<?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-7082785</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:22:33.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>estelle says hi.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082785.post-115269680303070502</id><published>2006-07-12T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:33:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>GOODBYE BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad. 257 entries and i've moved. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/splashandswing"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagboard will be up there soon. tmr perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115269680303070502?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115269680303070502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115269680303070502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115269680303070502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115269680303070502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/moved.html' title='moved'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115262705985385937</id><published>2006-07-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:10:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xanga</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my chinese is uhm, what you may call kinda sucky. yup. yesterday at the meeting with huanglaoshi, huiyi, eleanor and shuhui, i was the only idiot explaining class dynamics and my opinions in english. my attempts to speak chinese were such failures, cos the only english words i managed to translate were i and is. whee. how smart. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i shall be moving to xanga soon. blogger is getting sooooo lower sec/primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dance is improving but not as good as last year. dont know what will happen when my batch leaves. hope it's not gonna be as bad as i think it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the seniors are leaving soon. and i'll miss them. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. seminary is &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; becoming increasingly boring and all i do there is sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i have weird people i dont know who are 19+ yrs old on my msn account. i blocked them cos they're freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my trigo has improved vastly. yayness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my wardrobe is damn limited. i need new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i've been using the word damn way too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i sleep to much in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. my handphone's space button is finally working after a 3 month hiatus. i'm so not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i lost 1 kg. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah. random facts. blah. i'm super bored. like whatever. tmr's one long day. not really actually. damn. i dont know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115262705985385937?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115262705985385937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115262705985385937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115262705985385937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115262705985385937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/xanga.html' title='xanga'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082785.post-115252368307720050</id><published>2006-07-10T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:28:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>estelle</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was yet another bad day. starting with me falling asleep after watching the second half of the france vs italy finals. damn. and france lost. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then obviously i didnt really study for the ih test today. and my class was the only class to take the test today. david han refused. ABSOLUTELY REFUSED. to let us postpone the stupid test. (some other class could) so i flunked the first test of the term. JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then math sucked. couldnt understand. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. just got scolded for not going seminary today. she thinks it's because of the late nights. i slept at 8 pm yesterday so that i could wake up to wacth the match. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's esplanade show rehearsal. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115252368307720050?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115252368307720050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115252368307720050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115252368307720050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115252368307720050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/estelle.html' title='estelle'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115243566745871597</id><published>2006-07-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T17:01:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover</title><content type='html'>i just dropped some chocolate gelato on my shirt. damn. i think gelato can come off in the wash. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. anyway, the sleepover yesterday was lke quite fun. they came over at like 11 plus and we played half a game of the game of life before walking to kap for a drink and back and then having a totally retarded pillow fight and trying to get the world cup channel on. yup. i won 2 bucks for germany's win. stupid max thought portugal would win. HAHAHAHAAA. yeah right. whatever. EaSY $$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the finals and italy will win but i support france. and i'll still watch the match although i have an IH test which i havent exactly studied for yet. whoopee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115243566745871597?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115243566745871597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115243566745871597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115243566745871597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115243566745871597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/sleepover.html' title='sleepover'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115236979026854138</id><published>2006-07-08T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:57:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smart me</title><content type='html'>hellllllllloooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited cos i just helped margaux get my mom to allow two friends to come over for a sleepover.  yup. they're watching the world cup match with us. haha. how fun. margaux owes me BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance today was okay. bolero's going better than expected. and i finally looked in the right direction. