br /&gt;'  yellow ' -but it sounded like lellow-&lt;br /&gt;HAHA SUPER DOOPS CUTE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after taht had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't really eat.&lt;br /&gt;so walked up with shumin yirong and gerald&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we walked into class and yirong played the song ' surfing america' - ithink-&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;we were like ' dancing' to the music&lt;br /&gt;like those '80s move&lt;br /&gt;quite groovy&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;then the starting we were like&lt;br /&gt;' WAVE!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN!&lt;br /&gt;then like soon it increased&lt;br /&gt;like benny came in, kavern too&lt;br /&gt;( btw, benny and kavern KNOW HOW TO WORK IT .. esp kavern haha)&lt;br /&gt;then alot of people join&lt;br /&gt;THE FUNNEST TIME OF MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had preparation for international friendship day ( international school lah. need to do something lol ) whichwas... good in progress but chaotic. LOL&lt;br /&gt;like.. chairs were everywhere, FBTs were lost. paper was flying everywhere and people ( like me, yirong and kavern haha) were dancing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then yirong played MANY SONGS&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;dancing queen, this is why i'm hot, summer love, maneater etc.&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN&lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;then had guitar&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;learnt a new song + 2 new chords today ( G7 and Eminor)&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;then walked down to tennis courts to wait for gerald jenna pearlsi and yijing&lt;br /&gt;very relaxing&lt;br /&gt;talked with deyro gerald and jenna&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then walked out&lt;br /&gt;jenna pangseh-ed gerald and I 'cos she had to go home 'cos her bro was waiting outisde the door for her -.-&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;br /&gt;then went home lohs&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say liao&lt;br /&gt;I JUST LOVE TODAY&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2543947069276439160?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2543947069276439160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2543947069276439160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2543947069276439160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2543947069276439160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1462538366356100910</id><published>2008-07-08T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:42:39.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting EMO-ER.&lt;br /&gt;i MUST stop it.&lt;br /&gt;what is my problem&gt; i SUCK at EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, when i was taking the bus today, there were lots of seats available but i just emoed 'cos i was like emo-ing. i SUCK at singing, i SUCK at PIANO, i SUCK at EVERYTHING. the html just delted a whole bunch of emo stuff, so luck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm A SUCKER FOR LIFE. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i wish.. i was more talented, that i was unique, that i was smarter, prettier, and everything SOMEBODY is.&lt;br /&gt;all i do nowadays is just listen to nice songs, and emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this report from some kind of course :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Elisabeth, as an Advisor, impresses most people with her warmth, sympathy and understanding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( crap, right?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;She possesses a casual kind of poise in most social situations, and is not often uncomfortable with people. in fact, many people will come to her because she is seen as a good listener&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( ME? are you serious?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Elisabeth tends to be very demonstrative &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( haha.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her emotions are usually clear to those around her&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( really?).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she will not typically attempt to force her ideas on others; in fact, she may be too indirect in expressing feelings or issuing orders.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(HAHA. i AGREE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; However, if she feels strongly about something, Elisabeth will speak openly and directly about her convictions. Elisabeth tends to take criticism of her work as a personal affront &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( yeah, SO true)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she can be overly tolerant patient with those who are non-producers in the workplace&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( really? )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; elisabeth is a true peacekeeper&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( HAHA! JOKE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and will work to maintain peace in every cirumstance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that is just the first paragraph&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-1462538366356100910?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1462538366356100910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=1462538366356100910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1462538366356100910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1462538366356100910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-getting-emo-er.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5819165699834769781</id><published>2008-07-05T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:40:47.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking tired&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing youth's day a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out to enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;and after that got FRENCH-.-&lt;br /&gt;as i said, i l;ike the teacher and the language&lt;br /&gt;BUT i dont like my classmates-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS&lt;br /&gt;my guitar head broke.&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;iduno how it happened&lt;br /&gt;on sat, i went to get a new one. then they say that the one that broke the pressure on teh string too much le.&lt;br /&gt;i also agree.&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes very scared the string piang.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end its the head that piang&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;had PE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks man.&lt;br /&gt; i needa work on my armpower&lt;br /&gt;and u know waht?&lt;br /&gt;like A QUATER/ HALF OF THE GUYS CAN DO AT LEAST 5 PULL UPS&lt;br /&gt;-stand one hor, not inclined-&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI:&lt;br /&gt;nothin much.&lt;br /&gt;after lessons - eng got to write mag review ... what the heck is that anyway?! -&lt;br /&gt;then went to do abit of homework at cafe.&lt;br /&gt;then went tO the field&lt;br /&gt;talk tlak abit&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;had to go&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos of piano lesson&lt;br /&gt;we left at 3.45&lt;br /&gt;then joanna shumin and I wait for like&lt;br /&gt;15 min ++ for 171&lt;br /&gt;like waddaheck lahs.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then they pangseh me halfway&lt;br /&gt;dunt blame them lah&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and i reached the place on the dot 5 o clock&lt;br /&gt;lOl&lt;br /&gt;the teacher spent like..&lt;br /&gt;50 min on theory and 10 min on practical&lt;br /&gt;how SUCKY is that?&lt;br /&gt;theory important, but i wan do practical :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;my back aches&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to emo&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY want to be overseas, in princeton, studying... NOW.&lt;br /&gt;shumin, joanna, ollie and I alr had this sorta thing that we 4 will go to princeton.&lt;br /&gt;(: i really hope that it'll come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm emo-ing 'cos of ALOT of things&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreamin so much lah&lt;br /&gt;and haha just now, when i was sleepin  i was dreaming of kungfu panda&lt;br /&gt;the ' FURIOS Five'&lt;br /&gt;mixed with world war II my edition&lt;br /&gt;-.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been listenin to nice songs and meaningful songs&lt;br /&gt;-hymns,&lt;br /&gt;- cassie - is it you&lt;br /&gt;- coming for you - jojo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;any songs to recommned?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5819165699834769781?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5819165699834769781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5819165699834769781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5819165699834769781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5819165699834769781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8288136169534299860</id><published>2008-06-30T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:25:27.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so drained&lt;br /&gt;i feel so scared&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tensed&lt;br /&gt;its all mixed.&lt;br /&gt;and it ain't nice feelin to feel.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;today we had chinese 1st period.these days&lt;br /&gt;i've really become like SUPER SUPER OOBBER TOOPER self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;even on the mrt&lt;br /&gt;i'll be thinkin about like..&lt;br /&gt; ' what is that guy/girl thinkin bout me'&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i think i got some kind of pyshy thingy&lt;br /&gt;like anorexia&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me&lt;br /&gt;today some hci guy came to talk bout anorexia&lt;br /&gt;and he asked a few questions like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what is beauty to you?&lt;br /&gt;- what percentage of teenage girls in sg have anorexia?&lt;br /&gt;- is there such thing as perfect? why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;sth liddats.&lt;br /&gt;and there was one quote that said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" appearance is what captures the eye,&lt;br /&gt;                                       Personality is what catches the heart."&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE RIGHTS.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then after the talk we had art&lt;br /&gt;--.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to change group&lt;br /&gt;kavern doens't seem keen on our group&lt;br /&gt;so i shan't care bout him.&lt;br /&gt;weikai.&lt;br /&gt;PUHLEASE.-.-&lt;br /&gt;ariel&lt;br /&gt;well she's the only one who will help&lt;br /&gt;hyunik&lt;br /&gt;okay seriously? i dont even KNOW this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had english&lt;br /&gt;he taught us the format for a movie review&lt;br /&gt;wed gonna do&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;sians&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch&lt;br /&gt;then rushed up to com lab&lt;br /&gt;then did the profile thing&lt;br /&gt;for some kind of lifeskill thing&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think i was answering correctly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was answering from my alter ego's point of view&lt;br /&gt;then aft that went to french&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;I FEEEL SO LEFT OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;GEEEZ!!&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;PUHLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;they're like p5,p4&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;no fair&lt;br /&gt;they count liddat&lt;br /&gt;: if ur birthday come yet, then u are in the other class&lt;br /&gt;'cos&lt;br /&gt;teen : 10-12&lt;br /&gt;youth: 13-15&lt;br /&gt;i'm 13 this year but my bdae havn't come yet&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not counted&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;what the!&lt;br /&gt;so left out lah&lt;br /&gt;then  i think some of them thought i was younger than them&lt;br /&gt;so they take control of me&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i just didn't want to rub off as arrogant&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't say anyth&lt;br /&gt;besides.&lt;br /&gt;its btter to leave a good impression on them&lt;br /&gt;then went kovan buy things from popular&lt;br /&gt;then come back home&lt;br /&gt;super tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8288136169534299860?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8288136169534299860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8288136169534299860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8288136169534299860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8288136169534299860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-so-drained-i-feel-so-scared-i.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-142855237784550800</id><published>2008-06-27T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:57:45.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i NEED luck.&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting TONS Of sco,lding from teachers; mr john (dm), mr dinesh ( sci teach), mr kan ( eng teach)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I DO?!&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY ELSE WAS TALKING IN CLASS. WHY JUST PICK ON ME?!JUST 'COS I'M RIGHT INFRONT OF YA&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE SAME WITH MRS WONG! EVERYTHING ALSO PICK ON ME. EVERYTHING ALSO LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;I VERY NICE TO LOOK AT ISIT.&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKS. SUCKS I TELL YOU. I SAW YOUR FACE. I SAW YOU LOOK AT OTHERS WHEN THEY WERE TALKING LIKE..  YOU DONT CARE. THEN WHEN I WHISPER. YOU SCOLD ME. WHAT THE HECK DID I DO WRONG?! YOU REFER TO ME AS ' the girl in blue' WHAT THE?! ?! DUNO MY NAME CAN ASK ME RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;POINTING TO ME WITH YOUR INDEX FINGER IS RUDE ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT NO RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MR D.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I DO!? I JUST ASKED KAVERN . WAIT. I DIDN'T EVEN ASK HIM. I JUST MOUTHED THE WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;and PLEASE! YESTERDAY DURING THE SCI LESSON I WAS COPYING DOWN NOTES AND ACTUALLY LISTENING. THE REST OF THE CLASS WAS SUPER NOISY. THEN WHY TODAY YOU SCOLD ME?! JUST 'COS I'M IN THE CCA YOU'RE INCHARGE OF?! BIASEDNESS! WHY DOES EVERYBODY KEEP SCOLDING ME?!  I USED TO LIKE SCHOOL NOW I JUST DETEST IT.&lt;br /&gt;I'M THINKING OF ABANDONING MY DREAMS OF GOING TO A GOOD UNI. AND BE LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE. JUST LIVING LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!?1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was russell's bdae party. super fun&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you. russell's house is like.. SUPER BIG. okay. like my house + garden is only 1/4&lt;br /&gt;PUHLEASE HE HAS A GYM and HOME theatre + SWIMMING POOL in his house&lt;br /&gt;super big lah&lt;br /&gt;then haha. then at first went to ollie's house. ollie's house is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;+ the piano very nice.&lt;br /&gt;and very loud too&lt;br /&gt;ollie super cute larh.&lt;br /&gt;ahha we ate sandwich.(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;then we found out that we were the last to arrive HAHA paiseh :D&lt;br /&gt;then we went in and went into the home theatre&lt;br /&gt;then played abit of the.. guitar hero or sth&lt;br /&gt;hehe i was so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; but very addictive and very nice.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;can see why they like it so much.&lt;br /&gt;i played 2 times&lt;br /&gt;won 1 lost 1&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then watch ' the mist' but i watched halfway then i was so freakd out that i left&lt;br /&gt;then i explored russell's house&lt;br /&gt;so cool lah!&lt;br /&gt;he has a library, grandpiano, bar.. inside his house&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;cool much.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went back and found they were watchin ' meet the spartans' super funn-eh HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;but i watch before lah.&lt;br /&gt;then i go off le.&lt;br /&gt;(: super fun. i wish i had house lidat.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;no i wishi can stay in a house liddat. like sleepovers and stuff&lt;br /&gt;- if only russell was a girl HAHA-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-142855237784550800?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/142855237784550800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=142855237784550800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/142855237784550800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/142855237784550800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2079652579448670646</id><published>2008-06-23T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:16:36.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;23/6/08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today 4 new peeps joined us.&lt;br /&gt;3 guys 1 girl&lt;br /&gt;one of the guys is from thailand - nickname: boss&lt;br /&gt;another from indonesia - michael&lt;br /&gt;another from korea - hyung ik.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and one more girl from china&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;so we had ' music' of the classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOl. 'cos the new music teacher ain't comin till tmr. so stayed in class then did elections ( again) for the class committee. then had RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;then had assembly&lt;br /&gt;WAH ASSEMBLY SUPER SIAN LAH.&lt;br /&gt;like.. mr james talk talk talk funneh&lt;br /&gt;then mr yeong talk talk still okay&lt;br /&gt;then mr john.. talk tlaktlaktlak&lt;br /&gt;first part still okay.&lt;br /&gt;then he started to explain about the rules and regulations&lt;br /&gt;sommore he so tall&lt;br /&gt;then in the lt i front row&lt;br /&gt;then he stand right infront of him&lt;br /&gt;then my neck pain&lt;br /&gt;-eye pain too ;X- haha&lt;br /&gt;then had ' V&amp;amp;L'&lt;br /&gt;then had math&lt;br /&gt;i'm being demoralized again&lt;br /&gt;:( like.. all my hard work hasn't paid off over the holidays&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i still managed to understand 99% of the questions.&lt;br /&gt;then had chinese&lt;br /&gt;quite funn-eh lah&lt;br /&gt;then ---END OF SCHOOL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cineleisure with shumin and joanna.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA on the way there - on the bus - super funn-eh lah.&lt;br /&gt;like shumin keep blabbing&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we're all like -.- shuminnn... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were gettin down&lt;br /&gt;shumn lost her balance and ' fell' but she grabbed _____'s teeshirt. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;THEN I WAS LAUGHING THE WHOLE WAY&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. you see his face lah&lt;br /&gt;AND. shumin's face too&lt;br /&gt;thenwent to eat at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;then walk walk until the neoprint shop&lt;br /&gt;then took NEOPRINTS&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;the FIRST time that i actually looked .uh.. okay in neoprints&lt;br /&gt;maybe its my hair?? =X&lt;br /&gt;duno.&lt;br /&gt;its more manageable lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;'cos duneed to comb also can. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding i DO comb my hair&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then came back home loh&lt;br /&gt;quite tired actually.&lt;br /&gt;first day of school and SO much pressure-.-&lt;br /&gt;tmr got Mass Ex. IN THE MORNIN-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2079652579448670646?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2079652579448670646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2079652579448670646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2079652579448670646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2079652579448670646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/23608-first-day-of-school-blahblahblah.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2373438216923213216</id><published>2008-06-14T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T08:24:19.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-slips into emo zone-&lt;br /&gt;talk about a bruised ego.&lt;br /&gt;today i went out as a happy and contented person. it changed though.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself worse.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself fatter.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself uglier&lt;br /&gt;i find myself emo-er&lt;br /&gt;i find myself slouching.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself stressed.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself obsessing.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;no work done.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i'm behind by 2 chapters of science, i'm wasting my time watching movies and listenin to music.&lt;br /&gt;i'm slipping away from God and from my family.&lt;br /&gt;and i find all my siblings getting closer to god and my family.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont believe that i'm even alive.&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe that i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, i dont want to believe that i'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i really need now is lots of love, and hopefully a perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i can grow up. to go to oxford and fufill my dreams. ...now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2373438216923213216?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2373438216923213216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2373438216923213216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2373438216923213216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2373438216923213216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/slips-into-emo-zone-talk-about-bruised.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8707200837055148802</id><published>2008-06-10T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:44.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya'll bored.&lt;br /&gt;\=&lt;br /&gt;nobody talkin to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;so anw went out with ky and nad ytd.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to study and shop&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i think the ratio of study to shop is&lt;br /&gt;                                =  1      :    3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-anw.they weren't that focused. i can't blame them. its been sooo long since we saw each other.&lt;br /&gt;alot of catching up. (: so i we met at bishan library at 10+&lt;br /&gt;and ky was very hungry so she bought some food.&lt;br /&gt;she claimed it was very hot&lt;br /&gt;i said ' BLOW LAH!'&lt;br /&gt;ky : HOT HOT HOTHOT!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i have a photo but i never upload yet.&lt;br /&gt;then we went into the library and studied&lt;br /&gt;well mostly i studied&lt;br /&gt;'cos ky rushed so much that mornin she brought her pencilcase and everythin except the homework-.- how very smart. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and nad was abit unfocused. 'cos she kept looking up from her work&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but she so pretty. i dont mind looking at her(:&lt;br /&gt;so when i finished some of my own work&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;then walked around and shopp abit.&lt;br /&gt;-.- i thot ky would bring moremoney&lt;br /&gt;then she blamed it on the expensive food court at bishan&lt;br /&gt;abit true lah&lt;br /&gt;but i mean. KY!!! aiyo!  so note to people : don't eat foodcourt at bishan. the ambience is nice. but ex.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;then shop shop then go home&lt;br /&gt;then ky came my house&lt;br /&gt;. she was suppose to do essay and i was supposed to do my math.&lt;br /&gt;but halfway we started talking.talk talk talk&lt;br /&gt;then got focused. abit. then 'finished' work.&lt;br /&gt;or at least. HER essay&lt;br /&gt;:D i helped!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;on the way home we took this pic&lt;br /&gt;we took others too. but i look not too nice so i don't post it. :D&lt;br /&gt;and nad's blog is on hiatus and ky's blog is deleted ( i still dont get why) so hah! mine's the only blog u can get photos. :D&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SE6Ha4xV6kI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pzAL2SFU0Yg/s1600-h/group+pic!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250714899933762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SE6Ha4xV6kI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pzAL2SFU0Yg/s320/group+pic!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i might be going out on thursday. kinda lookin forward to it. 'cos i'm goin out with my mom and sis.we considered. : SHOPPING. but we kinda shop ALOT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we decided : EAST COAST PARk :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when my mom suggested . my mind started to form a plan.... but she says its not practical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;reach east coast park. cycle&amp;amp;run.lunch. bowl. take bus. go to somewhere.shop. call daddy. get a lift home :D hahahahha. but kinda mean lah. like i keep asking daddy to pick meup. but i really wanna shop( i need clothes.) and i also want to relax.i mean. its healthy right? runnin, cyclin, bowlin(not really) but anw. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw bored :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D toodles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8707200837055148802?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/SE6Ha4xV6kI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pzAL2SFU0Yg/s72-c/group+pic!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-4117609666828905398</id><published>2008-06-08T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T03:55:03.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been drained&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i have NO idea why&lt;br /&gt;my life just seems so meaningless these days&lt;br /&gt;its just the same routine&lt;br /&gt;i can't go out with friends&lt;br /&gt;so i stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up&lt;br /&gt;brush teeth bathe eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;on com listen to songs work abit&lt;br /&gt;read story book if have&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;-end of day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i was emo yesterday&lt;br /&gt;for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;kinda stupid&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;then today&lt;br /&gt;tried to sing mybest for the fathers' day performance practice&lt;br /&gt;had like no energy until had lesson&lt;br /&gt;then teacher gave us some words of encouragement or sth liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then managed to gather some energy&lt;br /&gt;and go and sing&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;after church&lt;br /&gt;practice for john laoshi's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite tired&lt;br /&gt;i realised that my voice sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i can't reach high notes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i used to.&lt;br /&gt;i cld reach high G&lt;br /&gt;that was when i was still having lessons&lt;br /&gt;i think that my voice will be better soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;ithink i'm getting the same feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;my brain must be malfunctioning.&lt;br /&gt;it keeps replaying those scenes.&lt;br /&gt;it can't be.&lt;br /&gt;no, it just can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4117609666828905398?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4117609666828905398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4117609666828905398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4117609666828905398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4117609666828905398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-drained-i-have-no-idea-why-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5097769409395152242</id><published>2008-06-07T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:12:26.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy early fathers' day daddy!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;we went out ytd to celebrate fathers' day 'cos today and tmr no time.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to this place called.. River View? SUPER NICE ( buffet) ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but quite ex.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still counted as child!&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;'cos up to 12 marh&lt;br /&gt;then my bdae havnt come =D&lt;br /&gt;i ate ALOT of brocolli&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and there was sushi&lt;br /&gt;but i ate a bit&lt;br /&gt;and the cake is like super nice lar&lt;br /&gt;the chocolate mousse. or sth liddat.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahah.a&lt;br /&gt;but fattening =X&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't eat after a while&lt;br /&gt;wah super nice loh.&lt;br /&gt;and the ambience also very nice&lt;br /&gt;my sis wore this small.. coatie thing?