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at venezia today. with xue and marianne. ate tons. so i didnt have dinner. was too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg. seeya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115236979026854138?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115236979026854138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115236979026854138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115236979026854138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115236979026854138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/smart-me.html' title='smart me'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115226713178239779</id><published>2006-07-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:12:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1215</title><content type='html'>i saw miss menon my favourite primary school teacher today on the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huang laoshi wasnt here today. and left me to discuss the sitting arrangement with the class. which pissed me off cos some people were being very selfish. like what's with the i cant see even though i have specs. blah. sometimes people suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to the choir concert tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to macs for lunch. school was let out at 1215. some teachers conference. anyway, huiyi eleanor and siyu came with me. margaux popped up there with jodie. and margaux's friends were there. and some modern dancers were there. and i saw quite a few of my ex classmates. from mgs. and huiyi's friends from bsp camp were there. and tianyu and eehui too. whatever. lotsa people were there. and the mg girls who said hi were like i almost couldnt recognise you. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prediction for the world cup champs: ITALY. although i support france. it's not confirmed though. havent had any dreams where something told me italy will win. hahaha. crazy me. whatever. it was a dream which told me france and italy would win their semis. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115226713178239779?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115226713178239779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115226713178239779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115226713178239779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115226713178239779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/1215.html' title='1215'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115209272306326423</id><published>2006-07-05T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:45:23.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancesucks</title><content type='html'>i've decided that the hello in every post was redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dance is like crap now. as in i dont feel that confident anymore. damnnnnnnnnnnnnn. oh wells. i'm deteriorating or whatever crap. blahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germany lost and i'm indeed sad. i woke up at like 5.20 am. and watched the last 7 minutes of the game or something. damn italy. sorry. hmph. OH OH OH. i had a dream last night which told me italy would win. more like a nightmare. i know i shouldnt be betting but i bet with xinyi that france will beat portugal tmr morning. I WILL WIN MY 2 DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do my homework. a math question with 5 parts. wheeeeeeee. i dont expect my grades to improve actually. damn. somebody tell me when the next ih test is. i freaking forgot. or i didnt really listen. actually i did. i just forgot. damn. i'm talking crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115209272306326423?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115209272306326423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115209272306326423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115209272306326423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115209272306326423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/dancesucks.html' title='dancesucks'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115201034948325661</id><published>2006-07-04T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:52:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoiling brain</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom thinks i'm spoiling my brain by listening to my ipod before sleeping. she thinks that because she thinks the music is rock music and not classical. YEAH RIGHT. damn classical. it's so boring. but then again, i wont spoil my brain by listening to the breakup song before sleeping. cos it'll probably wake me up. am i that dumb? so i listen to some slower songs instead. SHEESH. so irritating. nearly got my ipod confiscated. DAMN DAMN DAMNNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and no blogging no msn no nothing except school work after 7 pm on the com. how damn crappy is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone bill better not overshoot its budget or i'll be left like a caveman without a single piece of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. and dance today was crap. was scolded for something i didnt even realise i was doing. BLAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go for tuition. MATH. two hours of stoning there, figuring out a damn bloody long trigo question. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115201034948325661?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115201034948325661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115201034948325661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115201034948325661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115201034948325661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/spoiling-brain.html' title='spoiling brain'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115188443887401533</id><published>2006-07-03T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:53:58.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swollen eye</title><content type='html'>damn my swollen eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it's not that swollen. it's not red. yet. DAMN DAMN DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm taking my nric photo today. or else i'll have to use the other ugly ny one. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i'm watching superman. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that if i listened to all the songs on my ipod consecutively, i'd have to listen for 1 day, 2 hours, 39 minutes, 59 seconds. my brain will probably get destryoed by that time. and i'll become a stupid person.eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115188443887401533?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115188443887401533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115188443887401533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115188443887401533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115188443887401533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/swollen-eye.html' title='swollen eye'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115183003396946282</id><published>2006-07-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:47:13.