&lt;br /&gt;then she wore another shirt thing from this fashion&lt;br /&gt;white and white&lt;br /&gt;not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;+ jeansand high heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wore a billabong teeshirt ( the nice one ) and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;and ... nice sandals?&lt;br /&gt;but haiyo&lt;br /&gt;'im so... blur.&lt;br /&gt;'cos the day before that when i went to dvbs i wore those sandals and they were almost fallin apart&lt;br /&gt;so very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgotthen i wore it again&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;super paiseh&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with jenna go library&lt;br /&gt;thenwent to library and search for chinese book&lt;br /&gt;then i look for eng book&lt;br /&gt;then i found out that i had $$$ for fine&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;then i couldnt borrow&lt;br /&gt;buttten jenna let me borrow on her card&lt;br /&gt;thanks jenna! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;then we wnet to kfc then we bought something then did our work&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but ssudednly it was 2 10&lt;br /&gt;then s he had to go 'cos she had to be home by 2.30++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;even though i may seem like i have no life&lt;br /&gt;go out study&lt;br /&gt;come home sleep&lt;br /&gt;go  out study come homesleep&lt;br /&gt;hhah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5097769409395152242?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5097769409395152242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5097769409395152242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5097769409395152242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5097769409395152242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-happy-early-fathers-day-daddy-d.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2833341915301755207</id><published>2008-06-04T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:16:32.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put this on your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;br /&gt;just like you - hannah montana&lt;br /&gt;[ i think just like you?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;We live in singapura&lt;br /&gt;[i live in singapure (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;cry - mandy moore&lt;br /&gt;[somebody who cries alot?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;umbrella -rihanna&lt;br /&gt;[ i feel very umbrella-ish]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;we're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ to.. uhh.. be in heaven?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;what are dreams made of - hilary duff&lt;br /&gt;[ what it says up there hahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;push the button -sugarbabes&lt;br /&gt;[i like to push the button(limit) XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;maneater&lt;br /&gt;[ i'm not going to say that my parents are maneaters. no.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;i lay my love on you - westlife&lt;br /&gt;[why i lay my love on him/her haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;catch your wave - click five&lt;br /&gt;[2+2 = catch your wave!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;come on - ben jelen&lt;br /&gt;[she likes to... come on?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;we will get there - stephanie sun&lt;br /&gt;[ we will get to that :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;lullaby for a stormy night - vienna teng&lt;br /&gt;[ yea its about .. my life story? how its very 'stormy' yeah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;i will be - avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;[hmm.  i will be....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;accidently in love - counting crows&lt;br /&gt;[ i accidently fell in love :X ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;perfectly&lt;br /&gt;[ pssfft! i won't play that at my weeding -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;still there for me - corbin bleu and vannessa hudgens&lt;br /&gt;[ yeah 'cos i'm there for a lot of people -.- hahah. kidding.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;reach - s club 7&lt;br /&gt;[ reaching for the stars?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;fly - hilary duff&lt;br /&gt;[flying. whether on the airplane or not. i get air sick :X heh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;jenny- click five&lt;br /&gt;[ my name isnt jenny. psst. don't tell anybody]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;i want it that way - backstreet boys&lt;br /&gt;[ they always want it their way :( haha kidding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone - avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;[ i am not going to!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;lame but cool quiz&lt;br /&gt;:X i cheated for some questions&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2833341915301755207?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2833341915301755207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2833341915301755207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2833341915301755207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2833341915301755207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz-28-rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3270095812552946180</id><published>2008-05-30T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:22:04.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUIZZES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VICKI!&lt;/span&gt; to do  this quizz.&lt;br /&gt;#1 If your lover betrayed you, what would be your reaction?&lt;br /&gt;i'll slap him, kick him, scold him and then go home and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;...peace?unbiasedness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 What would your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;a kinda big one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;get a home and put the rest in my bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;smart, athletic, nice, handsome (kinda) tall, unbiased, christian, responsible, .....&lt;br /&gt;do you really want me to continue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved.&lt;br /&gt;gee, i can't decide.. i'll go for both. how's that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;yeah if i'm really in LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What's the worst you have felt these days?&lt;br /&gt;depressed? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 What cheers you up the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;God. friends. family. music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 How do you see yourself in 10years time?&lt;br /&gt;taller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;GOD&lt;3333( is he a person?)my family &lt;3 and friends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 What kind of per0son do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICKI(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weird -ahem- i mean unique. funny, ober chio, longhaired? smart, genius-ey, nice, tall, skinny-ahem-slim. :D and its true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;i duno. poor as in how poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 What is the 1st thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;breathe. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 Would you give it your all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. 'cos it should be worthit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;psfft! i won't fall in love with 2 people simultaneously. i would just fall in love with 1. i dont like to two-time people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;pri friends, family friends, high school friends, tution friends, boy friends, girlfriends, girl    friends, any kinda friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 people to be tagged are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i duno. anybody wanna be tagged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ RIPPED FROM &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VICKI!&lt;/span&gt; 's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO. i went out with vicki to study today&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;got dressd and ready at 8.30&lt;br /&gt;then i waited and waited till 9&lt;br /&gt;then i walked to the back and got sweets and took 53 to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;then later waited for vicki.&lt;br /&gt;then went to library&lt;br /&gt;and talked a while 'cos the library havnt open&lt;br /&gt;-boohoo-&lt;br /&gt;then library opened and everybody rushed in&lt;br /&gt;we didn't wanna fight with them for seats so we went down to the childrens' section&lt;br /&gt;and went up&lt;br /&gt;and went down&lt;br /&gt;and finally sat at the childrens' section.&lt;br /&gt;then i did my english&lt;br /&gt;and a little bit of math.&lt;br /&gt;then the librarian - i duno whats her problem, all the other librarians din't care- told us to leave.&lt;br /&gt;then we left&lt;br /&gt;and we went to 4th level and sat in the ... green box thingy&lt;br /&gt;then we did work&lt;br /&gt;and got a little distracted at times&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but still finished what we wanted to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;i think.ahaha.then we left our cozy corner &gt;&lt; and went to eat lunch at macs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt; unhealthy, but fast&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to eat at kfc&lt;br /&gt;but i duno why.&lt;br /&gt;then later went back to ibrary&lt;br /&gt;and found people sitting at our cozy corner&lt;br /&gt;so just found another spot&lt;br /&gt;and did work.&lt;br /&gt;and vicki&lt;br /&gt;'finished' her work&lt;br /&gt;and started to get distracted by the computer&lt;br /&gt; blogging,&lt;br /&gt;visitng blogs, solitaire, blahblah &gt;&lt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then time was up&lt;br /&gt;then we went off.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, i managed to accomplish work.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, ANYBODY UP FOR A STUDY DATE?&lt;br /&gt;p.s. LEARNING FRENCH! WOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3270095812552946180?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3270095812552946180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3270095812552946180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3270095812552946180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3270095812552946180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/quizzes-tagged-by-vicki-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-6668486148478480322</id><published>2008-05-25T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:03:17.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay&lt;br /&gt;last day of school kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like.&lt;br /&gt;the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;before a month long holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;,&lt; sucky.'cos its like&lt;br /&gt;1. we were supposed to party till lights out&lt;br /&gt;nah didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;shumin joanna olivia and I just sat in class and talked.&lt;br /&gt;we coudlve gone to vivo with the guys&lt;br /&gt;but shumin and jo had math&lt;br /&gt;can't blame them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. it was yihui's last day&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss ya yihui.&lt;br /&gt;you're sweet, adorable, smart, nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;but why didn't you want to accep that gift?&lt;br /&gt;we spent effort on that&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to keep it a secret to as to surprise you&lt;br /&gt;not to 'not tell you'&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.boring day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;BORING MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much wanted to cry there and then.&lt;br /&gt;i duno why&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty much torn into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at my studies.&lt;br /&gt;tlak about 3rd in class&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but its such a big dif between the 1st&lt;br /&gt;aerisa - 86%&lt;br /&gt;me- 81%&lt;br /&gt;SUCKY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just talking so much crap&lt;br /&gt;i keep dreaming&lt;br /&gt;but no action.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;i just hate myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-6668486148478480322?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6668486148478480322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=6668486148478480322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6668486148478480322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6668486148478480322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-last-day-of-school-kinda-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1947431429216971801</id><published>2008-05-17T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:33:12.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E-moment.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;i think that i've kinda lost contact with my pri school friends.&lt;br /&gt;i stil ahve their contacts.&lt;br /&gt;but its like&lt;br /&gt;i dont talk to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we hav nth to talk about&lt;br /&gt;we don't organise outings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we used to say&lt;br /&gt;' FRIENDS FOREVER'&lt;br /&gt;we even had a clas blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5a-family.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.5a-family.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe.&lt;br /&gt;they're all in contact&lt;br /&gt;except me.&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm in a differnt kinda school&lt;br /&gt;and i was never in their ' group'&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i really feel 'included'&lt;br /&gt;by my hcis friends.&lt;br /&gt;but in xinghua.&lt;br /&gt;never really feLt that.&lt;br /&gt;i mean...&lt;br /&gt;now in hcis, i'm surrounded with people that are MORE like me.&lt;br /&gt;and in xinghua, it was kinda differnt.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;there'll be a party&lt;br /&gt;and we all go back to xinghua.&lt;br /&gt;and we all celebrate there&lt;br /&gt;and catch up on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but again...&lt;br /&gt;that's just a wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-1221196067434068671</id><published>2008-05-17T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T05:39:02.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYALL&lt;br /&gt;16 &amp;amp; 17 may 2008&lt;br /&gt;the BEST days of my life so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B-E-S-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;even thoug hsometimes i have doubts about 1E08&lt;br /&gt;i really love them.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even more that 6a07 ( as a whole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;16 may08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1Ex POTLUCK PARTY 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we were HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H-I-S-T-O-R-Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no other class had ever had a party in school&lt;br /&gt;as a class.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;YEH MANN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;psst.&lt;br /&gt;i heard that the seniors were jealous&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so school ended&lt;br /&gt;and yirong yihui olivia and I rushed to bukit timah plaza's ntuc&lt;br /&gt;to buy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;yihui sorta pangseh-ed us&lt;br /&gt;'cos she ran ahead to try to find her mom ( which was away at that moment)&lt;br /&gt;and ollie and  I did our first jaywalks across 4 lanes&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;actulally&lt;br /&gt;jayruns&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we bought 15 bottles of drinks&lt;br /&gt;( i wanted 20. but we all thought tht was too much....)&lt;br /&gt;then bought some other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;like gummies&lt;br /&gt;and we took a taxi back to school.&lt;br /&gt;then at school we had dario help us unload.&lt;br /&gt;then we were in class&lt;br /&gt;blowing balloons&lt;br /&gt;(not me, duh.. i can't blow balloon ...:(  )&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ollie had a baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she filled a pink balloon with water&lt;br /&gt;and drew a face&lt;br /&gt;and called it nike&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;super cute&lt;br /&gt;and then we were fooling round the class ( only the few of us.. the rest were at home) and playing ' dodgeball'&lt;br /&gt;i managed to duck and catch a few.&lt;br /&gt;but you know how my hand-eye coordination sucks.&lt;br /&gt;so haiya&lt;br /&gt;you shld know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;i got hit&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;STUPID dario and yirong and wenjie&lt;br /&gt;only ollie and yihui are NICE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then later we went to yirong's house&lt;br /&gt;(ollie and I + dario + wenjie)&lt;br /&gt;then we met ryan&lt;br /&gt;and we went to yirong's house&lt;br /&gt;and yihui stayed behind.&lt;br /&gt;then we waited to yirong and dario to change/ bathe&lt;br /&gt;HIS ROOM SUPER NICE.&lt;br /&gt;-HIS HOUSE TOO-&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;we went back&lt;br /&gt;nash's mom fetched us&lt;br /&gt;his mom is relly nice&lt;br /&gt;then ollie and I ran to help yihui to put up the balloons&lt;br /&gt;but joanna and shumin were alr there&lt;br /&gt;so we just hanged around abit&lt;br /&gt;then things were abit chaotic&lt;br /&gt;but 1EX people&lt;br /&gt;are really calm&lt;br /&gt;they're streetsmart&lt;br /&gt;(everybody except me)&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;and t hey can have fun even though we are facing hard situations&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;and then mr john was like&lt;br /&gt;5.30 sharp!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we started to put up stuff&lt;br /&gt;and people started to arrive&lt;br /&gt;but we're kinda a small class&lt;br /&gt;from 30&lt;br /&gt;to 28&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then party started&lt;br /&gt;and benny started to do his job&lt;br /&gt;( as a dj)&lt;br /&gt;and we started drinking&lt;br /&gt;and i figured that maybe 15 bottles weren't enough.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;the food was WAY too much&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;lOL&lt;br /&gt;even though we were like&lt;br /&gt;' people just bring enough food for like 10-12 people&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;people didn't relly eat that much&lt;br /&gt;then a few teachers came&lt;br /&gt;and when all of us kids finished eating&lt;br /&gt;but just hanging around&lt;br /&gt;i started to play truth or dare with a few of my freinds&lt;br /&gt;then slowly the whole class wanted to join&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;then we moved to a bigger place&lt;br /&gt;then we sat ina big circle&lt;br /&gt;and i think mr yeong (principal)was pleased :D&lt;br /&gt;then benny was the spinner&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't really a proper game&lt;br /&gt;'cos like.&lt;br /&gt;when we ask sb to do a dare&lt;br /&gt;the person chickens out&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;or like truth&lt;br /&gt;then the person lie&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;even when its super obvious&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sorry shumin&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;then mr yeong left&lt;br /&gt;and after a while&lt;br /&gt;we moved to the mph to play dodgeball&lt;br /&gt;then aft playing a few rounds&lt;br /&gt;i went up&lt;br /&gt;with gerald and shaokai&lt;br /&gt;(totake adrink)&lt;br /&gt;and to only find ollie in pain&lt;br /&gt;-cramm&lt;br /&gt;then she squeezed my hand while they massaged her leg.&lt;br /&gt;apparenlty it was super pain.&lt;br /&gt;then yirong and dario and almost the whole class arrived&lt;br /&gt;then yirong and dario pushed her foot and blahblah-.-&lt;br /&gt;then later she was better&lt;br /&gt;and we played hide and seek in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys took the chance to go to the girls' toilet&lt;br /&gt;since it was like.. nobody pee-ing inside&lt;br /&gt;=.-&lt;br /&gt;and they were like&lt;br /&gt;' !! THE GIRLS TOILET IS LIKE 100 X BETTER THAN OUR BOYS TOILET'&lt;br /&gt; and i was like...&lt;br /&gt;'GUYS GET OUTTA HERE'&lt;br /&gt;LLOLL.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then later we all went into the mph&lt;br /&gt;which was SUPER cold&lt;br /&gt;and then we sat in a circle&lt;br /&gt;and were like&lt;br /&gt;OKAY EVERYBODY TORCHLIGHTSIN THE MIDDLE&lt;br /&gt;-lights were off-&lt;br /&gt;then we were like&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE!!!&lt;br /&gt;-with torchlights-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then we had a few attempts at singing&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really work out&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then later the guys started to tell ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;i was really freaked out&lt;br /&gt;not at the start&lt;br /&gt;but after they started to come up with the real creepy stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really wished that my pillow was there&lt;br /&gt;so i cuold hug it&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then later we went back to clas.s&lt;br /&gt;and ms kong had icecream there.&lt;br /&gt;then i begged gerald to follow me to lvl 5&lt;br /&gt;totake my icebox&lt;br /&gt;yeh he's not scared of ghost&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;my brave son:D&lt;br /&gt;then he help me bring odwn&lt;br /&gt;+ all the ice&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;my strong son&lt;br /&gt;actually all my son are strong&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;no not all&lt;br /&gt;not kavenr :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but kavern streetsmart&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then later we had a mini party in the classroom&lt;br /&gt;like just sittn round talking&lt;br /&gt;and then when gerald wanted to go off&lt;br /&gt;but not really&lt;br /&gt;he helped me to get rid of the ice in the icebox&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;he went into the GIRLS' TOILET!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;but nvm larh&lt;br /&gt;nobody was inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we split all the ice into three sinks&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then let it melt and go into the drain&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then later i went back&lt;br /&gt;and packed my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then went out to wait for my mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------DAy 2------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAVERN NASH YIRONG'S COMBINED BIRTHDAY PARTY&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;it was nice...&lt;br /&gt;once i reached there&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to swim&lt;br /&gt;so okay&lt;br /&gt;i satat the side of the pool&lt;br /&gt;then yirong pulled me in&lt;br /&gt;so i was alr wet&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;no point going up to dry&lt;br /&gt;might as well swim&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i brouht extra pair of clothes&lt;br /&gt;then we swam&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNN!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;esp kavn and gerald&lt;br /&gt;whenthey were fighting for the floatbed&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and kavern tried to get on&lt;br /&gt;but he only fell off the other side&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then gerald jumped on&lt;br /&gt;and he was like&lt;br /&gt;' LOSER'&lt;br /&gt;then we all got up&lt;br /&gt;and changed&lt;br /&gt;then we played FUN GAMEs&lt;br /&gt;and kavern tried to&lt;br /&gt;' read our future'&lt;br /&gt;haha.so he read yirong's future&lt;br /&gt;-by taking cards out-&lt;br /&gt;and said&lt;br /&gt;-take out Q card-&lt;br /&gt;in the future you'll be a queen&lt;br /&gt;-a hearts card-&lt;br /&gt;of hearts&lt;br /&gt;-takes out a A card with pictures of wings-&lt;br /&gt;WITH WINGS&lt;br /&gt;-takes out a heart card-&lt;br /&gt;with heart shaped patterns&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;and he came up with it on the SPOT&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;quickthinker&lt;br /&gt;and we all laughed like there was no tomrrow&lt;br /&gt;then my dad and mom came&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;3 them&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i post too much alr&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-1221196067434068671?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1221196067434068671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=1221196067434068671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1221196067434068671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1221196067434068671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyall-16-17-may-2008-best-days-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5555675606183090023</id><published>2008-05-13T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T04:48:52.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU IDIOT&lt;br /&gt; YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW I FELT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I WANTED TO HELP.&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH AN IDIOT YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i copy down EVERYTHING ya'll said in class.&lt;br /&gt;frmo the difernt committees to all the games.&lt;br /&gt;the  class was so noisy i had to strain to hear all the suggesstions of the games.&lt;br /&gt;and when i hear some of them juts talking i just take down games.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i copy down the jobs.&lt;br /&gt;i copy down who bring what. but u abandon that idea. nvm i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;its my paper.&lt;br /&gt;and since i'm the SECRETARY i should do all teh writing down RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;and why not since i'm the secretary. i should help?&lt;br /&gt;and after i copy everything.&lt;br /&gt;you say that you ahve no use for it.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW MUCH OF AN IDIOT I FELT THEN?!&lt;br /&gt;I WASTED MY PAPER&lt;br /&gt;I WASTED MY TIME&lt;br /&gt;I COULD HAVE SIMPLY JUST SATBACK AND TALKED WITH THE REST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDNT.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SCRIBBLING DOWN THINGS THAT YOU SAID.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU DONT HAVE THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF APPRECIATION FOR THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;you ego-istic FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;not everything is in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF YOU WERE ENTITLED THE POWER TO CALL THE WHOLE CLASS DINNER OFF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE ORGANIZED A CLASS PARTY BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;IT WASN'T PERFECT. BUT AT LEAST I ( AND THE COMMITTEE) DID WHAT WAS NEEDED.&lt;br /&gt;AND I THOUGHT THAT YA'LL WOULD BE BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;SEEING YA'LL HAVING THE BETTER RESOURCES AND EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAS WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALWAYS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KEEP THINKING YOU ARE THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET OUT OF THAT STUPID WORLD YOU ARE LIVING IN.&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE A GOOD FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT SO WHAT? THAT DOENS'T MAKE YOU GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO DO SO MUCH BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU JUST WONT PUT IN THE EFFORT&lt;br /&gt;AND EVEN THOUGH I TRY TO HELP YOU&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH I'M TIRED, I'M SICK, I'M HAVING A HEADACHE AND  I STILL STAY ONLINE JUST TO HELP YOU REVISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER PEOPLE ASKED ME TO HELP THEM BUT I SAID ' NO' 'COS I WAS HELPING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KEEP THINKING THAT PEOPLE HAVE TO BE THERE FOR YOU BUT YOU ARE NOT THERE FOR OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt; AND THER'ES NO POINT IN PUTTING OTHERS DOWN JUST TO MAKE URSELF BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PISS ME OFF WITH YOUR ATTITUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED TO PUT up with you.&lt;br /&gt;but if you just wont put in the effort and humble urself..&lt;br /&gt;i think you're just going to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can make a fool of me. i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say i was the best.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt  IMPLY that i was the best.&lt;br /&gt;so it dont hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;i've been through more criticism than you.&lt;br /&gt;u can keep calling me those.&lt;br /&gt;but you knwo what?&lt;br /&gt;i'll just keep ignoring you until u get the hang of me ignoring you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think that i'm very reliable 'cos i keep all your secrets.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;EVERY&lt;br /&gt;SINGLE.&lt;br /&gt;TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I TRY.&lt;br /&gt;TO.&lt;br /&gt;TALK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;KEEP.&lt;br /&gt;INTERRUPTING.&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY SINGLE TIME I TRY TO GIVE YOU ADVICE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you NEVER listen.&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHAT'S THE POINT OF TELLING ME?!&lt;br /&gt;when you're sad and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i just listen&lt;br /&gt;even though i have problems of my own.&lt;br /&gt;BIG PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;you just dont seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;you even MAKE FUN OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you still call me your mom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're DISGUSTING in my sight.&lt;br /&gt;you weren't last time.&lt;br /&gt;but you are NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5555675606183090023?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5555675606183090023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5555675606183090023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5555675606183090023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5555675606183090023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-idiot-you-have-no-idea-how-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7078283118135723216</id><published>2008-05-09T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:27:35.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo WASSUP. haha anyway yesterday i was HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oKAY.&lt;br /&gt;1st.&lt;br /&gt;MATH TEST&lt;br /&gt;i FLUNKED&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;my last two questions probably wrong larh&lt;br /&gt;unless they have working marks&lt;br /&gt;then maybe can save like 1 - 2 marks.&lt;br /&gt;then PE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;mr sim had a meeting so  ms siew took over us&lt;br /&gt;then later we were supposed to run 3 rounds. those who run below 7 min will get treat by miss siew.&lt;br /&gt;but i was runin halfway then like dario waslike ' MAMA!!!! WAIT FO RME!!!'&lt;br /&gt;so i stupidly waited&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw kavern behind&lt;br /&gt;and dario was like&lt;br /&gt;eh wait for didi!&lt;br /&gt;so i was like jogging on the spot&lt;br /&gt;then kavern was STILL walking&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i gave up waiting&lt;br /&gt;so i jogged off first.&lt;br /&gt;then dario was like&lt;br /&gt;' AIYO!&lt;br /&gt;then he ran bckand grab kavern&lt;br /&gt;and run&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then bth of them were at my side&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;in the end after waiting alot of times&lt;br /&gt;then we were almost the last people to reach there&lt;br /&gt;but WHO CARES&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;bleah&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt; when i was walking past 1i i saw ms kong flash the answers there for them to do corrections&lt;br /&gt;i faintly rememberd some of my answers so  i dont rmb the points being the same.&lt;br /&gt;or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like&lt;br /&gt;i am SO busted.&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO&lt;br /&gt;i tel l you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then ms kong had sth todo  for about 15 min so she kept us worrying for 15 min&lt;br /&gt;15 min!!!&lt;br /&gt;then later she came back&lt;br /&gt;and aerisa and i were holding hands like. BREATHING&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt; HEE hooo HEEE Hooo HEEE hooo HEEE hooo&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;then later ms kong was like&lt;br /&gt; the highest in the class goes to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stupid poeple benny and kavenr :(&lt;br /&gt;went to say ' ELISABETH' but u know if i didnt get itt like very paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;then ms kong walk to aerisa there and i thot it was dario, kavern, yijing, yee ahn, aerisa.&lt;br /&gt;anybody but ME.&lt;br /&gt;but she put the paper on my table&lt;br /&gt;and my instant reaction was like&lt;br /&gt;' !!!! MSKONG YOU SURE U MARK CORREcT?'&lt;br /&gt;then the whole class clapping :D and benny and kavern i cld hear them&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i improved by only little bit&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;at least i beat 1i!(kenneth. 95%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aerisa was very sad even though she got 70+&lt;br /&gt;and its like an A1!&lt;br /&gt;then she started to cry&lt;br /&gt;so i brought her to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;then she told me everythin&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;she was verydisppointed with herself 'cos like her sis alwys get good marks&lt;br /&gt;and stuff liddat.and jw nv study as hard as her and took her notes and only gave her abck at 12. thenshe get higher than aerisa.&lt;br /&gt;so aerisa thought it was super unfair&lt;br /&gt;(which it is.. but... )&lt;br /&gt;so she washed her fce and we walked back to class.&lt;br /&gt;then she was still crying abit then we saw mr john and mr james there&lt;br /&gt;then like mr john was like ' aerisa are you alright? ' ( english accent) then he looked at me 'cos obviously she didnt want to answer.&lt;br /&gt;( she's crying!)&lt;br /&gt;so i was like  '''' erhm. she's upset by her marks'&lt;br /&gt;then he was like.. aerisa.. you cant always be the top&lt;br /&gt;and mr james said sometimes being 2nd is what makes you strive harder or STH liddat.&lt;br /&gt;i think that aerisa put too much on herself le&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then mr james say sth that i really think is truely true&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;he was like&lt;br /&gt;' mr john tells me that you are a VERY good presnter. and your sister is not .. she is AFRAID of prsenting. '&lt;br /&gt;and aerisa you're also good at sports but ur sister is not good in sports&lt;br /&gt;u can't keep comparing urself to her&lt;br /&gt;so aft that she cheered up&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;then math time!&lt;br /&gt;we watched family guy&lt;br /&gt;HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;very funn-eh&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we had english&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i got 2nd in class for compre&lt;br /&gt;32.5!&lt;br /&gt;/ 40&lt;br /&gt;CAN U BELIEVE IT&lt;br /&gt;i missed the top by 1 mark agaIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so pissed&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then my compo&lt;br /&gt;aiya dowan to say&lt;br /&gt;;( very lan.&lt;br /&gt;23/30&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SCHOOL LE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111&lt;br /&gt;went to cafe wit keller shumin joanna ziyi shaokai&lt;br /&gt;SHAOKaI!!!!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;you almost made me FART!&lt;br /&gt;X:&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;u like super funny&lt;br /&gt;imitating all those voices and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;and in the end i laugh so much i no more apetite to eat le.;(&lt;br /&gt;awaste my money&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went to the field to chit chat&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we bullied shaokai&lt;br /&gt;we threw his bag down the slope&lt;br /&gt;but we helped him retrieve aft that larh&lt;br /&gt;'cos after a few times he abit pissed&lt;br /&gt;so we all immediately went to apologise and give him bcak his stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we allsat down on the slope and talked.&lt;br /&gt;and ziyi and keller lie on shaokai&lt;br /&gt;apparenlty he very nice to lie on&lt;br /&gt;then we gave him advice about some people&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we started to talk&lt;br /&gt;he's seriously a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;but abit gay sometimes. bcos he keep screming&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but only in class&lt;br /&gt;out of class he's okay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and the nicest guy i EVER. met.&lt;br /&gt;probably the nicest girl tooo&lt;br /&gt;considerint the situation he was put in.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;then later we ahd to go&lt;br /&gt;so keller joanna and i Went to cafe to geta drinkt&lt;br /&gt;then keller treat s.kai to a drinkthen he very nice&lt;br /&gt;'cos he wait for us&lt;br /&gt;so faithfully&lt;br /&gt;even though his bus just passed by  him&lt;br /&gt;and like he had to wait for us to sl0wly walk down&lt;br /&gt;:9&lt;br /&gt;thanks shaokai&lt;br /&gt;and sorry joanna 'cos we pangseh u&lt;br /&gt;wit the bags.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;aiyo&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an idiot seh.&lt;br /&gt;like the bus super crowded.&lt;br /&gt;then i duno why&lt;br /&gt;but usually i will feel very embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not with friends.&lt;br /&gt;then later came home.&lt;br /&gt;and then my SONS! came online&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then talk abit&lt;br /&gt;but i had a bit of headache so i went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;today i'm going to s.k's bdae party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAOKAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're FINALLY 13!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7078283118135723216?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7078283118135723216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7078283118135723216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7078283118135723216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7078283118135723216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyo-wassup.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4111489687426042749</id><published>2008-05-08T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:21:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i promised to blog about my family( in hcis &lt;3)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.DARIO( eldest, the DARING one)&lt;br /&gt;you tall tan(sexy) and H-O-T&lt;br /&gt;:X HAAHA. i know you really like this compliment wor HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. jiayous for all ur studies PLEASE dont pangseh us for acsi THEY'RE NOT WORTHIT(: and i'm proudda you 'cos of all ur achievements(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.KAVERN( 2nd, the WEIRD&amp;amp;ENTERTAINING one)&lt;br /&gt;haha you very good entertainer you!&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you what's the song he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Momalicious is just so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;she will make you just so chuckylicious.&lt;br /&gt;she will feed you oreolicious fill with kavernlicious!&lt;br /&gt;(you missed ryan you fool!) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. RYAN( 3rd, the BLUR one)&lt;br /&gt;aiyo! you so blur :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seem very cute these days&lt;br /&gt;like very blur liddat.&lt;br /&gt;after you said in the bus when gerald was figuring the rubricks cube and you were figuring how to eat. HAHa. anyways CONGRATS on ur chinese. SERIOUSLY very proud of you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. GERALD ( my problem child, the SMART one)&lt;br /&gt;haha please!&lt;br /&gt;you are my ONLY HOPE. do NOT be corrupted. WALK AWAY from the temptation of listening HAHA. :&gt; anyway DO ME PROUD. actually i alr very proud... looking at your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER U 4!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MOTHER'S DAY IS COMIN :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (you realise theonly one i'm not proud of is KAVERN. but he's entertaining (:  so kinda proud in that area.)&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY ( jenna)&lt;br /&gt;u like very auntie&lt;br /&gt;you should be my auntie, not mama. no offence there&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;u my mommy how cum u scaared of butterfly?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;GRANDMA ( yijing)&lt;br /&gt;chu! chu! yijing yijing yijing&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i really like it seh&lt;br /&gt;you very nice&lt;br /&gt;very gracious&lt;br /&gt;not like mommy ( ahem) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;GREAT GRANDPA ( JOSIAH)&lt;br /&gt;haha you hor.&lt;br /&gt;so old alr still want to play so much&lt;br /&gt;still like yr carry you?&lt;br /&gt;AIYO TAKE CARE.&lt;br /&gt;:( later you hurt urself i cry seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 my family!!!!! ( in hcis) was never included in xhps. so HCIS &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and i sorta like the idea that i'm ur mom. ( d, k, r, g)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4111489687426042749?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4111489687426042749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4111489687426042749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4111489687426042749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4111489687426042749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-i-promised-to-blog-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3768293299387763424</id><published>2008-04-26T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:13:44.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KY. i &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you rock my world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( xhps friends you do too. but she's my best friend. be patient (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you cheer me up when nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;you cheer me up when everybody else breaks my day.&lt;br /&gt;you are one of a kind best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are so sensational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are so cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are just so adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know we fought alot back then. but its all over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now ur imperfections just make you all the more perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish that i could be you........ somehow.&lt;br /&gt;somehow not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&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;NADD VICKI MS YIN AND OTHER xhps FRIENDS ( including guys, you aint that bad:D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you all rock my world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you knwo how much i depend on you guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp when my NEW friends all insult me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knwo you wont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all know how much you mean to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HCIS people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah you dont rock that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abigail you rock. and yu're so cute ( : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AERISA you ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nashlie you're a nice guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BENNY YOU ARE SOO CUTE (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gerald.. you're a good problem child &gt;____&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOANNA you rock(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;julian... &lt;s&gt;i find you a bit irritating but who cares&lt;/s&gt; nothin to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YIJING YOU ARE A GOOD GRAND MOTHER (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shumin you rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dario... i'm a proud mama XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;david..... noth to say &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME : you suck :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jungwon you're so quiet!!! BUT SO CUTE TOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jenna....&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;exaggerating, scared, teacher's PET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wenjie haha you are cute SOMETIMES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yirong you &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;olivia you pretty cute person! ( girl) HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YIHUI YOU GORGEOUS CUTE PERSON!!!! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ariel you emo nice person HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo-emotional. emotional = have feelings have feelings = good so emo = good (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arwin you cute little mohawk guy!!! WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weiming HAHA you als0 very cute leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeeann.. yee ann... MARIA :) you so cuteleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KAVERN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you rockstar&gt;=( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make me laugh..hahaha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a half-proud mama (of you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weikai you IRRITATING FREAK but kinda cute sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tommy.. rrrrrrr XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chingyueh. yao jiang duo ying wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shaokai. GAY WOR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;russell...... you... not-hot- guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yunpeng..THE BALDY XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RYANNN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 3rd son:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you very sweet &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i'm done with dedications for my clas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1I. another time (:&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/4736786092704661696-3768293299387763424?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3768293299387763424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3768293299387763424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3768293299387763424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3768293299387763424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/ky.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-553793576154664715</id><published>2008-04-25T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:03:48.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired of all this CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;C-R-A-P&lt;br /&gt;so what if i changed?&lt;br /&gt;so i always have to be the supportive one. but the one that's not supported?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF SELFISH FREAKS YOU ALL ARE.&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL!?&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS NEED TO BE THERE FOR YOU,  I ALWAYS NEED TO DEFEND YOU. I ALWAYS NEED TO GIVE YOU ADVICE. I ALWAYS NEED TO SUPPORT YOU&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT DO YOU DO FOR ME !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just dump me aside when i'm talking&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel so freaking stupid&lt;br /&gt;you make me so embarrassed. YOU STUPID BUNCH OF STUCK UP SNOBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some quizess from vicki's blog&lt;br /&gt;vicki copyrightEd&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: NAME A FRIEND WHO'S NAMES STARTS WITH A 'S'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shumin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna's house lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT MESSAGE YOU RECEIVED SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha.. wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE CURLY HAIR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. VERY. i intend to use the straightener. but i'm scared that'll make me look bald ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE NEXT CONCERT YOU'RE GOING TO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHOS THE COOLEST PERSON IN YOUR LIFE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persons can? 6a 07 &amp;amp; my family lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT WORDS DO YOU SAY ALOT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie mee(lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID TO SOMEONE AND WHO WAS IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna(sis) erh. can i lie on ur bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q.DOYOUWATCH TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh. who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE, DONNIEDARKO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. never heard of it before too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: EVER BEEN HUNTING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not for animals. but for lost stuffs. yep duh. i'm very forgetful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my FANTASY future ( never gonna happen anyway )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, ''I LOVE YOU'' AND MEANT IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhm. to my family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHT NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying&amp;amp;revising&amp;amp;exercising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh. lots&lt;br /&gt;alibaba-birdbird-sunny-lizard-beth-eli-lis-elis-ellie-elizabeth-mama-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHO'S THE YOUNGEST ONE IN THE FAMILY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU CLEAN UP NICE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: LAST TIME YOU USED A SKATEBOARD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't use one. much less, have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU SLEPT BESIDES YOUR HOUSE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school. had a headache...during eng class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: EVER RUN OUT OF GAS ON THE ROAD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: BEST MOVIE YOU'VE SEEN IN THE PAST TWO WEEKS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said earlier. my memory isnt very good._______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: WHO DO YOU TRUST THE MOST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ky, Vicki, Huiying (: they rock my life &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: DO YOU THINK PEOPLE WHO COME UP WITH BRAIN DEAD QUIZZES ARE CRYING FOR HELP IN SOME TWISTED WAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhm. no? i think they're just bored ._____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) person you saw: sis&lt;br /&gt;2) talked to on the phone: daddy&lt;br /&gt;3) hugged: erhm. sis&lt;br /&gt;4) person you texted:Gerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) date: 26 April 08&lt;br /&gt;2) plans: Emo revise sleep eat&lt;br /&gt;3) dislikes about tomorrow:its the end of weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) missing someone: actually, someoneS. 6a07. i dont miss 1e08 some of them are ... nvm&lt;br /&gt;2) mood: depressed, tired and angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TRUE OR FALSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person:yeh.&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist:Depends&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: false&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my pajamas:false(:&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: Nope. been with them for 13 years.. waddya think._.&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid: Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I currently regret something that I have done:true&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn: duh.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret: Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to rip anymore. so haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to emo and do my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-553793576154664715?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/553793576154664715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=553793576154664715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/553793576154664715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/553793576154664715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-tired-of-all-this-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2633560606599169848</id><published>2008-04-22T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:41:09.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22.4.08          haiz&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt a good day.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking horrible today&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;during art... ms kong asked kavern who was doing work.&lt;br /&gt;then kavern said ' elisabeth and me (kavern)' then it was like......... ariel wanted to help. but&lt;br /&gt;1 . she didnt have ppt, so she cldnt write the script.&lt;br /&gt;2. she was told last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIKAI :&lt;br /&gt;- said he ' did the final editing ' but apparently 'cldnt send to us bcoz he didnt have internet'&lt;br /&gt;what kind of crap?! so rich go and buy a router larh.&lt;br /&gt;u go and sell one of ur hps. can buy alr.&lt;br /&gt;- had it in his thumbdrive BUT didnt pass to us even though he had .. .. i dont know how many days.&lt;br /&gt;- 'lost' his thumbdrive last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINGYUEH:&lt;br /&gt;-kavern dont tell him what to do. ( or explain)&lt;br /&gt;-is away from school most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;- transferred all the info from the file into ppt.&lt;br /&gt;- helped to add pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MANY MORE.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT THE !!! I STILL HAVE TO GO AND DO ANOTHER PPT!?&lt;br /&gt;HOW UNFAIR IS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;AND KAVERN DONT HAVE TO.&lt;br /&gt;I HELPED TOO OKAY.?!&lt;br /&gt;JUST BCOZ KAVERN IS THE LEADER.&lt;br /&gt;MS KONG TREATS HIM LIKE HE DID ALL THE WORK.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HECK.&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT BIASEDNESS.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;3.another incident of biasedness:&lt;br /&gt;presentation this morning&lt;br /&gt;i got 6/15.&lt;br /&gt;3 for eyecontact 3 for tone&lt;br /&gt;sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then _________ went up.&lt;br /&gt;and what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;got 6/15 TOO&lt;br /&gt;2 for eyecontact and 4 for tone&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!? _______ DIDNT EVEN HAVE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EYECONTACT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SPOKE BETTER?!&lt;br /&gt;BIASEDNESS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE _______________ HATES ME, YOUSHLD STILL BE FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;UR FAVOURTE STUDENT. WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; 4.i saw _____________ today.&lt;br /&gt;:( he looked pissed.&lt;br /&gt;he looked irritated.&lt;br /&gt;he looked at me as if i was the last thing on earth he would want to say.&lt;br /&gt;what about those words you told to me?&lt;br /&gt;i tried to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;you know how much courage i had to muster up just to say ' HI?'&lt;br /&gt;why'dya have to make me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;why'dya have to treat ariel so bad? even a simple 'hi' to ariel would be oky.&lt;br /&gt;why did you ahve to make me feel so embarrassed!?&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to make me feel so unwelcome. so unwanted?!&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNWANTED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;enough in SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIMME A BREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN I EVER TURN TO TO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; FEEL &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;UNWANTED&lt;/span&gt;!? LIKE I'M WANTED. LIKE I'M WELCOME.!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;and i disappointed myself.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to my stamina?&lt;br /&gt;this process is so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;esp with D____ teasing me about stuff that  i dont wanna be teased about.&lt;br /&gt;how'dya think i feel huh d______&lt;br /&gt; i thought you were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;whenever you just had a bad day. you take it out on me. i comfort you. i listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;i lend you a shoulder to cry on. and  you turn hyper. i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;then you start to tease me.&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE SAME CYCLE.&lt;br /&gt;STOP IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.today i was also supposed to go to yijing's house.&lt;br /&gt;but yijing and jenna were both doing their ppt. since their GROUP couldnt care enough to help.&lt;br /&gt;its sad.&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.on the bus home, i SERIOUSLY considered suicide.&lt;br /&gt;no not cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;SUICIDE.&lt;br /&gt;its........ scary.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that i would think about it before.&lt;br /&gt;before i reached sec1.&lt;br /&gt;everything in my life was still going right.&lt;br /&gt;turns out, my life wasnt ever so perfect before.&lt;br /&gt;suicide, now it dont seem so scary an option&lt;br /&gt;its a very tempting option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2633560606599169848?