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>france rocks</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRANCE BEAT BRAZIL. amazing eh? YAY. GO FRANCE! portugal like totally won england. it's so duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided that i can live on breakfast and dinner only. mmhm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out tomorrow. it isnt fun to be cooped up at home. anybody wanna go out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115183003396946282?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115183003396946282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115183003396946282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115183003396946282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115183003396946282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/france-rocks.html' title='france rocks'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115174892915905922</id><published>2006-07-01T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:15:29.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod shuffle!</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won an ipod shuffle at the lucky dip thingy at the funfair. found out after blogging. it was quite stupid actually. hahaha. lucky me i guess. i'm gonna give it to my dad cos he wanted one and didnt need his nano. (he sold it to margaux) and also cos i already have my lovely nano. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115174892915905922?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115174892915905922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115174892915905922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115174892915905922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115174892915905922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/ipod-shuffle.html' title='ipod shuffle!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115173818920340599</id><published>2006-07-01T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:16:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ny funfair</title><content type='html'>hellowelloyellowjello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in school. the funfair's ending. it was okay. spent like 35 plus bucks. and there's like hardly anything to spend on. hha. met huierh. she came for a while. then i went around with siyu and her friend who happens to be kenric's (margaux's friend) cousins. then we went around together. there was this haunted house which was totally unhaunted. maybe bcos i kept flashing my handphone light at everybody. haha. oh yeah. like omgosh. jerk it out at the lt talentime thingy was like totally awesome. it was totally better than i thought it would be. it was like omgosh. totally cool. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i'll be going for dinner with my mom and chloe. margaux's going somewhere with her friend. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. yesterday i watched the germany vs argentina match at aunty jackie's place and it was like so cool. GERMANY WON! yay. i was like the only germany supporter there. the rest were rooting for argentina. i like germany's number 3. dont know what his name is though. haha. so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like totally nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115173818920340599?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115173818920340599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115173818920340599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115173818920340599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115173818920340599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/07/ny-funfair.html' title='ny funfair'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115164065441910631</id><published>2006-06-30T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:10:54.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115164065441910631?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115164065441910631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115164065441910631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115164065441910631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115164065441910631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/funfair.html' title='funfair'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115148773166381975</id><published>2006-06-28T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:44:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spain vs france</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/henry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/henry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out about the spain vs france match today in the morning. heard that my poor spain (torres!) has been knocked out by the french. i know that as a french citizen &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(who cant really speak french) , &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really should be rejoicing. but then again, fernando torres is in spain! hmph. so sad. like a double tragedy cos my poor sweden (ljungberg!) w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as knocked out by germany earlier on. but it's ok cos germany's my f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;avourite tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m. yup. after a while, i realised why i seem to like fernando torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; because he's cute. and he's a better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; looking version of cristiano ronaldo. heehee. look at the pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/cronaldo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/cronaldo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/torres3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/torres3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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;i find it so funny. but TORRES RULES. so does ljungberg. they're both number 9. maybe i should change my lucky number from 7 to 9. and i really should change my ever so old email of crfanatic_7@hotmail.com. that's like superly old. i made that when i like ronaldo. hha. it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; so childish. but i'm too lazy to change my email. and even if i change it, i wont be so stupid as to change it to some other soccer player. cos then i may regret it. i shall put more pics of torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/torres2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/torres2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/torres3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/torres3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/tprres4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/tprres4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJUNGBERG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/ljungberg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/ljungberg3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/ljungberg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/ljungberg2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why his pictures are so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i guess there's only one dude left in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/kaka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/kaka2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kaka. not kafu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's it i guess for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115148773166381975?