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2633560606599169848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2633560606599169848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2633560606599169848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2633560606599169848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/22.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8668693432316510346</id><published>2008-04-18T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:19:07.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY CAN'T I JUST BE LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO HURTING YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;like, everybody is just making use of you. or jsut PUTTING up with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you do things for people, and don get even a THANKS? or even a ENTHUSIASTIC SUPPORT ?!&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;its like. i never wish to understand how people feel.&lt;br /&gt;i DO. but i DON'T WANT TO&lt;br /&gt;IT JUST MAKES MY LIFE WORSE&lt;br /&gt;DAY BY DAY&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the week, i'll be dead.&lt;br /&gt;even before my exam.s&lt;br /&gt;there's just no more hope in my life.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm giving up too early on my life.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too lousy for anything.&lt;br /&gt;i've taken advantage of alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;THAT IRRITATING PERSON!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;every morning . have to come isit.&lt;br /&gt;every morning. have to call me that isit&lt;br /&gt;every day. act as if you're oh-so-good.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. SEEING YOU MAKES ME PUKE.&lt;br /&gt;good thing i wont be seeing you forever. since i'll be dead by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;just rmb that if you call me THAT agian. i'll NEVER &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; TALK TO YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8668693432316510346?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8668693432316510346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8668693432316510346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8668693432316510346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8668693432316510346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-cant-i-just-be-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-7558590773295377406</id><published>2008-04-14T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T05:13:17.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeheee. my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway&lt;br /&gt;i found this REALLY cool quiz on vicki's blog ( copyrighted vicki -._________________ + ) haha okay&lt;br /&gt;so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;1. whats your name spelt backwards?&lt;br /&gt; HTEBASILE. you can try to read it... good luck (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;... sleep . D-UH&lt;br /&gt;(what else could  i be doing?? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;.3. The last thing you downloaded onto your computer?&lt;br /&gt;a software? for a CREATIVE webcam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. i wouldnt want to anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you swam in a pool?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!._______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;do you REALLY need to know?&lt;br /&gt;school tee and pe shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many cars have you owned?&lt;br /&gt;.... none. but hope to have one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Type of music you dislike most?&lt;br /&gt;scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you registered to vote?&lt;br /&gt;duh not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have cable?&lt;br /&gt;yeap XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of computer do you use?&lt;br /&gt;brand? err the cpu is duno waht brand but the screen is JVC. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;never CALLEd. but always TOOK part. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;nope. i love everybody XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?&lt;br /&gt;... scaredof heights. dont evenBOTHER asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Furthest place you ever traveled?&lt;br /&gt;CHINA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Do you have a garden?&lt;br /&gt;YEAP its for GOLDIE to run around (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite comic strip?&lt;br /&gt;BABY BLUES &amp;amp; GET FUZZY XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you know all the words to the national anthem?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. 12 years in singapore hasnt been wasteD!!!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Shower, morning or night?&lt;br /&gt;BOTH. liketa feel fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Best movie you've seen in the past month?&lt;br /&gt;.... duno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite pizza toppings?&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Chips or popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What cell phone provider do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Singtel( not like u need to know anyway -..........-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?&lt;br /&gt; - never smoked. never intend to.&lt;br /&gt; - PEANUT SHELLS?!/1?!??!?! WHAT THE HECK._______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?&lt;br /&gt;nope... never'll be in one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Orange Juice or apple?&lt;br /&gt;APPLE.. d-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who were the last people you sat at lunch with?&lt;br /&gt;ollie and joanna (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. favorite chocolate bar?&lt;br /&gt;Dairy Milk!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is your longest friend and how long?&lt;br /&gt;GOD. eternity. &lt;33333!&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY. 12 years &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?&lt;br /&gt;Never ate one.ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever won a trophy?&lt;br /&gt;one? yes. two? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Favorite artist?&lt;br /&gt;errrh .&lt;br /&gt;song - duno.&lt;br /&gt;painting - no interst(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite computer game?&lt;br /&gt;None currently.(stopped since last year_)&lt;br /&gt;34. Ever ordered from an infomercial?&lt;br /&gt;huh?wads .. infomercial???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Sprite or 7-UP?&lt;br /&gt;7-up.. definitely.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work?To school?&lt;br /&gt; Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last thing you bought at Walgreens?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?no. since i have NO idea where walgreens is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. :(... in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?&lt;br /&gt;mone ( not equal to) happiness. waddya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. 'cos that would be LUST.&lt;br /&gt;how can you tell somebod's nice anyway.......(by first sight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Can exes just be friends?&lt;br /&gt;d-uh!! for me.. anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;My dad, office (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Did you have long hair as a young kid?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. i'm still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What message is on your voicemail machine?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Where would you like to go right now?&lt;br /&gt;somewhere, no where, everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was the name of your first pet?&lt;br /&gt;Lucy &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it?&lt;br /&gt;which bag? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Last incoming/outgoing call on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;incoming - Benny.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing - Benny.&lt;br /&gt;( he called me but i didnt pick up X: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What is one thing you are grateful for today?&lt;br /&gt;i am alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think about most?&lt;br /&gt;why i am still alive everyday? basically... emo stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-7558590773295377406?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7558590773295377406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=7558590773295377406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7558590773295377406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/7558590773295377406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/weeeheee.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8494692128154552427</id><published>2008-04-11T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T03:58:13.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEDICATING&lt;/span&gt; post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is dedicated to ms yin&lt;br /&gt;: MS Yin!&lt;br /&gt;i know that one of your family members is in a critical condition alr. but i just want you to know that 6A IS BEHIND YOU!&lt;br /&gt;even though you're in the front and you have to fight it by urself. 6a will be there to catch you if any disaster happens.&lt;br /&gt;i know you think that u are not appreciated. but you are our favourite teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i know that you are very sad or depressed or whatever. but you got to be strong. you got to perserver. even if he enters that door. you know that SOMEDAY you'll see him again.&lt;br /&gt;i hate seeing you so sad everyday&lt;br /&gt;'cos it just makes me feel more useless than i already am. useless in a sense that i cant cheer you up....&lt;br /&gt;when you always do cheer me up...&lt;br /&gt;thanks ms yin for everythin&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADHIRAH&lt;br /&gt;love you nad... you always cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;and well you make me hyper when you do&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm freaking emo these days. but well, its part of a process of growin up&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was over it long ago. but u know.&lt;br /&gt;all these confidence issues are taking a toll of me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just a different group of people&lt;br /&gt;you dont feel emo kayS?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i love you!!!&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;and i know you love me too&lt;33333 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAIYEE : lol&lt;br /&gt;i miss those butting-each-other days. i miss those days where we just jumped around and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss those silent moments too&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;it was exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;it was satisfying&lt;br /&gt;it was hyper&lt;br /&gt;it was everything i wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;your imperfections just make you perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICKI : &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;booyar!!! !&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;how's life ? tough huh.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;33! your sense of humour. its sO cutee111111&lt;br /&gt;haha. if u ever feel emo (hardly. your life's almost perfect)&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;33333 3you1!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelLER : you make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE ME LAUGH&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaahahha&lt;br /&gt;dont do stupid thigns even though you're angry/ sad / depressed wadever.&lt;br /&gt;u could juts tell me.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes JUST telling somebody would release the anger.&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUMIIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOu'Re LIKE NO OTHER FRIEND I EVER HAD&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THATS ALL I CAN Say xD oh yeah . i say&lt;br /&gt;GIVE UP ON TDH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;GO FOR HC!!!! XD AHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tatata&lt;br /&gt;dedications&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8494692128154552427?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8494692128154552427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8494692128154552427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8494692128154552427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8494692128154552427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/dedicating-post-this-is-dedicated-to-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-9072257798179953216</id><published>2008-04-10T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:43:23.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo . back to another update in the life of ME.&lt;br /&gt;another kinda-emo- post. again.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;starting with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;ever since THAT mrs _____ scolded me&lt;br /&gt;i've been avoiding her.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently she told ms ____ so i also decided to leave the two of them alone.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point? since you would be ' some time now or later ' get scolded AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;besides. it would save me the embarrassment of having YET another teacher disappointed&lt;br /&gt;list of teachers hating me :&lt;br /&gt;1. ms K___&lt;br /&gt;2.Mrs N-&lt;br /&gt;3.Mrs W____&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr S__&lt;br /&gt;5.. . .. . and lots more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to me?!&lt;br /&gt;what HAPPENEd. to the pupil that was on good terms with almost all the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TWIST OF FATE HAPPENED?!&lt;br /&gt;seems like everybody else is adapting well to sec life except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk abotu it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had swimming.&lt;br /&gt;oh great i can(t) dive.&lt;br /&gt;and --- --- JUST had to go and make fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like&lt;br /&gt;okay if MR S___ says it. not like i care. its a fact&lt;br /&gt;but you dont have to go and LAUGH at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L-A-U-G-H&lt;/span&gt; AT ME&lt;br /&gt;how in the world can you be so INSENSITIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;HOW IN THE WORLD CAN U BE SO HEARTLESS&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST S--- --- HAS THE COURTESY TO NOT LAUGH AND ACT AS IF NOTHING HAPPANED.&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU EVEN KNOW THAT THATS LIKE MY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEAKEST&lt;/span&gt; POINT?! !?!?!? SO WHAT IF YOU'RE BONE SKINNY. NOT LIKE I CARE. AT FIRST I THOUGHT YOU WERE INNOCENT. TURNS OUT. YOU THINK SO HIGHLY OF YOURSELF THAT NOBODY REALLY BOTHERS TO BE AROUND YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THATS WHY YOU SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S-U-C-K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you eng aint very good. so i spelt it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a prettty angry post.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;keller you rock my world&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SO CUTE SEH&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;thats why i laugh until siao alr&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i'll link u as soon as i can? (:&lt;br /&gt;as well as sauching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hAVE I MENTIONED? we were playing&lt;br /&gt;truth &lt;s&gt;or&lt;/s&gt;and truth today  super fun larh!&lt;br /&gt;hen shuminrevealed sth&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then lter when dummy walked past - i was high -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TDH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then yr came in and in and i was like ' D!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah btw TDH = talkative dark hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding&lt;br /&gt;ya'll shld know what it stand for&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i've spilled enouggh&lt;br /&gt;is that what u wanted. KAVERN?&lt;br /&gt;=elisabeth&lt;br /&gt;(not like you can do anything)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-9072257798179953216?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/9072257798179953216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=9072257798179953216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/9072257798179953216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/9072257798179953216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/heyo.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4398640785588367837</id><published>2008-04-04T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:59:44.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going to snap&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so useless. so busy. so forgotten. so USED.&lt;br /&gt;i know. whats me problem huh.&lt;br /&gt;i  aint worth anythin.&lt;br /&gt;oh great.&lt;br /&gt;i'm blaming my emotions all on sports day.&lt;br /&gt;just incase anybody didnt know. it was sports day. but i doubt anybody would wanna know . . . . my blog's hardly read.&lt;br /&gt;well its not a good feeling. but what can i do?  be the irritating jerk going round and saying ' VISIT MY BLOG AND TAG!!!'&lt;br /&gt;-.- wadever . i tried that already. never worked out.&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;its so discouraging you know?&lt;br /&gt;okay so what i've been involved in 200m, 400m, 4X100m before?&lt;br /&gt;apparently to some people i'm just useless . . . .&lt;br /&gt;apparently they've never met me before. how would they even know tht i couldnt run?&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not blaming ms kong for not choosing me. i'm blaming SOMEBODY for making fun of me and telling me that i'm just an ass.&lt;br /&gt;wadevre. its not like i care. i get that kind of comments all the time.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i do, i go home and i lock myself up in some corner and cry myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and the next day i go to school acting like its all right and i get hurt again&lt;br /&gt;its such a familiar cycle its almost like a routine.&lt;br /&gt;yeah u might think after a while it goes away.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! i HATE jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate myself for having jealousy&lt;br /&gt;i see all their medals shining in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck .. .. argh!&lt;br /&gt;shocker for all :  i used to have a medal of sports. and well, my only medal. i'm not realy good at studies. .... not a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;i wish that ican just curl up in a corner. and hopefully-die...&lt;br /&gt;no more busy schedules.&lt;br /&gt;no more having to let people down(muchless,myself)&lt;br /&gt;no more having to put up with criticsm and acting like its all right&lt;br /&gt;no more having people yell and shout at me&lt;br /&gt;no more having people forgetting who i am and thinking i'm just ' oh that ass in our class right?'&lt;br /&gt;no more having people USING me for the benefit.&lt;br /&gt;no more having people making fun of me. trying to use every single thing against me&lt;br /&gt;no more having to act good&lt;br /&gt;no more having to live life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4398640785588367837?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4398640785588367837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4398640785588367837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4398640785588367837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4398640785588367837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-going-to-snap.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-6075866294860972960</id><published>2008-03-28T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:21:11.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28/3/08 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period : SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;borrinngg-.-&lt;br /&gt;have hw as USUAL. haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after science was PE; swimming XD&lt;br /&gt;hhahha.&lt;br /&gt;actually ihad BUTTERFLIES ( haha jenna ) in my stomach.then i told myself ' its okay, its gonna be fun'&lt;br /&gt;then it was like REALLY FUN !&lt;br /&gt;aND THANK GOD! ALL THE GIRLS WERE TAUGHT BY MS SIEW&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;ms siew's soo nicee.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that.&lt;br /&gt;we ended like 20 min earlhy&lt;br /&gt;then went to change./ bathe / shower/ wash hair.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;so cool but i gotshampoo in my eyes -.- ):&lt;br /&gt;then later wrapped the towel roudn my hair and then went to put my shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;wah so nice siia.&lt;br /&gt;the floor is carpeted de loh&lt;br /&gt;and sommore the sun so hot/ cooling.&lt;br /&gt;u know&lt;br /&gt;when its hot + coolingHAH.&lt;br /&gt;then my hair was like WET.&lt;br /&gt;and like SO COOLIng LARH.&lt;br /&gt;but my calf muscles were like HURTING.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah olivia you look good in ur swim suit dont have such a low self esteem -.- ):&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;figured that all the guys finished CHANGING / bathing&lt;br /&gt;well technicalyly they just pull of their pants jump into the shower come out put on their clothes and BAM! they go off XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then went to recess.&lt;br /&gt;ate economical rice.&lt;br /&gt;the wind was like blowing at my head&lt;br /&gt;SO COOLING!&lt;br /&gt;yay thanks joanna u told me to cut my hair haha.&lt;br /&gt; ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hor. aft that we had HISTORy&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;hist so fun&lt;br /&gt;then haha we were all sitting in the classroom&lt;br /&gt;then i had the towel wrapped roun my neck&lt;br /&gt;duno why&lt;br /&gt;just foudn it cooling AHHA.&lt;br /&gt;then lte rms kong came in&lt;br /&gt;then i stood up to greet her first&lt;br /&gt;then i STILL had the towel round my neck !! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then i pulled it off t hen everybody stood up.XD&lt;br /&gt;so fun lrah!&lt;br /&gt;ms kong u rock! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;( oh yeah she gave us minie lollipops. i traded my cola with yirong for an apple) haha&lt;br /&gt;then later had MATH&lt;br /&gt;MRS KOH! WHEN ARE U COMIN BACK&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;ms choy ( or ms chio, according to russell'icious' HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;okay larh but she dont explain as well as you doo!&lt;br /&gt;:( oh yeah congrats with the twin GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL POWER YO XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;okay then later had enlgish&lt;br /&gt;HAHA MRS WONG DIDNT COME&lt;br /&gt;so fun larh&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah u know dario, kavern and benny have the same phone? SO COOL HOR.&lt;br /&gt;they call it ' the brotherhood phone'&lt;br /&gt;:'( i'm not included anymore??!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then talked alot alot ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I HAVNT EVN FINISHED THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;---- went to the cnateen but wasnt hungry-----&lt;br /&gt;went to the field.----&lt;br /&gt;then saw ollie and joanna practicing for sports day&lt;br /&gt;then they went to rest&lt;br /&gt;then yr, yp, shumin, zy, all come to cheer them, along with me ofcos&lt;br /&gt;butten they didnt run.&lt;br /&gt;:( not like properly&lt;br /&gt;AHA.&lt;br /&gt;then later hor.&lt;br /&gt;they had math&lt;br /&gt;so ollie and I waited in the 1Ex. clsas room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha gerALD u GOT surprise tmr,.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. monday&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then hor she was like peeping out of the window&lt;br /&gt;XD i cant describe everythin here 'cos it would be exposin everything that we talked about&lt;br /&gt;okay so aft their math we went down to the field AGAIn.&lt;br /&gt;then saw the HCI band!&lt;br /&gt;WAH THEY SUPER GOOD SEH.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;and then one guy in the front was triyng not to smile&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;'cos we clapped aft every performance.&lt;br /&gt;russell, zy, yr, ollie, joanna, shumin, I&lt;br /&gt;then i saw aheM ahem!&lt;br /&gt;then theywereall like ' ----!'&lt;br /&gt;then i ran away.&lt;br /&gt;:( i know he will be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;he always is&lt;br /&gt;then later yr was like ' i swear! he kept lokoing at me!'&lt;br /&gt;then iwas like ' hands! --- -- ---!'&lt;br /&gt;Haaha&lt;br /&gt;then we ran one round&lt;br /&gt;then listend to somemore band&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;XD its not even in detail&lt;br /&gt;but alot of personal stuffs&lt;br /&gt;some stuff, hiding from xhps friends&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-6075866294860972960?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6075866294860972960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=6075866294860972960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6075866294860972960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6075866294860972960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/28308-xd-1st-period-science-borrinngg.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2599147039674684190</id><published>2008-03-26T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T04:06:25.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;CLOUD &lt;/span&gt;HAS A &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;SILVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LINING.&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKGOD!&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/4736786092704661696-2599147039674684190?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2599147039674684190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2599147039674684190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2599147039674684190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2599147039674684190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2799539596622464172</id><published>2008-03-25T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:19:24.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;UNCLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ETHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU'RE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E.T.rocketO-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had a pet rocket thingo&lt;br /&gt;haha quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;then from 9.50-10.20 had recess&lt;br /&gt;then i was waiting wif jenna, aerisa, yijing and yeeahn.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw HIM.&lt;br /&gt;standing just there.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like gaping&lt;br /&gt;HIM! two days! straight.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently,maybe this could be my last.&lt;br /&gt;then HE.saw me and was like ' what?' - i hate you 'cos you disgust me and you suck- kinda look.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like uhm ' hi'-waves-&lt;br /&gt;*sad smile*&lt;br /&gt;aft that, i went back to LT and like my whole world CRASHED.only yesterday, he told me that he . . . .didnt hate me .&lt;br /&gt;and today? he just said it all.&lt;br /&gt;Waht is he doing?&lt;br /&gt;i'm NOT for ur use.&lt;br /&gt;yet whenever you say 'thsoe things' its like, i cant stop mysef from feeling appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;then after that we were going to launch the rocket.&lt;br /&gt;soO we went toO the hci field&lt;br /&gt;and launched it&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was wet.&lt;br /&gt;;X&lt;br /&gt;andi LA?UNCHED. the thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so COOL!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;;X&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the LT.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;maybe i AM. jealous of HER.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i'm EVER. going to patch up with HER.&lt;br /&gt;then i went out to ps with shumin, kav, obaja, josiah and ryan&lt;br /&gt;HAHAa.&lt;br /&gt;they're very fun to be withXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slept on the train home&lt;br /&gt;and tada~ XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2799539596622464172?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2799539596622464172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2799539596622464172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2799539596622464172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2799539596622464172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-uncle-ethan-youre-21-p.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-8798473153353447439</id><published>2008-03-24T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:53:40.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY? WHY? WHY??!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU HAVE the SINGLEST BIT OF EMPATHY, OR EQUALITY?!&lt;br /&gt;WHATS UP WITH THE DISCRIMINATION&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE JUST A GOOD-FOR-NOTHING SPOILT BRAT! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY SHE FAVORS YOU . WHATS SO GOOD ABOUT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. u like to insult people.&lt;br /&gt;2.you discriminate.&lt;br /&gt;3. you suck&lt;br /&gt;4. u keep having to remind people abt their appearances&lt;br /&gt;how they look SUCKY on that day&lt;br /&gt;WHATS SO GOOD ABOUT THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM&lt;br /&gt;i've had ENOUGH OF UR CRAPPING&lt;br /&gt;WHATS UR PROBLEM!?&lt;br /&gt;i was there for you throughout the last term,&lt;br /&gt;i comforted you&lt;br /&gt;i helped you wif HER.&lt;br /&gt;i helped you with PROBLEMS&lt;br /&gt;and THIS?! is how u REPAY ME&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU JUST SO UNFAIR??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reall y want to  return back to p6&lt;br /&gt;dont care what the loh! would have done to me / us&lt;br /&gt;i just DOnt WAnt to have these kind of horrible people, esp GUYS aroudn me.&lt;br /&gt;they SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUCK!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they SUCK! they Just dO!&lt;br /&gt;6a07 u know what i love about you? we dont CRITICISE eachother.&lt;br /&gt;at least not in front of their FACE&lt;br /&gt;okay fine&lt;br /&gt;we dONt.&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;this is how it works.&lt;br /&gt;1e08 GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOT OF THAT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8798473153353447439?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8798473153353447439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8798473153353447439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8798473153353447439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8798473153353447439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-why-why-dont-you-have-singlest-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-911386347137533517</id><published>2008-03-22T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:07:35.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it has come down to this huh.&lt;br /&gt;thati'm just the pathetic,good-for-nothing, backstabbing, action, proud, stupid girl  ? just a furniture standing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;a piece of useful furniture.&lt;br /&gt;for YOU??&lt;br /&gt;what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;gee,thanks alot for that.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel NO better than what i'm feelingabout myself now.&lt;br /&gt;like i'm a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;like i want to just curl up and die&lt;br /&gt;like i have no purpose on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;i have no talents.&lt;br /&gt;or even if i had.&lt;br /&gt;it no longer exists.&lt;br /&gt;i have no good things abotu me.&lt;br /&gt;i bet that even if my best friend had to file in a report on me, she would find nothing good to write about me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a tough life&lt;br /&gt;gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;i already feel bad enoguh about mysef.&lt;br /&gt;what you said, hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;smack into my face.&lt;br /&gt;i really feel as if the past term of work is just.. useless.&lt;br /&gt;do you REALLY know how i feel now?&lt;br /&gt;i was just having some boosting self-esteem moment and you RUINED IT.&lt;br /&gt;i suck.&lt;br /&gt;so waht?&lt;br /&gt;waht can i do about my pathetic self?&lt;br /&gt;its not as if i dont want to change it.&lt;br /&gt; i ... thought you were my FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you dont know what it means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-911386347137533517?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/911386347137533517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=911386347137533517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/911386347137533517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/911386347137533517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-it-has-come-down-to-this-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5354480417931779513</id><published>2008-03-20T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:01:45.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where were you guys when i needed you the most? its all excuses and excuses again AND again. i just acted as if i'm totally fine with it because i didnt want to start another fight. not after olivia.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? it doesnt pay off. people just take advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I DONT TAKE INTEREST IN THESE WORLDLY THINGS ANYMORE?&lt;br /&gt;. not neoprints. not accessories to signify friendship. not you.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were my dream friend, somebody to rely on, somebody to study with, to laugh with, to have fun with. turns out, you only wanted to have fun. how can best friends be like that?&lt;br /&gt;how can best friends be like thaT? best friends go throughout the hardest times together. turns out, i've nothing to rely on. back in school, except God. 'cos , simply, nobody cares about me.&lt;br /&gt;everybody just cares about what use i am to them. if i'm of no use, dump aside.&lt;br /&gt;nobody understands what i'm going through . a tough change and a resistance of temptation.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY understands, at least not somebody from where i go to. its like, i'm ALONE. i turn to God for help, but turns out, maybe this is just a test of my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really disappointed after what happened today. but i'm just trying to control myself, from slapping you, from fighting with you, as the old me would have done. Even the GUYS would be better friends than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, disappointed and let down.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is how it should be. but its all about sacrifice. right?&lt;br /&gt;-elisabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5354480417931779513?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5354480417931779513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5354480417931779513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5354480417931779513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5354480417931779513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-were-you-guys-when-i-needed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3499336044387785374</id><published>2008-03-11T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:44.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R9d5CteWGdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ekIpkRFQeCY/s1600-h/GOLDIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176739384159246802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R9d5CteWGdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ekIpkRFQeCY/s320/GOLDIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE FOUND HER WE FOUND HER !! :D tha'ts goldie. my beloved doggie.! :D a cross between a hound and sths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i, found that there was a hole in my umbrella and called joanna out to fetch me home (: thanks jo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then aft that we were walking back and i saw goldie. just sitting there, in the rain, almost crying. ( look alike!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was like ' joanna?! isnt that GOLDIE?!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i saw her blue collar and i knew it was her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then joanna turned and SAW goldie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then goldie stared at us with unbelieving eyes. i think she was looking for nikki, our neighbour's dog, which died a few days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we knelt down and gestured fo rher to come ove.r and she RAN towards us. ahem. - sprinted-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then aft that we were so happy. and she was  running around us, barking like mad. super loud. but she got a cough. maybe bad food over the past 3 days. and its been raining, so u know how much she stinks. but I DONT CARE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we FOUND HER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND TAHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATTERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D i'm so happy!!!:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then aft that all 3 of us ran home. and then timothy came out and said ' GOLDIE!! U THERE?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he musthave heard =D  then he ran out in the rain to open the gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he refilled her water bowl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we patted her ( too stinky to hug hahas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we heated up rice + broccolli fo rher :D then phoned my mama then told her that ' WE fOUnd GOLdIE!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=d then later went up and HERE I AM :D GOLDIE LLUVS YA!&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/4736786092704661696-3499336044387785374?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3499336044387785374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3499336044387785374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3499336044387785374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3499336044387785374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-found-her-we-found-her-d-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R9d5CteWGdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ekIpkRFQeCY/s72-c/GOLDIE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-9117123599320205996</id><published>2008-03-06T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T03:51:14.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pressure really sucks. well that's what  I get. for being the friendly always-there-for-you kinda person.being the i'm - so - willing ........ available person. but if thats me. its not wrong right ? but somehow i think i'm crumbling under the pressure. of all the expectations. of not me alone. of the teachers. haiz. mainly me. its like i'm so messy. its like i've lost my position  as the initiator. i'm not going to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            'im JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha'ts why i'm so sucky. that's why i keep fighting with olivia. and i just wont have the humility to apologize, and make everything all right.  i feel tht i'm ALWAYS the one who has to give in. regardless at home or at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that i'm really going to break down during the march hols. i want to go out, yet i want to revise and go for the youth camp. and still i wont budge to make a timetable. sucky huh.&lt;br /&gt;see how unorganized i am? see how i'm not the initiater anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions :&lt;br /&gt;- when john initiated a class outing every month, i felt jealousy. 'cos usually I will be theone who initiates. i felt guilty too. 'cos i didnt even think of anything. usually i'll be all hyper to gO out. and its like. 6a 07 has faded away and is (not at the back, but not at the front too ) ofmy brain. i want to killmyself. as in not physically as . in a breakdown. and start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;its like i keep wanting to hang out with 1E08 people. but one thing that i'll miss about 6a 07 is the simplicity of friendship. and the always being th ere for each other. the enthusiasm.(: 6a 07. even though i might not love you as much as i did, i still have feelings for everyone of you. and every single one of you has my sincerest apologies and i still love you. just that ... i cant love 2 classes at one time. and manage my studies. and since i'm going to spend the next 6 years of my life with my calss, i choose them. i hope you wont hate me. and i still love 6a 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i fougth with olivia and i deleted her. i'm sorry olivia. i'm apologizing now. so if you're reading this. i'm sorry. i suddenly think that ... i'm really stupid. all along i've juts been JEALOUS. J-E-A-L-O-U-S...&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to forgive me. i accept that. and i will bear no grudges. but neither will i ever talk to you again.&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;-dieing.&lt;br /&gt;elisabeth. ... if i'm not in school tomorrow, it probably means i'm dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-9117123599320205996?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/9117123599320205996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=9117123599320205996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/9117123599320205996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/9117123599320205996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/pressure-really-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-3207843559274934262</id><published>2008-03-04T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:49.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY PICTURES FOR 28/9th feburary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oEpycPRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2b3t645VWdE/s1600-h/wenjie+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173835607320575250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oEpycPRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2b3t645VWdE/s320/wenjie+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WENJIE AND ME :D he was enthusiastic about it and went ' i take pic with elis!' then i was. like.. OKAY! then click! shumin's finger pressed the button :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oFZycPSI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HGUd3h_8vxo/s1600-h/with+the+shore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173835620205477154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oFZycPSI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HGUd3h_8vxo/s320/with+the+shore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JUNGWON&lt;33 href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oF5ycPTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yivilF7ZOiY/s1600-h/YEEAHN!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173835628795411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oF5ycPTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yivilF7ZOiY/s320/YEEAHN!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEE AHN OH YEE AHN :P SUPER CUTE &lt; href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80nb5ycPMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/hPn12iQJVWI/s1600-h/shaokai+and+shumin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173834907240905922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80nb5ycPMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/hPn12iQJVWI/s320/shaokai+and+shumin.JPG" border="0" /&gt; SHAOKAI -.- ( a.k.a. gay) AND SHUMIN&lt;333333~ href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80ncZycPNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZKnOHaewZ6E/s1600-h/shaokai+and+weiming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173834915830840530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80ncZycPNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZKnOHaewZ6E/s320/shaokai+and+weiming.JPG" border="0" /&gt; SHAOKAI AND WEIMING POSING FOR US :D HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80nc5ycPOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GwPqPbg6UK4/s1600-h/shaokai+looking+constipated.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173834924420775138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80nc5ycPOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GwPqPbg6UK4/s320/shaokai+looking+constipated.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHAOKAI ! go find a TOILET! dont do it HERE! we dun wanna see it!&lt;br /&gt;( worst part is that i'm sitting BEHIND him! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80ndpycPQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/u5z3j63kS1U/s1600-h/wee!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173834937305677058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80ndpycPQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/u5z3j63kS1U/s320/wee!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay larh i was being zilian so i insisted that alot of the photos included me inside. then i decided on this pose :D HAHA but the scenery relly nice and btw it just rained so it was nice and cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iBJycPHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YBHGyjGCefo/s1600-h/haiya!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173828950121266290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iBJycPHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YBHGyjGCefo/s320/haiya!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA I TOOK THIS BY ACCIDENT U KNOW SO COOL RIHGTS :D (shaokai being bullied by people to carry their bags)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iBpycPII/AAAAAAAAAJE/Zf4hGsmISdM/s1600-h/helpful+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173828958711200898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iBpycPII/AAAAAAAAAJE/Zf4hGsmISdM/s320/helpful+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MS KONG &lt;333 href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iCJycPJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PDSFwRXV7Mk/s1600-h/helpful+shaokai+and+tommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173828967301135506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iCJycPJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PDSFwRXV7Mk/s320/helpful+shaokai+and+tommy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; shaokai being a guai person and helping weiming&lt;br /&gt;+ tommy -rawr-&lt;br /&gt;u know during math lesson one day, shaokai was like picking up stuffs for people who dropped their things. then mrs koh was like ' actually hor. shaokai ... even though he dont show it. actually he's quite a nice guy' then the whole class erupted in laughter / coughing :P and then we all said ' BUT HE's NOT STRAIGHT!':D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iCpycPKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w4jHJQLizlY/s1600-h/jenna+and+aerisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173828975891070114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iCpycPKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w4jHJQLizlY/s320/jenna+and+aerisa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JENNA AND AERISA :D two skinny poots who are pretty&amp;amp; gorgeous. &lt;3333! href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iC5ycPLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rA2S0gN756Y/s1600-h/ohh+yeeaah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173828980186037426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80iC5ycPLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rA2S0gN756Y/s320/ohh+yeeaah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH BABY I LOVETHIS ONE . i was like ' GIMME SOME LAUVE!' then all of them were like.. ' AHAHHAHA ELII!!!!'then ariel put the loser sign above me :'( i pouted at her aft that then she apologized. HWA HWA HWA HWA !!! CHONG CHONG CHONG CHONG !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80flpycPCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_KnjcekYlZA/s1600-h/cute+abby+and+joanna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826278651608098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80flpycPCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_KnjcekYlZA/s320/cute+abby+and+joanna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CUTTTTTEEEE ABIGAIL!!! And PRETTY JOANNA&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fl5ycPDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AVDkmdENCss/s1600-h/fOOD+oh+glorious+good.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826282946575410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fl5ycPDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AVDkmdENCss/s320/fOOD+oh+glorious+good.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we went to subway so we were eating. then before that we wanted to take a pic of the food. buten jenna was like ' EEKS! NO NICE LARH!' then took us posing with the food.. uhm. we're missing yijing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fmZycPEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_7xmqOuN9CA/s1600-h/gerald+rollerskating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826291536510018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fmZycPEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_7xmqOuN9CA/s320/gerald+rollerskating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GERALD!!! U KNOW U FELL DOWN AND SCRATCHED UR KNEE AND BLOOD CAME OUT! and uknow what? u dont even KNOW how to wipe it with WET TISSUE -.- hopeless seh.i had to do it for u u know. then ariel called me a mother -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fmpycPFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OJdToruBESY/s1600-h/HAHA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826295831477330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fmpycPFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OJdToruBESY/s320/HAHA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kavern was suposed to be in this shot. butten he 's out of it :'( ah well too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fnJycPGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6QFaLu3SqDg/s1600-h/haha+the+lane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826304421411938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80fnJycPGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6QFaLu3SqDg/s320/haha+the+lane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the BOWLING ALLEY !!! WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dgZycO9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/G1xrNsXxhvs/s1600-h/BOWLING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173823989434039250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dgZycO9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/G1xrNsXxhvs/s320/BOWLING.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THAT'S JENNA / ME :D &lt;33bowling href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dg5ycO-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/BH8TlwEJVBc/s1600-h/class+pic+1..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173823998023973858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dg5ycO-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/BH8TlwEJVBc/s320/class+pic+1..JPG" border="0" /&gt; CLASS PHOTO! uhm. i was the one who insisted on the james bond post for the girls. :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dhZycO_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cOf0pQkdPVs/s1600-h/class+pic+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173824006613908466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dhZycO_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cOf0pQkdPVs/s320/class+pic+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay i love it. how the monkeys/ guys are hanging out from all over HWAHWAHWAHWA! CHONG CHONG CHONG CHONG! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dh5ycPAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/r_UkhhTu93I/s1600-h/class+pic+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173824015203843074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80dh5ycPAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/r_UkhhTu93I/s320/class+pic+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + ms kong and mr chye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80diZycPBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5kKniKlxHuo/s1600-h/class+pic+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173824023793777682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80diZycPBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5kKniKlxHuo/s320/class+pic+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + mr sim and ms kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bUJycO5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/fLMisI9DF3I/s1600-h/ahaha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173821579957386130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bUJycO5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/fLMisI9DF3I/s320/ahaha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahahahahahhahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bUpycO6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cz6L_xPUVRA/s1600-h/ARIEL+LEARNING+TO+ROLLERSKATE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173821588547320738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bUpycO6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cz6L_xPUVRA/s320/ARIEL+LEARNING+TO+ROLLERSKATE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ARIEL !!!! like a baby who lernt how to walk ... onskates hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bVJycO7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/doxjqpu7Elo/s1600-h/BAGS!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173821597137255346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bVJycO7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/doxjqpu7Elo/s320/BAGS!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; email ( i duno how to spell his name :X ) and his bag and dario and his bag. BAGGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bVpycO8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/EnKgQBB1nMU/s1600-h/BOOOWWLLLING!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173821605727189954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80bVpycO8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/EnKgQBB1nMU/s320/BOOOWWLLLING!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BOWLING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT A WATCH AND A RIng :D totally same with SHUMIN! I LOVE YOU shumin!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( pictures courtesy of YIJING&lt;33!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-3207843559274934262?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3207843559274934262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=3207843559274934262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3207843559274934262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/3207843559274934262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-pictures-for-289th-feburary.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R80oEpycPRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2b3t645VWdE/s72-c/wenjie+and+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-355819251148517661</id><published>2008-03-04T01:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:38:31.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe its my fault. but i've always been around people who dont care. so why shld you? or rather. why s.hld i?&lt;br /&gt;but then again. look at the people you're MIXING around with. they're also sucky. but inFRONT of YOU they are angel.s in front of me all those horrible stuffs spill out.    it SUCKS OKAY?!?&lt;br /&gt;JUST GIVE IT A REST. U CALL ME RUDE I DONT CARE. U JUST WATCH watever u do.&lt;br /&gt;u just make me feel as if you hate me. then aft a while, you dont.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS UP WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;this morning when u talked tO me i saw that smile. oh it aint working okay?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU SUCKK!! ( differnt person)&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. since i'm a 'HEARTLESS' [b][i][u]!!![/u][/i][/b] PERSON. i shldnt be bloggint about you rihgt? but because i'm actually NICE i shall crap about you.&lt;br /&gt;you're a lie-r. you suck. you just want tohurt people. you are irritating you are act cute. you are very aimei. you are a FLIRT. you suck. BIG TIME okaY? &lt;br /&gt;so just butt out of my life. i dont care. i dont need you. you are nothing to me.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ! the best day of my life worh! :D&lt;br /&gt;so nice&lt;br /&gt;pics uploaded another time&lt;br /&gt;- bought a watch ($10 :'( )and then it's the same as SHUMIN'S!&lt;br /&gt;- played truth or dare which isnt really truth or dare with fun people without THEM. &lt;br /&gt;- they skipped class so yay! i have sth to blame them.&lt;br /&gt;- went to FORT canning park&lt;br /&gt;- I'm an ELEPHANT :D&lt;br /&gt;-got a ride home from jenna's MOM hehe ;d &lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;pics of east coast park stuff  are on the next post :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-355819251148517661?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/355819251148517661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=355819251148517661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/355819251148517661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/355819251148517661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/03/maybe-its-my-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4808087701249146998</id><published>2008-02-29T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:05:59.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay people ytd rodcked :D&lt;br /&gt;sooo muhc okay?&lt;br /&gt;okay we went to ECP and i ate SUBWAY for my VERY FIRST TIME&lt;br /&gt;it was ......... okay&lt;br /&gt;and then later walked a little bit&lt;br /&gt;then scolded gerald 'cos he didnt use the tissue to dab dab his scratches. :X HEHE&lt;br /&gt;then went to the BOWLING ALLEY&lt;br /&gt;at first i waas so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;then even worse, the others came in, so i was like.. uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that i bowled&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN&lt;br /&gt;then had 3 games&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;then time was up:(&lt;br /&gt;then went back&lt;br /&gt;then aft that went out&lt;br /&gt;actaully olivia and yihui wanted to follow us butten we were like... errh okay? then they just went off so ... ah well i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;then went to HEEren to 'take neoprint's&lt;br /&gt;butten the shop not open&lt;br /&gt;so went to cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;or sth lidat&lt;br /&gt;then went to take NEOPRINTS(:.&lt;br /&gt;then later went down to the foodcourt and ate :D wan ton mee&lt;br /&gt;then later did homework&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS JUST THE SHORT VERSION OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;'cos right now i have to revise.