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115148773166381975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115148773166381975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115148773166381975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115148773166381975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/spain-vs-france.html' title='spain vs france'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115141077468318726</id><published>2006-06-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:19:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abs agn.</title><content type='html'>helloooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working my abs again cos i piled on the pounds during the hols and like that flabs are back. like ewww. EWWWW. EWWWWWWW. yup. you get the idea. hmm. and i dont like my weight and height. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel like super sorry for 302 cos they've got the not so nice teachers. my class got better teachers than them but stillllll. i want mrs chew and mrs wong back! my chemistry and math are like s l i p p i n g. real  quickly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just spent like 30 minutes looking for my trigo and coordinate geometry notes. i've come out unsuccessful, sad to say. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for huiyi to send me her bsd essay cos i sent her mine like ages ago. i dont know if she actually WILL let me see hers. hmph. HURRY HUIYI! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in seminary i realised that nanyang pple are like totally guai and there hasnt been any detention. like cos i like was wondering what dc was cos kandace was talking about dc. AHHHH. i'm stuck in a geek school. but it's a nice one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone bill is 25.20 bucks. YAY. but then again, i was out of the country for like half the time. no wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally bored. i have to do my chem sia. damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TORRES! LJUNGBERG! and zac efron?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115141077468318726?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115141077468318726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115141077468318726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115141077468318726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115141077468318726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/abs-agn.html' title='abs agn.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115132629938630201</id><published>2006-06-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:51:39.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another quiz</title><content type='html'>heehee. i'm bored. quizzy time. ripped from xinkai's lj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ABOUT ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: brown. dunno what brown. it's just brown.&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: browny brown brown.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.64 m &lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color: i love colours. pink is the best though!&lt;br /&gt;Screen Name: estelleeee!&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Band: click five/ pcd&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Movie: dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Show: sytycd or any bloody chinese show at 7 or 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Your Car: a sleek silver lamborghini. I WISH.&lt;br /&gt;Your Hometown: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Your Present Town: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Your Crushes First Name: heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;Your Grade: sec 3&lt;br /&gt;Your Style: whatever. the estelle style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on your rooftop?: haha. nope.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone in the rain?: nah.&lt;br /&gt;Danced in a public place?: yup. even though i look somewhat retarded doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Smiled for no reason?: not exactly. but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried?: duh. i laugh so much. i think.&lt;br /&gt;Peed your pants after age 8?: nah. &lt;br /&gt;Written a song?: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Sang to someone for no reason?: yup. freaks my sis out sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;Performed on a stage?: duh.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to someone you don't know?: yup.&lt;br /&gt;Gone out of your way to befriend someone?: sorta. &lt;br /&gt;Made out in a theatre?: nope. i'm damn innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Gone roller skating since 8th grade?: no. longgg time since i've roller skated.&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say HI to you?: dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you, I love you?: chloe!&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you?: dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;Hug you?: probably my mom or sister.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you BYE?: mom.&lt;br /&gt;Write you a note?: heehee. i dont rmb.&lt;br /&gt;Take your photo?: dont know. &lt;br /&gt;Call your cell phone?: hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Buy you something?: i DONT REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Go with you to the movies?:havent watched movies in like forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sing to you?: hahahaha. nobody. &lt;br /&gt;Write a poem about you?: no one.&lt;br /&gt;Text message you?: my hp's in my room. too lazy to get it. i think it's eileen, kenric or huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;Touch you?: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time you laughed?: this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Time you cried?: dunno. this morning. i was yawning.&lt;br /&gt;Movie you watched?: high school musical. total cheesyness.&lt;br /&gt;Joke you told?: hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Song you've sang?: buttons by pcd. so retarded. was singing it to chloe. retards.&lt;br /&gt;Time you've looked at the clock?: 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Drink you've had?: water&lt;br /&gt;Number you've dialed?: dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;Book you've read?: lonnnggg time since i've read.&lt;br /&gt;Food you've eaten?: a cedle chocolate cake. yumm.&lt;br /&gt;Flavor of gum chewed?: soda.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes you've worn?: school shoes. crap.&lt;br /&gt;Store you've been in?: uh..&lt;br /&gt;Thing you've said?: i dont know. some lyrics of buttons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Whistle?: more likeblow.