&lt;br /&gt;(: okay&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye&lt;br /&gt;pics will be uploaded later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4808087701249146998?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4808087701249146998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4808087701249146998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4808087701249146998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4808087701249146998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-people-ytd-rodcked-d-sooo-muhc.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4814232996345820939</id><published>2008-02-22T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:11:11.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY&lt;br /&gt;3 things to post about today&lt;br /&gt;1. KY!!!&lt;br /&gt;dear ky,&lt;br /&gt;             Thanks for those wonderful memories that we had over those two fun-packed years.... i really miss you. i SO wish that we were in the same school... ofcourse, i do wish we were in MY school but anyway :P&lt;br /&gt; you were always there to cheer me up whenever i had a low-self esteem or just needed somebody to lean on... i could always count on you. thankyou.. i'm sorry if i've let u down in anyway way...&lt;br /&gt;urs, ELISABETH&lt;br /&gt;we had a birthday party at her house&lt;br /&gt;i ended school at 2.10 and i immediately RUSHED to catch the first bus and mrt...&lt;br /&gt;sorry JEnna, if u wanted to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;then iwent to meet ck and dilon and a few of their yuying friends.&lt;br /&gt;but the two of them were waiting for ms yin&lt;br /&gt;and when msyin finally came we rushed over to precious thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we wrote a card impromptu&lt;br /&gt;then later we went to rent a movie, - at the shop thiru called me and asked to go... last minute yo HAHA&lt;br /&gt;then we went to ky's house&lt;br /&gt;HAHA dilon flagged a taxi when we wanted to take bus so.. thiru ck dilon and me squeezed into the back and ms yin directed the driver-o-&lt;br /&gt;then later met up with ky and jessie at the guardpost&lt;br /&gt;then went to watch the movie&lt;br /&gt;meet the fockers&lt;br /&gt;erbit pervertic but........&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then at 5, dilon had to go for tuition butten ms yin stopped him 'cos she wanted him to hug teck hwee.&lt;br /&gt;and teck hwee was so slow :(&lt;br /&gt;so dilon went at 5.15&lt;br /&gt;then we were all so mad at teck hwee that we planned a beat-teckhwee-up thing.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;we hid behind the door and then thiru brought him up&lt;br /&gt;then we wacked him&lt;br /&gt;with pillows -.-&lt;br /&gt;so aft he came he went&lt;br /&gt;and he gave ky her present&lt;br /&gt;and her pillow HAHA&lt;br /&gt;and she WACKED him with it&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;- simple, but nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOG OLYMPIC BID&lt;br /&gt;YAY! i was a road IC and good for me, i wasnt alone&lt;br /&gt;i was with OLLIE&lt;br /&gt;okay so we didnt hve lesson that day and i was like rejoicing 'cos i ESPECIALLY Didnt want PE&lt;br /&gt;. then at 10.30 wave 1 people went down for 'lunch'&lt;br /&gt;and i went off... at 11.&lt;br /&gt;u shld see the t-shirt! so cool! just that the h-two-o thingy destroyed the whole imgae.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, they could put it at the SIDE right?&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went to bk panjang, near to westspring sec sch&lt;br /&gt;and t hen ollie and I were bored so we walked back to nashlie's stop and =decided to go see kavern 'cos we were bored and kvern can cheer us up. - or so we thougt.&lt;br /&gt;then later we went to the fairprice across and then bought a drink&lt;br /&gt;and there was this SUPER rude lady&lt;br /&gt;not even a CURTEOUS  ' excuse me, please'or even 'excuse me'&lt;br /&gt;then she just went ' SCUZ!'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like SO SHOCKed&lt;br /&gt;then i almost fell on kavern&lt;br /&gt;then aft that i bougt my drink andwe went back to our stop&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we were bored again so we walked to ryan's stop - zhenghua sec sch&lt;br /&gt;walking there is like long!&lt;br /&gt;-.- then walked back&lt;br /&gt;and poor ollie scratched her leg on a brance :(&lt;br /&gt;then later we waited and waited&lt;br /&gt;and then we called kavern&lt;br /&gt;' KAVERN HAVE THE RUNERS COME YET?'&lt;br /&gt;kavern :    yeh&lt;br /&gt;then we rushe to our posts.&lt;br /&gt;and aft waiting for what seemed like 15 minutes, we called kavern again&lt;br /&gt;us : KAVERN!!! WHERE ARE THE RUNNERS!!?'&lt;br /&gt;kavern : they're right in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;us : FOR WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;kavern : waiting for some cyclist&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;waht the heck&lt;br /&gt;we wiated fo another like 10 min then we saw the runners&lt;br /&gt;and then we rushed to our posts&lt;br /&gt;and t hey were like SUPER QUITE&lt;br /&gt;so i was like ' yay? go people. little beet more... on ahead at zhenghua'&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;hten theyh passed us&lt;br /&gt;and then we called matthew&lt;br /&gt;then waited long time again&lt;br /&gt;then surprisingly the second grp of not - so - staminarish runners came&lt;br /&gt;or rather, walkers&lt;br /&gt;like THEY'RE WALKING!&lt;br /&gt;HELO1&lt;br /&gt;they're frmo zhenghua&lt;br /&gt;but good thing is that they have alot of sch spirit ;D&lt;br /&gt;then aft that FINALLY af tlike 1 h + we went on the bus&lt;br /&gt;back to padang&lt;br /&gt;THERE AT PADANG I COULD FEEL THE HEAT MANNS&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY LOVED IT&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;its like it was so great 'cos 'cos 'cso we're like actually PART OF STH THAT IS NATION-WIDe&lt;br /&gt;and the 1st in SEA HIST!&lt;br /&gt;this will be like in my memories for my grandchildren and future generations to hear (:&lt;br /&gt;and then later, i went out with joanna shumin ollie and THE GUYS. D:&lt;br /&gt;apparently THE GUYS like ditched us.  :(&lt;br /&gt;like they told us they were at toys 'r' us and then we went there 'cos they rushed off and we cldnt catch up&lt;br /&gt;then we went to toys 'r ' us then we searched and werent there&lt;br /&gt;so we called them again&lt;br /&gt;' oh we're at the fountain of wealth'&lt;br /&gt;wht the heck&lt;br /&gt;so we rushed o the fountain of wealth&lt;br /&gt;then we saw them&lt;br /&gt;raced aft them and wacked them&lt;br /&gt;then lter we ate at the food court while those filthy rich people ( THE GUYS.) ate at CARLS JN. and then u know what? they WASTE}D FOOd&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;thn later the 4 of us went to take NEOPRINTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uper cool&lt;br /&gt;;P do this more often kays? then we will do more poses&lt;br /&gt;like the james bond one :( WE forgot to do that :'(&lt;br /&gt;okay then we went to walk and walk arnd&lt;br /&gt;then later ollie went off&lt;br /&gt;then bcos we were bored then we sat on the steps arnd the top of the fountain of wealth. super cooling&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about  STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;then later ryan called and said he was comin over&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the convention centre and looked for him&lt;br /&gt;at FOOD REPLUBIc.&lt;br /&gt;then aft that, walked up again&lt;br /&gt;and hten shumin had to go, so bye shumin&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then aft that, ryan joanna and me talked a while like... ahaha&lt;br /&gt;then  I ! had to go&lt;br /&gt;:( so i went off&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys, you realy made my day&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TODAY&lt;br /&gt;i went to sch and first period guess waht. SCI&lt;br /&gt;i never got a B! for SCI!&lt;br /&gt;:'( my first time.&lt;br /&gt;haixz&lt;br /&gt;then had PE&lt;br /&gt;well the girls cheered me up abit (: THANKS&lt;br /&gt;then had shot put&lt;br /&gt;very cool&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;yay mr sim isnt so scary anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;i was like ' mr sim i'm scared lehs'&lt;br /&gt;then he was like ... ' aiya dont be scared'&lt;br /&gt;then i threw&lt;br /&gt;and i PASSEDD!!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;i never passed shot put in pri sch before&lt;br /&gt;BEFORe&lt;br /&gt;before!&lt;br /&gt;cos last time they never teach us properly de.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we had RECESS&lt;br /&gt;:( didnt see HIM.&lt;br /&gt;then afthat HIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kavern handed in our project - research&lt;br /&gt;and then ms kong was like&lt;br /&gt; ' WOOTS!!! GOOD JOB!'&lt;br /&gt;she went over to 1 i to boast too HAHA&lt;br /&gt;:P ms kong i feel honored :D&lt;br /&gt;then aft that had math&lt;br /&gt;and then english&lt;br /&gt;wehad composition test today&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll score well&lt;br /&gt;. erhm.. i hope&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH LUNCH LUNCH&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;i saw HIM. lining up for economical rice&lt;br /&gt;and i was like&lt;br /&gt;' HELO!'&lt;br /&gt;HIM ; erhm.. hi ( looks away)&lt;br /&gt;ME : (still try to look happy).. why u stay back?&lt;br /&gt;HIM : err&lt;br /&gt;me : CCA?&lt;br /&gt;HIM : yeh&lt;br /&gt;ME : softball arh&lt;br /&gt;him : yeh ( looks away the whole time and focuses on thefood)&lt;br /&gt;me : disappointed and walks away&lt;br /&gt;then i went to buy my food and i sat down near the bookshop&lt;br /&gt;kinda wishing he would pass by&lt;br /&gt;then hor he was like&lt;br /&gt;............ talking behind a pillar&lt;br /&gt;then he appeared&lt;br /&gt;and i pretended not to look&lt;br /&gt;wat the heck manns&lt;br /&gt;all my friends were like LOOKING.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like..&lt;br /&gt; : hey guys.. what homework do we hve?&lt;br /&gt;then he disappeared and i went to conitnue talking&lt;br /&gt;then Ziyi said that . ' MY BEEHOON WAS EARTHWORM'&lt;br /&gt;then i screamed and i jumped away from the table&lt;br /&gt;then WHOLE table was like LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like :( ya'll laugh at me i go buy drink&lt;br /&gt;then aft that  i came back 'cos i didnt want to buy a drink haha&lt;br /&gt;then aft that ollie was like&lt;br /&gt; : DOGS WAS STARING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then iwas liike huh?&lt;br /&gt;ollie  ; DOGS STARED AT YOU FOR LIKE A LOONG TIME AND SMILED WHEN HE WAS WALKING By!&lt;br /&gt;then i said ' u gotta be kidding me.. dogs was staring at the wall!&lt;br /&gt;then i just put my plate back and i started to walk back&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to jenna's house&lt;br /&gt;did proj&lt;br /&gt;so proudda us yo like we finished the proj in like 1 h&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;when u set ur mind to it, you really can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ELLIIISSSSAAAAABBBBBBEEEEEEETTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4814232996345820939?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4814232996345820939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4814232996345820939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4814232996345820939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4814232996345820939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-3-things-to-post-about-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5837102472006715437</id><published>2008-02-15T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:36:05.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks&lt;br /&gt;i reaLLy like just want to cry.. there's like... nothing really happy going on right NOW..&lt;br /&gt;and just to add on to it, all my hopes were like crushed&lt;br /&gt;my reputation too&lt;br /&gt;and i let you down&lt;br /&gt;you know its like.. it hurts SO freking much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to run away and cry and hide and never come back....&lt;br /&gt;all my efforts are just like crushed....&lt;br /&gt;i'm RISKING myself for you.... yet you seem so oblivious to what i'm doing....&lt;br /&gt;THATS wads is hurting me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited and waited... maybe it just wasnt to be this way........&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna tr yto forget about you.. it'll be hard. but whtever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAPPENED? its like i cannot count on you ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;you used to be there for me. just to catch me when i fall&lt;br /&gt;and i was there for YOU. you know how much your words just hurt me once you said them? i was like shocked and i couldnt tlak to you anymore. i still try to. but you're IGNORING me. WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?! you HURT me too. i'm willing to forgive and forget, but you're NOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days have been like crazily stupid....&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;today when i went to school, people said that i was so sad&lt;br /&gt; i told them i was tired&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i have NO idea&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt HIM&lt;br /&gt;NO IT WASNT&lt;br /&gt;but i think its more of my friends&lt;br /&gt;or SO CALLED FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that this would happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;you all say i was so cheerful and now i'm not?&lt;br /&gt;its not like its my fault right&lt;br /&gt;waddya expect me to do? your life is perfect.. mine isnt&lt;br /&gt;u dont expect me to hide everything do you... that'll hurt even more&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5837102472006715437?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5837102472006715437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5837102472006715437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5837102472006715437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5837102472006715437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-sucks-i-really-like-just-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1662685195543112264</id><published>2008-02-14T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:27:16.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. yet another valentine's day................. haiz&lt;br /&gt;full of hope and yet, disappointment&lt;br /&gt;u know, i kinda hate myself for wishing for somethings that ............. i know i cant get..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so different&lt;br /&gt;i was never THAT&lt;br /&gt;i was NEVER. it was always THEM...&lt;br /&gt;......... haiz&lt;br /&gt;but now i am........ i dont wanna disappoint u guys... wad do i do know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can like for ONE DAY somebody just LISTEN to me and stop babbling abotu their troubles?&lt;br /&gt;u know sometimes i wonderh ow nice it would actaully be.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry&lt;br /&gt;WADEVER happended today made me  - angry, sad, disappointed, jealous, happy, anxious...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just for you........ it really kinda hurt me yesterday... i couldnt stand seeing you.. but i still did...&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;you just dont know how much i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;in fact, nobody does&lt;br /&gt;nobody knwos just wad i'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;trust me, today............ i kinda hated it&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more years to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BYe hcis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4736786092704661696.post-6097481138257551642</id><published>2008-02-11T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:50.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A9Rk11agI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QLytUci3bjc/s1600-h/GRP+PIC+2+;D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165696144750504450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A9Rk11agI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QLytUci3bjc/s320/GRP+PIC+2+%3BD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay its not in order. this is a grp pic at the park&lt;br /&gt;i'm not inside 'cos i'm taking the pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8hU11abI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_NNPw-tBcqk/s1600-h/TERRY+AND+EUGENE+FOREVER.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165695315821816242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8hU11abI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_NNPw-tBcqk/s320/TERRY+AND+EUGENE+FOREVER.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             TERRy'S dare : kissing eugene...lookalike huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8hk11acI/AAAAAAAAAGc/l6J-6HaT3_k/s1600-h/dilon+and+his+drink+lol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165695320116783554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8hk11acI/AAAAAAAAAGc/l6J-6HaT3_k/s320/dilon+and+his+drink+lol.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               dilon and his 'modelling' skills.. ;D advertising the soyabean drink ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8h011adI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EGJQx2muxJo/s1600-h/CHINKEONG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165695324411750866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8h011adI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EGJQx2muxJo/s320/CHINKEONG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      gee, those were the days.. u miss being Y"OUNG huh ck ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8h011aeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n3RuA8_7iro/s1600-h/EUGENE+AND+THE+ELEPHANT+FOREVEr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165695324411750882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8h011aeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n3RuA8_7iro/s320/EUGENE+AND+THE+ELEPHANT+FOREVEr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                EUGENE how cld u! dont betray TERRY tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8iE11afI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ct9iTCbDeQM/s1600-h/GRP+PIC+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165695328706718194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R7A8iE11afI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ct9iTCbDeQM/s320/GRP+PIC+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GRP PIC AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;ah weel this time i'm inside&lt;br /&gt;but i look toot. so ignore................ u know, its like when you're on the spiderweb, no matter wad pose, ya'l look great&lt;br /&gt;love ya'll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-6097481138257551642?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6097481138257551642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-8546509751141173527</id><published>2008-02-10T17:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:00:17.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know i never  thought that she would be so ----------------------------------- i wanna forget about it.... i REALY want to.. but everytime i try, everytime i see her face, i just put up a 'wall' around me... a wall the only prevents her from coming in.... i saw it with my own eyes, oh  i wish i didnt... i dun want it to stay this way.... i think she hates me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he keeps mking hints.. is he? i dont know. but everytime i see both of them, its like, i keep having high hopes. i dont want it to be like that. i want to go back to the start of the year, when i was JUST FRIENDS nothing more.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS those. when you said those WORDS, they kept replaying in my mind over and over again. That's why, whenever i see you, my heart skips...........you really knew how to make my day, thats why i feared losing y ou and when i heard your school, i knew i had a chance, ONCE more.... why do you always seem to avoid me? i know you're busy. but whenever you're not, you just dont care about me. its just different. but i dont want it to stay that way. Why cant you be like last year? when you were so friendly? .......... its like i can never get back the same you......... you're always to hung up on the fact that we'll always be like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh......... so many emotions... i really miss .............. some people........... i'll never forget them.. never........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8546509751141173527?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8546509751141173527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8546509751141173527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8546509751141173527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8546509751141173527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-know-i-never-thought-that-she-would.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4503955770278571849</id><published>2008-02-07T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:50.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sAMMwxy7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/x14VuJaSnCw/s1600-h/hear+no+evil+say+no+evil+see+no+evil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164221607294651314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sAMMwxy7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/x14VuJaSnCw/s320/hear+no+evil+say+no+evil+see+no+evil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              HEAR NO EVIL SAY NO EVIL SEE NO EVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sANMwxy8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2TzNNEOGOqc/s1600-h/terry+teck+hwee+and+jiawei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164221624474520514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sANMwxy8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2TzNNEOGOqc/s320/terry+teck+hwee+and+jiawei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            terry   teck hwee &amp;amp; jiawei ;D three great guys haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sANcwxy9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/BrJBoQkojwQ/s1600-h/pic+at+miz+yin+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164221628769487826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sANcwxy9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/BrJBoQkojwQ/s320/pic+at+miz+yin+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GR"OUP PIC.. well, ONE OF THE GROUP PICs!&lt;br /&gt;OO i look darker ;D i guess its thanks to............ ;D 1 h 10 min of PE lesson for thurs and friday (EACH!!!) + on walking home in the HOT SUN  + exercising ;D&lt;br /&gt;haha my shin looks good;X but ah well.. still got work......... to do&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHHAHa&lt;br /&gt;u know? this was SO good u know why?&lt;br /&gt;ms yin was juyst like ' GROUP PIC!' then everybody impromptu-ly  just fell into poses ;D cool huh.... &lt;3333 ;D ONLY LIKE 3  or 4 years together with them... actually, not so feew people were there lohs.. just like we never had a COMPLETE grp pics ;D BLAME IT ON THE TIME CONTRASTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha toodles ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4503955770278571849?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4503955770278571849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4503955770278571849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4503955770278571849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4503955770278571849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/hear-no-evil-say-no-evil-see-no-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6sAMMwxy7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/x14VuJaSnCw/s72-c/hear+no+evil+say+no+evil+see+no+evil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-5755179682604511313</id><published>2008-02-06T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:40:10.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.... back again......... haiz.&lt;br /&gt;should i love today?"&lt;br /&gt;yeah ,  i think so ... abit&lt;br /&gt;well... sorta... i guess&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just miss my friends so much as in ( 6a ones) and uhm.... well, today, i've been overcome by guilt, tiredness, emotions...... comments&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;so i went to sch and uhm.. only 2 of us from 1E wore sch uni.. well, i wanted to wear sch uni, its nice to wear... shumin and i wore the sch uni&lt;br /&gt;okay so like... ahem........................................you know, its weird.. like. its only been 6 weeks, and in my class, there's like sorta havoc around....&lt;br /&gt;;X i keep thinking its my fault... &amp;amp; my big mouth&lt;br /&gt;........... haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway... the celebration was fun&lt;br /&gt;mr yeong! WOOOTS SHAKE IT MANNS !!! HAHAHAAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;mr tan too&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;.... i really dunt know how to describe it&lt;br /&gt;so.. i shall skip it&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;then were walkin down to the busstop&lt;br /&gt; then kavern was sending me the vid of THEM dancing&lt;br /&gt;;D cool right? there's a part 1 &amp;amp; 2 HAHAHAHAHA... u know, his hp is 5 megapixel!!! rich kid :( not like me hahhahaha ;X i'm acting pathetic lOls&lt;br /&gt;me : eh u all going back to taonan isit?&lt;br /&gt;g&amp;amp;K : no, because by the time we go back, sch close liaos...&lt;br /&gt;me : orh. then where u all going?&lt;br /&gt;g&amp;amp;K : parkway&lt;br /&gt;me : how u go there?&lt;br /&gt;g&amp;amp;k: its near taonan waht&lt;br /&gt;me : OOH WAH&lt;br /&gt;g : u want to come along?&lt;br /&gt;me : uhm.... another time bah&lt;br /&gt;jenna : ..............................................&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;then its like&lt;br /&gt;U know i feel so left out ;X all their schools got 'NAME'&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;there are great people everywhere&lt;br /&gt;you know they were like ' why u go those kind of schls?'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like ' bcos its near my house -.-' lOLS&lt;br /&gt;i think that was wad i said&lt;br /&gt;kay then walked the overhead&lt;br /&gt;then took bus 66&lt;br /&gt;they sat across us&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA u know right&lt;br /&gt;the seat was for 4 people, and 3 people took up all the space -.- okay i shldnt be laughin.. since it aint good&lt;br /&gt;u know why they took up so much space?&lt;br /&gt;bcos gerald, was opening his leg, and sorta leaning to the side&lt;br /&gt;kvern was sitting in the middle between one side of the pole and another -...- oww.. lols ;X&lt;br /&gt;josiah was ....opening his legs and sitting in the middle of the seat&lt;br /&gt;see how inconsiderate guys are??&lt;br /&gt;;X jenna and I were nice people and sat on the seats that were MEANT for 2 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;then later, stopped at boonkeng and waited fr vicki&lt;br /&gt;then went back to xinghua&lt;br /&gt;then went to the park&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty ;X i asked him to come.. and i didn't even know why&lt;br /&gt;i just ....... am so disorganized these days&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;............ everything is just havoc&lt;br /&gt;bcus i just wont TAKE the effort to go and actually orgnize myself...........&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i kinda hate myself&lt;br /&gt;i dunt know who i am these days&lt;br /&gt;i'm just trying to fit in SO much i dont know who i'm transforming into&lt;br /&gt;...........maybe i'll start to go on a diet&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'll just eat veggies&lt;br /&gt;and fruits&lt;br /&gt;and little bit of bread&lt;br /&gt;and drink milk&lt;br /&gt;or water&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;and exercise added on to that&lt;br /&gt;trust me, if i havnt slimmed down aft 6 year,s i'lll REALLY jump down&lt;br /&gt;........................... its too big a burden to hold&lt;br /&gt;...................................haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft that we went to kfc and figured that it was full well, not exactly butten not all of us could FIT into kfc&lt;br /&gt;there were like 20 of us&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to da bao and go to ms yin's house&lt;br /&gt;then went to her house&lt;br /&gt;wahhh! her house REALLY very close to xinghua lols&lt;br /&gt;actually very nice, that area&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;like, very breezy&lt;br /&gt;then later hors.. we went to sit on her front porch because they were mopping the inside&lt;br /&gt;MS YIN UR HOUSE IS SUPER BIG&lt;br /&gt;+++ good ;D&lt;br /&gt;then later ate... i chose a bad day to wear hcis skirt -.-&lt;br /&gt;then later saw her dog !!! I WANTED TO TAKE A PIC! but hp was outta batt ;'(&lt;br /&gt;sad right?&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;then played TRUTH AND DARE&lt;br /&gt;uh... yijie . stupid question&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont know&lt;br /&gt;when the feeling is right... i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later, went home&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to stay abit longer&lt;br /&gt;but i went home&lt;br /&gt;then i sat down for a while at the back, ( HDB there) and i ............... reflected............&lt;br /&gt;then aft that, i went home,  i sat down AGAIN and this time, i fell asleep i dun owhy i was suddenly so tired&lt;br /&gt;then i took my medicine and i went to bathe&lt;br /&gt;and wash my hair&lt;br /&gt;then aft that, i rested a while&lt;br /&gt;THEN&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner&lt;br /&gt;: noneed to say, it was great....  i guess&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;again, no comments&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired so gdngiht and another time&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5755179682604511313?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5755179682604511313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5755179682604511313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5755179682604511313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5755179682604511313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-6359443161884512450</id><published>2008-02-05T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T04:58:37.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he pisses me off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OKAY here to post again&lt;br /&gt;haiz.i wish somebody were online now&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;i'm here to VENT MY ANGER&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; ahem him&lt;br /&gt;he is SO busybody&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS TO GET INTO EVERY SITUATION ISIT? HE&lt;br /&gt;1. DOESNT COMPLETE HOMEWORK BECAUSE IS TO BUSY PLAYING HIS STUPID COMPUTER GAMES&lt;br /&gt;2. IS SUCH A &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUSYBODY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I WANNA KILL HIM&lt;br /&gt;3. PISSES &lt;b&gt;EVERYBODY&lt;/b&gt; OFF&lt;br /&gt;4. IS SO SISSY HE THINKS ITS COOL WHEN ITS NOT&lt;br /&gt;5. TELLS PEOPLE UNNECCESSARY THINGS THAT THEY DO &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;NEEDA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yay, sth to brighten up my day, somebody's online&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;WATEVER&lt;br /&gt;I JUST TELL U THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL OKAY?! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WANG SHAO KAI..&lt;/span&gt; THIS IS &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;laughing MATTER&lt;br /&gt;IF u ever maker &lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cry,&lt;/span&gt; ... i'm gonna kill you.. you will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIE&lt;/b&gt; a SOCIAL DEATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;over that part&lt;br /&gt;lemme say wad happened today&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH DID I MENTION&lt;br /&gt;i'm PISSED ! at her too&lt;br /&gt;her as in the one inside MY GROUP&lt;br /&gt;the SUPER&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; PISSYFYING&lt;/span&gt; - EMO'ish ONE&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;wad the heck&lt;br /&gt;she SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;;X anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;u know, its like.. during PW today, she thinks that she's the greatest, she DIDNT CONTRIBUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;only kavern and me contributed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. - chingyueh has not been attending sch for no reason, maybe he has problems at home or sths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. - WEIKAI was sick ( a reason) cos he didnt turn up for sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..-ARIEL was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and INSISTED that she DIDNT know 'waht to do'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so WHAT TH EHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;U DUNO ASK LARH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U DUN WANNA ASK BECAUSE ... why? BECAUSE U FREKING DONT WANNA DO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...............WAHT IS YOUR PROBLEM?! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO U KNOW THAT KAVERN AND I HAVE BEEN WORKING OUT ASSES OFF?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; U KNOW1? AND &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL U CARE ABOUT IS about YOURSELF..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U KNOW HOW &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SELFISH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;U ARE?! U REMEMBER THE CAR?! ITS ABOUT TEAMWORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;T-E-A-M-W-O-R-K-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THERE'S NO 'I' IN 'TEAMWORK' HOPE U REALISE TAHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... WAHT THE HECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U KNOW HOW MUCH KAVERN IS LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TAKING THIS?! U KNOW HOW MUCH HE'S DOING?! DO YOU KNOw!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waD ARE U CONTRIBUTING?! U &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TELL ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WAD! WAD WAD?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHINGYUEH DRAWS THE STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEIKAI PROVIDES THE STUFFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;KAVERN AND I ACTUALLY DO THE STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;U JUST CLAIM THE CREDIT HUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO WAHT IF YOU PRESNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;UR PRESENTATION SUCKS LIKE HECK&lt;/span&gt; MANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET A LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-6359443161884512450?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6359443161884512450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=6359443161884512450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6359443161884512450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/6359443161884512450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-pisses-me-off.html' title='he pisses me off'/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-1160348324017846976</id><published>2008-02-02T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:18:52.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKCswxy3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/69HFyZAlwAw/s1600-h/grp+pics+-+dilon+&amp;amp;+ck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162332483109374834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKCswxy3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/69HFyZAlwAw/s320/grp+pics+-+dilon+%26+ck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JIAHONG, ERNEST, MARCUS,TECKHWEE, JOHN,JIAWEI,ME,VICKI :D&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 all of ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKDcwxy4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p79qupQxIfg/s1600-h/Jia+hong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162332495994276738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKDcwxy4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p79qupQxIfg/s320/Jia+hong.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its JIAHONG and he just arrived :D... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKDswxy5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oZs-h7UKeZE/s1600-h/jia+wei+with+his+"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162332500289244050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKDswxy5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oZs-h7UKeZE/s320/jia+wei+with+his+%27muscles%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOOTS jia wei has been working out.. AHAHA ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKEcwxy6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/7dl8P3gvCw8/s1600-h/John+day+dreaming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162332513174145954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKEcwxy6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/7dl8P3gvCw8/s320/John+day+dreaming.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN... no idea WAD is on his mind but arh well :D and hats marcus sipping his drink (:and a handphone and a half face of dl and ofcourse! the cups the food and THE TABLE :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RH_swxyyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_HMC7-2ZomQ/s1600-h/DL+ACTING+CUTE+XP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162330232546511650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RH_swxyyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_HMC7-2ZomQ/s320/DL+ACTING+CUTE+XP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DL, oh DL............................. his TYPICAL poses =D and john eating....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIAMwxyzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CQ6WxxTV9YI/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162330241136446258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIAMwxyzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CQ6WxxTV9YI/s320/DSC01811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   GRP PICCC!!!!!! before dilon &amp;amp; ck had to go off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIAswxy0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HhR8KapRBeo/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162330249726380866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIAswxy0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HhR8KapRBeo/s320/DSC01812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIBMwxy1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8m28e6BigYs/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162330258316315474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIBMwxy1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8m28e6BigYs/s320/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            THIRD TIME ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIBswxy2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LzxnQRj9Syk/s1600-h/grp+pic+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162330266906250082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RIBswxy2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LzxnQRj9Syk/s320/grp+pic+again.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         WEEee11111&lt;br /&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/4736786092704661696-1160348324017846976?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1160348324017846976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=1160348324017846976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1160348324017846976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/1160348324017846976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/jiahong-ernest-marcusteckhwee.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_eV6D7Kafvn4/R6RKCswxy3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/69HFyZAlwAw/s72-c/grp+pics+-+dilon+%26+ck.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736786092704661696.post-8186897439284774294</id><published>2008-01-31T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T05:18:39.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is like sorta . the WORST day &lt;em&gt;SO FAR&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;HCIS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... how can i stand this for another 6 more years?&lt;br /&gt;so waht if i'm F**?&lt;br /&gt;SO WAD IF I'M U***?! WAHD CAN U DO ABOUT IT... ITS NOT AS IF ITS YOUR FACE RIGHT.. U IDIOT... YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS IS HURTING ME?! U &lt;s&gt;REAKING&lt;/s&gt; IDIOT.. YOU DONT KNOW HOW I FEEL BEHIND THE SCENES RIGHT.. SO WAHT IF I'M H****?! ITS IN MY GENES.. WHAT ARE U GONNA DO ABOUT IT?! SO WAHT IF &lt;b&gt;SHE'S&lt;/b&gt; PRETTY AND I'M NOT?! JUST ACCEPT THE FACT OKAY? YOU'RE AN IDIOT AND NOBODY WANTS TO SEE &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; IDIOTIC &lt;s&gt;FREAKIN'&lt;/s&gt; FACE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY, STOPPIT&lt;br /&gt;its hurting me... SUPER **M* BADLY OKAY? YOU JUST DONT KNOW HOW YOUR WORDS AFFECT ME... ITS NOT A JOKE ANYMORE.. I'M NOT GOING TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.. again...&lt;br /&gt;period?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERIOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;nobody really understands me, except YR ( okay YR is &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; nice, nothingreally much more than being nice huh.. except when it involves sb else )&lt;br /&gt;KAI YEE, vicki.. and basically nobody else really...&lt;br /&gt;its like...&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;today, during guitar, i never felt to happy...&lt;br /&gt;i could just strum a few chords, and all my thoughts of him and his &lt;s&gt;freaking&lt;/s&gt; friend ( face)&lt;br /&gt;its like...&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;music...&lt;br /&gt;wad did i ever do to it??&lt;br /&gt;its like..&lt;br /&gt;i think i've changed&lt;br /&gt;for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;i dunt know who i am anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the initiater anymore&lt;br /&gt;i never let waht other people say really get to me that much, and now i do&lt;br /&gt;WAHT IS HAPPENING?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;why am i caring &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it anymore&lt;br /&gt;i shall &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;try &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Elisabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-8186897439284774294?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8186897439284774294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=8186897439284774294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8186897439284774294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/8186897439284774294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-like-sorta.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4276865306195417852</id><published>2008-01-18T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:56:42.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey ya'll! i'm so excited&lt;/span&gt; i mean.. i'm like super happy u know why? BECAUSE YESTERDAY WAS GREAT&lt;br /&gt;i was toO tired to post about itlast night&lt;br /&gt;lol so i'm posting now&lt;br /&gt;its a day i'll NEVER forget&lt;br /&gt;18th January 2008.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway&lt;br /&gt;lemme start frm the very beginning...&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;went to sch on my own&lt;br /&gt;'cos daddy's overseas ... ( bon voyage :D)&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway&lt;br /&gt;SO I REACHED there like.. super early&lt;br /&gt;and i was like.. sorta hurting&lt;br /&gt;'cos i had 2 cuts &amp;amp; 1 blueblack lol&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then had sci&lt;br /&gt;butten mr dinesh didnt come ( Get well mr dinesh!!! ;D )&lt;br /&gt;then mr reddy came in and he said stuff about the textbook being as important as a teacher.. true huh...the people who wrote the book.. we always dont rmb their name lol&lt;br /&gt;the whole clss was like&lt;br /&gt;super super super&lt;br /&gt;quiet&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;then he said about 'self learning'&lt;br /&gt;and hten he said&lt;br /&gt;in sch,&lt;br /&gt;he doenst teach&lt;br /&gt;he juts tells them wht to learn and they teach Themselves&lt;br /&gt;then i think...&lt;br /&gt;if he DOESNT teach... then... why is he there??&lt;br /&gt;then its like...&lt;br /&gt;he's supposed to be TEACHING&lt;br /&gt;and its like.. i think he gets paid alot ... because  u know.. its not cheap.. to study in HCIS...&lt;br /&gt;so its like&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;DIAOS his work so easy lohs&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i was SOOOOO happpy it was 9.30 alr&lt;br /&gt;then had PE&lt;br /&gt;oh mannnnnssss&lt;br /&gt;DONT LIKE PE&lt;br /&gt;its so scary&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;sO we jogged to the track&lt;br /&gt;... i always lose my momentum when i'm runing up the slope&lt;br /&gt;but i still could catch up :D yays i'm so proudda myself....&lt;br /&gt;heh its sth ya'll wldnt understand =D&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then did some stretching..&lt;br /&gt;so cute larhs&lt;br /&gt;but when doing the hip rotation, its like.....&lt;br /&gt;abit embarrassing because i'm at the BACK row and HELLOO!!!! they're like HCI guys RUNNING ?!&lt;br /&gt;so anywya&lt;br /&gt;it was sTill fun&lt;br /&gt;and i duno why butten ytd, mr sim ( pe teach) was like.. better lohs... he was very funny&lt;br /&gt;he didnt scare me tOO much&lt;br /&gt;lol anyway&lt;br /&gt;then ran 400 M&lt;br /&gt;100 m ... peep ! * whistle* reach down right&lt;br /&gt;peep! *whistle* reach down left&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;then 100 m&lt;br /&gt;peep!* whistle* jump up!&lt;br /&gt;then 100 m skip  hop&lt;br /&gt;then 50 m jog&lt;br /&gt;then later stopped and did a 100 m&lt;br /&gt;oh manns u know i challenged against that Guy? i was like AHHH!!!!! I DONT WANNA LOSE butten he' slike so oo fast&lt;br /&gt;hmph&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;someday i'll beat him&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont sound evil enough=X :D&lt;br /&gt;so had arnd 3 min of water break&lt;br /&gt;hhah&lt;br /&gt;thenthe boys had their first round of long jump&lt;br /&gt;OO not bad&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then it was OUR turn&lt;br /&gt;so all the girls were like&lt;br /&gt;... 1 2 3 MR SIIIMMM!!!!! DONT LET THE BOYS WATCH USSS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then mr sim was like&lt;br /&gt;-.- okay.. guys.. turn around&lt;br /&gt;BUTTEN U KNOW THE GUYS WERE STILL WATCHING&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;DOTs&lt;br /&gt;HAHa&lt;br /&gt;sO i ran&lt;br /&gt;and i jumped&lt;br /&gt;blahblah&lt;br /&gt;gOOD take off!&lt;br /&gt;then i went awa&lt;br /&gt;*away&lt;br /&gt;lOL then i went for a short drink&lt;br /&gt;then it was the guys again&lt;br /&gt;sooO in order not to like... make it unfair that we watch them and they 'cant watch us' all the girls turned around&lt;br /&gt;then its like&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY SO NICE LARh THE Scenery&lt;br /&gt;then i was like waving to anybody who walked past..&lt;br /&gt;which are.... boys??&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;' NI HAO!'&lt;br /&gt;then they were like&lt;br /&gt;.... uhh....&lt;br /&gt;then all the girls were like ... abhahahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;then isaid&lt;br /&gt;'LETS SAY HI TOGETHER'&lt;br /&gt;1....................... 2........................ 3.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;hehe i very high LOL&lt;br /&gt;then had second jump&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i was 2nd to go&lt;br /&gt;lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;heard sk screaming like ' GOO!'&lt;br /&gt;isit him? i think so ;p&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then heard mr sim say&lt;br /&gt;' gooD take off ! goOD landing'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like ... 'phew'&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then saw dario... then he said ' waddya get?'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like..&lt;br /&gt;i know larh u break record.. duneed to tell me lol&lt;br /&gt;then i went to sit in the shade&lt;br /&gt;in front of sk&lt;br /&gt;then haha&lt;br /&gt;he was like....&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;and that stupid nashlie larh.. keep saying f word&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I TELL HIM LIAO&lt;br /&gt;NO BAD WORDS&lt;br /&gt;then haha&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;the guys so funny u know&lt;br /&gt;when a girl is like running&lt;br /&gt;( after me)&lt;br /&gt;they were like&lt;br /&gt;... '  WOOOOO.. '&lt;br /&gt;then the girl jumps and lands'&lt;br /&gt; OOOOHHHHH'&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;the sound effect sooo funnehs&lt;br /&gt;then had 'wwarming down'&lt;br /&gt;then reCESs&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;sian lohs&lt;br /&gt;then aft recess&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;sO funny ;D&lt;br /&gt;butten -- ---- was trying to tell me sth about ------- and i was like.. ' WAHT? i'm trying to listen to the lesson HERE !&lt;br /&gt;then olivia called me&lt;br /&gt;then i turned around and i was llike&lt;br /&gt; huh? i cant read ur lips currently.. too rushed&lt;br /&gt;then aft lesson i was like&lt;br /&gt;' TELL ME'&lt;br /&gt;then she refused&lt;br /&gt;aiiyooo&lt;br /&gt;then later aft -- ---- ' approved' then she told me&lt;br /&gt;then iw as like&lt;br /&gt;orh kay&lt;br /&gt;but i tried not tO listen bcos it was abit...&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;math&lt;br /&gt;did filing&lt;br /&gt;had 3 As in a row&lt;br /&gt;:D A = no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then had 1 b&lt;br /&gt;then yihui was sO funny &amp;amp; cute&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHa&lt;br /&gt;she was like&lt;br /&gt;' u know i got 1 b-!? u know?'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;then had english&lt;br /&gt;uhm...&lt;br /&gt;mrs wong didnt pick me even though i wanted to answer larhS!&lt;br /&gt;NO FAIR RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;i was SITTING right IN FRONTTA HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;like HELLOO!!i'm not sO short okay??&lt;br /&gt;then its like&lt;br /&gt;she DELIBERATELY LOOKED at her list then said' OKAY kavern'&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;DOTs&lt;br /&gt;larh&lt;br /&gt;then LUNCH&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;sit with -------&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;i shall describe&lt;br /&gt;i fund a seat&lt;br /&gt;had a father &amp;amp; a son &amp;amp; daughter&lt;br /&gt;they're nice&lt;br /&gt;(: i smiled at them&lt;br /&gt;no harm right?&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway...&lt;br /&gt;waited for JENNA sopHIA &amp;amp; erissa tO buy their food&lt;br /&gt;buten yirong &amp;amp; shumin &amp;amp; joanna came so i just went off&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand -- ---- when -- around with ------ uhm.. nvm&lt;br /&gt;then later&lt;br /&gt;i was lining up for economical rice&lt;br /&gt;then russell was in the other line&lt;br /&gt;then he was complaining about.. ' i DUN WANT TO GO FOR THE MATH THING'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like..&lt;br /&gt;whats that about/&lt;br /&gt;then he said about the diagnostic test&lt;br /&gt;he got 24 / 26&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DE!? I GOT THAT TOO! OKAY ?!&lt;br /&gt;-.- then  he was like&lt;br /&gt;but i more handsome what!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;note russell.. i'm PRETTIER Than u XP&lt;br /&gt;lOL&lt;br /&gt;then aft i ordered my foOd&lt;br /&gt;then he scared me by suddenly like saying&lt;br /&gt;... ' ehs.. if i dont take the mee mee can anot?'&lt;br /&gt;then iw as like.. ' then u waste ur own money lohs'&lt;br /&gt;then he was like ' .. uhm.. butten i havnt pay yet'&lt;br /&gt;thne iwas like .. ' uh okay lohs'&lt;br /&gt;then i duno what i did then i just went to sit down&lt;br /&gt;thenaft tht&lt;br /&gt;i sat down &amp;amp; then russell came along&lt;br /&gt;then iwas like&lt;br /&gt;huh.. he ATE from economical rice&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;DOTs&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then aft that&lt;br /&gt;he sat next to jenna&lt;br /&gt;then jenna was like..&lt;br /&gt;ew -.-AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;then i was like..&lt;br /&gt;jenna&lt;br /&gt;since he's there.. might as well lean ur bag on him right?'&lt;br /&gt;then she just 'threw' it against him&lt;br /&gt;then russell was  like...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;then he 'nudged' her bag&lt;br /&gt;then she was like 'OII!!!'&lt;br /&gt;then he acted as if he didnt care&lt;br /&gt; blahsblahsblahs&lt;br /&gt;then i was very quiet i duno why&lt;br /&gt;then blahblah&lt;br /&gt;then i never saw --- again&lt;br /&gt;then i went home&lt;br /&gt;sOO tired larhs&lt;br /&gt;i felt like sleeping&lt;br /&gt;then reached home&lt;br /&gt;slept&lt;br /&gt;until lke 4.30&lt;br /&gt;then bathed and went out tOO heartland&lt;br /&gt;called ck&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; msged marcus&lt;br /&gt;buten NEITHER of them answered&lt;br /&gt;then i was like dots&lt;br /&gt;thne i waited for them at the atrium&lt;br /&gt;then i saw them going in to YELLOW&lt;br /&gt;guess what? buyin a BAG&lt;br /&gt;for MS YIN&lt;br /&gt;then i wa slike..&lt;br /&gt;LAST MINUTe&lt;br /&gt;then i walked in and said..&lt;br /&gt;' boo..'&lt;br /&gt;then th turned arnd and said&lt;br /&gt;' whos this girl??'&lt;br /&gt;kidding voice duh&lt;br /&gt;then marcus looked SOO shocked&lt;br /&gt;lol then i said ' i tried calling u lehs!'&lt;br /&gt;then ck was like..&lt;br /&gt;sorry...&lt;br /&gt;GO TO PIZZA HUT first&lt;br /&gt;then i waited outside.. first&lt;br /&gt;then ms yin called and was like..&lt;br /&gt;' ... we're inside alr..! where u ?'&lt;br /&gt;then i saw them&lt;br /&gt;then i went in&lt;br /&gt;=-D&lt;br /&gt;then had a jolly good time&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;very fun  toO&lt;br /&gt;then later ck &amp;amp; dilon went off bcos they had tuition&lt;br /&gt;then JOHN came&lt;br /&gt;and i was like...&lt;br /&gt;john looks kinda diff..&lt;br /&gt;bcos he's like... darker &amp;amp; stuff..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;he said he went to kallang for canoe-ing&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then he orderd his food&lt;br /&gt;then later&lt;br /&gt;he was like&lt;br /&gt;' INVITE JIA HONG!!'&lt;br /&gt;then we were all ' YAYY!! YESSS'&lt;br /&gt;then jiahong came&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then jiahong bought SUSHI&lt;br /&gt;then we wer elike&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;JIAHONG!!! SOCIAL ETTIQUETTE MASTER&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;ms yin took a vid of him eating his ... sushi&lt;br /&gt;then he took some rice&lt;br /&gt;then stuff inside his mouth&lt;br /&gt;then he stuffed the WHOLE SUSHI INSIDE HIS MOUTH&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;soO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;he looked like a fish then&lt;br /&gt;then i took a pic of him liddat&lt;br /&gt;then haha&lt;br /&gt;so funy&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then later went to walk  around&lt;br /&gt;then we sat in the play thingy =X&lt;br /&gt;its only for 8 year olds&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;so jia wei sat in it&lt;br /&gt;and we posed&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;btw i just rmbed&lt;br /&gt;john.. i might meet u on thurs &amp;amp; fris..&lt;br /&gt;depending&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;sO&lt;br /&gt;then later went tO  the park&lt;br /&gt;but i had to go&lt;br /&gt;sO they 'dropped' me off&lt;br /&gt;i SO wanted to stay&lt;br /&gt;but haiz&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;took VIDS &amp;amp; PICs&lt;br /&gt;pics will be up&lt;br /&gt;but vids  will not be ;P&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;overall&lt;br /&gt;i still love it&lt;br /&gt;and apparently&lt;br /&gt;MRS CHEN Misses JIAHONG :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;jiahong  MUST SLIM DOWN WHEN YOUR'E IN NCC KAYS?' =D&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;;D it was simple.. but i still love it&lt;br /&gt;18th jan 2008 !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;-elisabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-4276865306195417852?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4276865306195417852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=4276865306195417852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4276865306195417852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/4276865306195417852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-yall-im-so-excited-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-422012777152383995</id><published>2008-01-07T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T05:14:36.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;MISSION &lt;s&gt;UN&lt;/s&gt;ACCOMPLISHED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;so many things thati wanted to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;correction : 2 thingslol&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;1 . to make friends with the other girls in my class : CHECK! ;D&lt;br /&gt;THEY're NICE!&lt;br /&gt;abigail ( aka abby), yihui, ariel&lt;br /&gt;etc;D&lt;br /&gt;2. GET ONTO THE CLASS COMMITTEE OF 1E 08 : CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;badd thing : i'm the only girl -..-&lt;br /&gt;i'm the secretary&lt;br /&gt;the chairman, v.chairman, treasurer&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; GUYS! :(&lt;br /&gt;how? haha no lah&lt;br /&gt;they're... nice... i think lOL&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THE VICE CHAIRMAN... HE'S LIKE... SORTA &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;'GAY'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;riiight lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;nothing much&lt;br /&gt;juts that i dont like chinese class&lt;br /&gt;hope that i'll learn to  likeit. yeahs&lt;br /&gt;i'm SOOOO glad that i'm in 1E 08 ;D&lt;br /&gt;1e 08 &lt;3333!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;woo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elisabeth ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-422012777152383995?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/422012777152383995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=422012777152383995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/422012777152383995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/422012777152383995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok-mission-un-accomplished-d-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5747913723292611844</id><published>2008-01-05T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:38:18.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO peeps&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;HCIS is not bad&lt;br /&gt;the food is nice  * yumMY* &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;! CHEAP *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;the CLASSROOMS are AIRCONDITIONED * brrr*&lt;br /&gt;lOl&lt;br /&gt;haha'&lt;br /&gt;Met some very cool &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;! cute =D friends&lt;br /&gt;they're like so funny larhs&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;here their names&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb ALL&lt;br /&gt;but i CAN rmb their faces&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;i'll just name a few outta the 11 girls in our class now&lt;br /&gt;(theres another girl comin' in next week)&lt;br /&gt;olivia, jenna, yijing,lisa, joanna, shumin etc...&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;olivia's surname is 'lim'&lt;br /&gt;so.. jenna was like&lt;br /&gt;' ARE YOU SERIOUS.!!! I'VE NEVER HAD A FRIEND WITH SURNAME OF ' LIM' BEFORE! YAY!'&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;sth liddat =D&lt;br /&gt;then we were all like&lt;br /&gt;.... 'jennnnaaa.....'&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WAD?! JENNA IS LIVING JUST BEHIND Me =D&lt;br /&gt;jade towers&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;her brothers are kinda irritatin'&lt;br /&gt;like they were screaming &amp;amp; stuff&lt;br /&gt;* i was walkin' home with her*&lt;br /&gt;HAHa&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;olivia's really cool&lt;br /&gt;her fathers a chinese, her mom's a half english&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; she's REALLY preetty too&lt;br /&gt;Her way of talking is very cute =D&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;... kinda&lt;br /&gt;uhh... abit... like&lt;br /&gt;dont understand me =D&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;?AHHA&lt;br /&gt;SHe's SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;just duno how to explain =D&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! did i mention ( ok i didnt) MY TEACHERS ARE VERY CUTE&lt;br /&gt; INCLUDING :&lt;br /&gt;(form teacher : MS KONG ( HISTORY TEACH)&lt;br /&gt;she's VERRRYY NICE&lt;br /&gt;i like her =D&lt;br /&gt;she's VERY energetic..&lt;br /&gt;her english ISNT perfect.. but its understandable (:&lt;br /&gt;all my teachers are SUPER cool&lt;br /&gt;but i hvnt met some of my teachers&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i get into the guitar club&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn a string instrument ( besides piano)&lt;br /&gt;.. and.. uhm.. maybe.. it'll give me the motivation to.. start.. practicing piano &amp;amp; improving till i get my previous standard again.... yeaps&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;there are just some people that i really wanna know&lt;br /&gt;i hope that the teach will change our places&lt;br /&gt;like yeah.. so i can like meet sb that i dont know, and we can  become good friends (:&lt;br /&gt;yeahs...&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;and... some people from xinghua... that... i never really got to know.. ok&lt;br /&gt;mostly from parry&lt;br /&gt;the guys...&lt;br /&gt;nv really talk to them&lt;br /&gt;'cos its just like&lt;br /&gt;me : hi&lt;br /&gt;the guy : hi&lt;br /&gt;-------- END OF CONVERSATION--------------------&lt;br /&gt;.... i mean&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;but i just wanna know them better....&lt;br /&gt;i dont like people to like.. you know.. keep sth from me..i like people to 'open' up to me&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse... not immediately ofcourse (:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;wierd huh&lt;br /&gt;yeahs i admit.. i'm a WIERDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;i forgot&lt;br /&gt;i want to getonto the... class committee... i figure its really fun (:&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;1E 08&lt;br /&gt;not 6A 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;ELISABETH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5747913723292611844?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5747913723292611844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5747913723292611844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5747913723292611844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5747913723292611844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-peeps-ok-hcis-is-not-bad-food-is.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-5061796446079326626</id><published>2007-12-24T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:52:22.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! just got back from malaysia &amp;amp; the server was uhh.. down so waited a few days but i'm ok ;D&lt;br /&gt;haha the church camp was like... super super doops nice ... and now hor.. i actually want to ... erase all my 'emotional' past last time... 'cos its like.. stupid you know? why in the world would i be depressed if i already have everything that i could have wished for...&lt;br /&gt;thank god..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! tomorrow is christmas!&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;btw its' not xmas bcos its like... about christ? so putting it as an 'x' would not mean christmas anymore...righT? yeah right&lt;br /&gt;btw the updates on the camp will be later&lt;br /&gt;'cos uhh..&lt;br /&gt;uhh...&lt;br /&gt;the pics are with jia en &amp;amp; she's not online so she nv send to me =X :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;i'll go now&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;about the music thing?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;i've decided not to listen to pop anymore bcos its..&lt;br /&gt;worldly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; christians are not allowed to listen to stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;correction : REAL christians&lt;br /&gt;yeapps&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;bye now!&lt;br /&gt;---Elisabeth---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-5061796446079326626?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5061796446079326626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=5061796446079326626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5061796446079326626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/5061796446079326626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-just-got-back-from-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-427458275150300995</id><published>2007-12-14T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:48:06.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting time...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so new..&lt;br /&gt;like.. i have cut my hair, i have lost those troubles etc...&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel that part of meWANTS to be my old self&lt;br /&gt;HAHA its so funny&lt;br /&gt;when i had troubles, time passed SOOOOO quickly&lt;br /&gt;when i DONT have troubles, time passes like... wooahh so slow&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the 'tough' exterior HAS broken down a few hours or days ago...&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like fighting with anybody now&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like 'impressing' him anymore&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like shooting out bad comments&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like destroying the other party&lt;br /&gt;i just dont feel like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a tough change&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta take big steps to change my attitude if not, i'll be lonely in sec school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, i had a fearful dream that i'll be the loner in the school, the person that everybody teases &amp;amp; has to fend for herself..&lt;br /&gt;will i really be like that??&lt;br /&gt;i keep picturing myself going up to somebody and say sth like, hi... i'm elisabeth or sth like that&lt;br /&gt;just be friendly&lt;br /&gt;but then, what if...&lt;br /&gt;they just stare at me as if i was the worst loser in the whole universe??&lt;br /&gt;what if they just ignore me and leave me standing there feeling so embarrassed..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if this is the correct thing for me to  do..&lt;br /&gt;whtever it is, i'm going to do it...&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i gotta be in the same school with them for 6 years anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, i feel peaceful&lt;br /&gt;as christmas draws, i feel the spirit of christmas&lt;br /&gt;that peacefullness, that kind of serenity&lt;br /&gt;the joy the happiness in the air&lt;br /&gt;no troubles, no nothing&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in church, listening &amp;amp; singing&lt;br /&gt;and it would be a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, i hope that i would get wahtever i want for my birthday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW THE THAILAND TRIP WAS GREAT&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES WILL BE UPLOADED ANOTHER TIME&lt;br /&gt;ITS ALOT OF PHOTOS SO YEAH BE PATIENT ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-427458275150300995?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/427458275150300995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=427458275150300995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/427458275150300995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/427458275150300995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/posting-time.html' title=''/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-2129391410281991299</id><published>2007-11-15T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T04:25:49.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay its about time i started to post&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lol.. anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm gonna post about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not that its special or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just think that today is really good (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today was the last day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a sudden rush of affection for xinghua suddenly came over me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the teachers softened, we softened and grew wilder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THIS MORNING, when i came to school, my eyes grew watery BUT i controlled and drowned my tears with happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then friends came to school &amp;amp; i hugged them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its one of the times that i had my hugging - mode on. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA so i hugged all the girls except vicki, but i know that we're still good friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanted to hug the guys but they all found it was so-..-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and eeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol haha its the last day and they're still thinking tht way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hilarious (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i realised that even though its not the last time i'll see them, it WOULD be the last official day in xinghua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the thought is soo heartbreaking that i just REFUSE to believe it... but soon now or later, i'll have to face it... and soon, in a very short 4 years time, i'll be crying over leaving my secondary school... time is rEALLY impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanted to hug the whole canteen, the robotics room, the hall, 6A class room, 5A '06 class room and well... kiss the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so anyway, back to the events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we all proceeded to the hall after our assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and we sat in a rectangle shape, forming the shape of the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and it was the balloon-powered car race... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so 6A was practically smiling like crazy because we didnt have an entry and somehow, we found it funny. ahaha &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six aye oh seven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the wierdest class you will ever see (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but we still ARE a class ... dont you all realise that classes across the whole island are starting to bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like having class things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(: maybe our cohourt is reALly a special one (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hope so and i know so (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i dont know if other people think that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so anyway, chiobu a.k.a. leland a.k.a. saxy lady raced his car and it was so cute :P the car i mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eugene sito was in one of his 'gaze - at - one- person' mood HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think -.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and vernon was racing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;woo people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and daniel tan toO1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but teh car didnt move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;such an embarrassment eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'cos the lower classes won LOL &amp;amp; the topclasses didnt do anything... i mean the cars didnt do well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nevermind its all for fun laughter peace &amp;amp; joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today, i wish that i brought a camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to take down all my precious memories, develope it then keep it in one of my photo albums...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay then later, had the prize giving for the post-exam activites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;congrats people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and vicki was saying me and eugene had 'yuan fen' or sth like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL usually i wont dare to say that but since its the last day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but vicki, it doesnt make sense LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its just a coincidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;coincidences always happen LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went back to class, and mrs chen was so sweet and nice and kind (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's REALLY alot to accomplish in ONE YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(: okay then later she let us off for an early recess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saw the p5s lining up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just realisedthat next year, i wont see some of the closest p5s to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;terence, yuhe, yiyu and a few others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;will miss you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okayso anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after recess, went to hall for a short while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then later went back for mother tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mother tongue was so boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and my class BEGGED cai lao shi to let us stay in class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and so she went down to the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and we wondered from the 4th floor to the 2nd floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL okay anyway also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll miss my parry friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;jit hui, simhwee, jolina, JOANNE, licheng, anne, pandora, melissa, leland, eugene sito, vernon, .. yup i think that's it... i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's amazing isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we're close even though it's only been 1 year.. for the guys, not so close maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but still friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so went back for math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i realised what a jerk i HAVE been during the organizing process fo the class party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks chin keong, it's overwhelming at first.. but i realised that its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i REALLY want to make it up to the committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i dont know what to do.. 'cos they're just too pissed at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i REALLY love every single one of you 6a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;daphne,belinda,crystal,kaiyee,szemin,mavolyn,nadhirah,jessie,afiqah,aqilah,&lt;/span&gt;farah, yien, theresa, vicki, Yijie, Jeremy, Daniel leong, Zhi jie, Dilon, John, Ernest, OCK, Jason, OJK, Jia &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hong, JIa wei, Terry, THIru, willianto, jonathan, julian, jack, junhao, junkai, eugene, and etc.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its not in order of merit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiz  okay so anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;later had science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wrote the details on the board and i realised tht nobody wanted to read it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;buti left it there anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then later, i stayed back to do the rest of the class party preparations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its no longer planning, its the actual stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so crystal accompanied me to go and see MRS CHAN (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks crystal.. SO much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wish that you were my younger sister (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mrs chan.. you really hit me with these few words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;: eh MUST keepin contact arh.. MUST ARH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks to elisabeth you all have this class party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was feeling really guilty.. it wasnt only my work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, mostlyMY work . but that was because i never allocated the work to the others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and they all feel likequitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;committee members, i really feel sorry and i'll write a personal letter to each one of you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if its long, its long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if its not so long, i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then later i walked with jason, ck, ky to heartland mall, but jason went home halfway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so ck ky and I went to kfc bcos ck say yy and dint want to go to macs 'cos she was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so it was kinda wierd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 girls 1 guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(i'm notsure if hes guy or girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then ltaer vicki came with jithui &amp;amp; sim hwee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then went to popular to buy the marker to write on CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then later wentto library with vicki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'cos ky didnt feel happy about not going to my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and ck left me with dilon's umbrella so DILON if you're reading this, your umbrella is with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i talked with vicki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and even though she acts as if i'm not her darling &amp;amp; she doesnt want to hug me, i know that we're still GOOD friends and i never want to lose a friend like her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;once, i came close.. but i'm lucky that i never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i came home and i almost cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've been thinking that she was innocent.. but no.. she's not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the stress is building up, the pressure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel good &amp;amp; sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;good because mrs chan believes that i can do it.. and the other teachers are proud of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sad because i've let my team mates down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm sorry guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to every single one of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;john, chinkeong, dilon, ernest, jason, teck hwee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm gonna make it up to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so for now, bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;elisabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736786092704661696-2129391410281991299?l=beth-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2129391410281991299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736786092704661696&amp;postID=2129391410281991299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2129391410281991299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736786092704661696/posts/default/2129391410281991299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth-e.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school'/><author><name>elisabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942162850507789070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4736786092704661696.post-4853121424571413014</id><published>2007-11-03T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:12:25.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OO okay i'm like.. posting SO late&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i'll just make ( hopefully) let this be a VERY long post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be a 'short' day.. but SORRY mr jeevan&lt;br /&gt;we never knew.. it was KINDA of a good thing that you talked to us.. yeah you're NOT &lt;b&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/b&gt; innocent.. but yeah. at least you're better than vicki and I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookay so we went to the SDC ( singapore Discovery Centre)&lt;br /&gt;the BUS was SO sick lah. i almost vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE travelling in buses&lt;br /&gt;but in a public bus, its suprisingly OKAY&lt;br /&gt;but the bus that we sat in.. its... so... stuffy. that kind&lt;br /&gt;argh! i HATE travelling&lt;br /&gt;bY AIR andBUS&lt;br /&gt;sea? i havnt tried LOL&lt;br /&gt;okay so wheni reached there&lt;br /&gt;wAH!&lt;br /&gt;nadd and i did scene 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;AHA! very cool&lt;br /&gt;i forgot a little bit .. but ah well (:&lt;br /&gt;then later guess waht? we had to ride on the bus &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AGAIN!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;haha but this was MUCH better&lt;br /&gt;dont know why&lt;br /&gt;so we had a small tour around the army forces or sth lidda.t&lt;br /&gt;oO the people were friendly..&lt;br /&gt;6A, as usual, waved to them.. and they WAVED BACK!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;and our tour guide was.. "NADHIRAH!!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;its cool&lt;br /&gt;(: she's nice too&lt;br /&gt;so later came back then had a tour&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;the fun part was the 'free and easy'&lt;br /&gt;HAH! we ( nadhirah, me, kai yee, afiqah, vicki, aqilah ) STepped into one simulation thingo&lt;br /&gt;where it's like in an mrt train, ( you can feel the vibration ) then later there was a bomb&lt;br /&gt;hAH!&lt;br /&gt;the 6E guyswere there too&lt;br /&gt;but.. being so " heartlesS" they didnt like you know.. show any expression. maybe its to IMPRESS the girls.&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;but kai yee and I screamed when the 'bomb' exploded&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!! and then i realised that leland and eugene were staring at me&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;and kai yee too HAH1&lt;br /&gt;but it was REALLY sad...&lt;br /&gt;the last part&lt;br /&gt;kai yee and I were on the VERGE of tears&lt;br /&gt;we were like.. almost.. the only people on that big plate thingo&lt;br /&gt;okay then later hor.&lt;br /&gt;we went back&lt;br /&gt;walao that stupid fat terry stepped on my foot&lt;br /&gt;only CLUMSY FAT people do that.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt know how to contain his anger&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention? ck and th were SO sweet&lt;br /&gt;and they looked so CUTE together&lt;br /&gt;HAHA1&lt;br /&gt;problem : they're BOTH guys HAHA&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;problem 2 : ck is TH'S mama&lt;br /&gt;AHAA&lt;br /&gt;okay the family tree in our class is like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; complicated. and it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOESNT&lt;/span&gt; make sense AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;oookay so anyway&lt;br /&gt;aft that&lt;br /&gt;i ALMOST slept on the bus&lt;br /&gt;i COULD actually SLEEP in PEACE&lt;br /&gt;if it werent for the stupid noises terry was making ( laughing.. btw his laughter is HORRIBLE!)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;aft that&lt;br /&gt;went back to class&lt;br /&gt;HAHA MRS RAMADAS PRAISED US!! AHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;(pardon if i spelt that wrongly) &lt;br /&gt;mrs chen : waaah. from JANUARARY till NOW it's the FIRST time that i HEARD praises.. HAH1&lt;br /&gt;then she wanted to buy 4D then can get 1st prize so she ask us for numbers&lt;br /&gt;and we were like.. saying stupid numbers LOL i didnt even say one number HAHA&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;later i went to kfc with Jithui, Joanne, Vicki, Licheng, Licheng's brother, and another girlthat is PRETTY NICE (:&lt;br /&gt;then later&lt;br /&gt;we waited until 3 for simhwee&lt;br /&gt;haa then walked to jithui's house&lt;br /&gt;then later took out valuables then TRIED to fill the balloons wiith WATER&lt;br /&gt;but couldnt&lt;br /&gt;so we just sprayed using the hose&lt;br /&gt;then later we 'cleaned' the gravel and sat on it&lt;br /&gt;then played TRUTH &lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt; DARE&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i HAD to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;simhwee is SO cute lah &lt;br /&gt;jithui : truth&lt;br /&gt;simhwee : okay..i ask the question that iLOVE to ask.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo she said STH liddat (:&lt;br /&gt;AHAH SO anyway after that we went to change/ bathe&lt;br /&gt;then i read part of the story book and sat in the massage chair.&lt;br /&gt;waaah&lt;br /&gt;very nice&lt;br /&gt;HAHa&lt;br /&gt;then later ordered pizza hut and macs (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway&lt;br /&gt;aft that.... ATE and then later watched a movie&lt;br /&gt;(: very nice&lt;br /&gt;then later i went home&lt;br /&gt;tata good night liao&lt;br /&gt;HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;OOKAy&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up VERY EARLY&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling 'anxious'.. for what reason ? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;i guessi just love to meet up with the committee&lt;br /&gt;we're MUCH closer now&lt;br /&gt;ookay so anyway&lt;br /&gt;kai yee and I met earlier 'cos we felt VERY sian&lt;br /&gt;and VERY restless HAHA&lt;br /&gt;so we met&lt;br /&gt;then went to popular&lt;br /&gt;and we bought key chains ( THEY WERE NICE!)&lt;br /&gt;then later went down and slowly worked our way back to school&lt;br /&gt;but bEFORE that, we bought some things from macs.&lt;br /&gt;then later walked HALFWAY&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the guys&lt;br /&gt;teck hwee, dilon and chinkeong.&lt;br /&gt;chinkeong... as usuall.... DIDNT bring ANY bag HAHA&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt need to anyway&lt;br /&gt;so aft that&lt;br /&gt;they came back to my house&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;so we started on the work&lt;br /&gt;then later kai yee and I decided to start to design&lt;br /&gt;( design what.. i cant say)&lt;br /&gt;hM&lt;br /&gt;then later i started to cropp&lt;br /&gt;then later went out to the kopitiam for lunch&lt;br /&gt;then ltaer came back and cropped again&lt;br /&gt;then later oo did some stuffs&lt;br /&gt;WAH we accomplished stuff in that day (: i'm proudda us&lt;br /&gt;ookay so the guyswent home first&lt;br /&gt;and i asked if they wanted to continue this NEXT YEAR&lt;br /&gt;and they ... were like.. orh .. i guess? or sth liddat&lt;br /&gt;i HOPE so&lt;br /&gt;today.. when there was like.... 5 people, we accomplished MUCH more than we usually did&lt;br /&gt;with ernest, jason, john and yijie&lt;br /&gt;i'm NOT saying that they are not of help&lt;br /&gt;itsjust that ernest AND jason AND john keep pointing out the mistakes.. and slow it down&lt;br /&gt;and Yijie only dares to tell me his ideas via sms&lt;br /&gt;oO&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway&lt;br /&gt;kai yee stayed a little bit&lt;br /&gt;THEN laterrrrrrr she went home&lt;br /&gt;and i went up&lt;br /&gt;WAH its the FIRST time that she was at my house and we DIDNT fight&lt;br /&gt;gee&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's a two way thing&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway that night,my sis helped me to put back my ear studs&lt;br /&gt;i aint removing it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;until my ear hole is SOLIDY there&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm SO scared of my PSLE RESULTS!! 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