&lt;br /&gt;Blow a bubble?: yup!&lt;br /&gt;Roll your tounge in a circle?: uhhuh.&lt;br /&gt;Cross your eyes?: yeah. look super dumb though.&lt;br /&gt;Touch your tounge to your nose?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Dance?: ...&lt;br /&gt;Stay up a whole night without sleep?: nah. i need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Speak a different language?: chinese? and a lil french.&lt;br /&gt;Impersonate someone?: erick liang and ian bernado?&lt;br /&gt;Prank call people?: yep.&lt;br /&gt;Make a card pyramid?: a 2 tier one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cook anything?: yup. rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. that's it. seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115132629938630201?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115132629938630201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115132629938630201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115132629938630201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115132629938630201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/yet-another-quiz.html' title='yet another quiz'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115130658543033201</id><published>2006-06-26T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:23:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gg math teacher</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day of school again. how sad. it was funner and more relaxed than i thought it would be. we've got 2 new teachers. and one for mass dance. i think it's a typo. it says kelvin tan is the mass dance teacher. hmm. never heard of. the 2 new teachers are ng chee kiat for chem and gregory goh for math. quite sad. my class like lost 2 of our best teachers. like mrs wong and mrs chew are never coming back to  teach us. mrs chew is in newyork and mrs wong's teaching others. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to pussycat dolls! yay. from the cd bryan burnt for me for my bday. thanks bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody today told me margaux's blog makes her sound as if she's a rich kid. the conversation was like this. it's totally retarded. (somebody: S me: E)&lt;br /&gt;S: is margaux rich?&lt;br /&gt;E: if she's rich, i'm rich. she's my sister. we're not that rich.&lt;br /&gt;S: her blog is like ....&lt;br /&gt;E: i know.&lt;br /&gt;S: she puts up stuff like as if she's a bimbo and a rich kid.&lt;br /&gt;E: i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for all those who read margaux's blog and mine, i'm the more realistic kid who knows how rich i am. not being mean to margaux but i think she really takes it too uhm, like that. yup. so BELIEVE ME NOT HER! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do chem worksheet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 fernando torres &amp; fredrik ljungberg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115130658543033201?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115130658543033201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115130658543033201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115130658543033201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115130658543033201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/gg-math-teacher.html' title='gg math teacher'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115123216272466727</id><published>2006-06-25T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:42:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world cuppers!</title><content type='html'>i'm really bored. i shall post pix of the world cup players i like! :)) &lt;br /&gt;was gonna post pix of cristiano ronaldo and kaka. but after a while, they didnt look that great. yup. the team i'm officially rooting for is GERMANY! go germany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/ljungberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/ljungberg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fredrik ljungberg! from sweden. he's the CK model! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/torres.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fernando torres of dontknowwhat country. go torres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopee. and i'm too lazy to post the rest. anyway, i like all the number 7s on the pitch too! cos 7 is my favourite number. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115123216272466727?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115123216272466727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115123216272466727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115123216272466727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115123216272466727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cuppers.html' title='world cuppers!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115122887501667316</id><published>2006-06-25T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T17:47:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday!</title><content type='html'>hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finished all holiday homework except chem ws 6.2! but that doesnt count cos it's due on tuesday, not tmr! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all ready for school! (or so i think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miles and aiken came over on friday with their parents. it was quite funny. aiken and miles started sceraming MANGO BEAN MANGO BEAN! after seeing margaux's shirt which had the word MANGO on it. so retarded. then chloe showed miles and aiken a hi-5 video. then i was like so surprised when miles started singing along to the hi-5 theme song. he was like ' all hands in the air let's do it together, 1234hi51234hi5! AHHHHHHHHHHH, HI-5!' hahaha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115122887501667316?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115122887501667316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115122887501667316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115122887501667316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115122887501667316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunday.html' title='sunday!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115115652855179154</id><published>2006-06-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:42:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that sucks.</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. that was retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel kinda sad cos i just read kandace's blog and like i think i missed out on lotsa lotsa lotsa fun at david bywater's house. hmph. that sucks. i wish i had gone. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance today was kinda boring cos we did bolero. and bolero is super slow and the timing's weird. save me. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. for the modern dancers: please tell me by thursday if you would like to go for a grade 5 crash course for tap later in the year. this is preparation for syf. you'll only need to pay for your tap shoes which are about 60 bucks as far as we are concerned. mr raj is trying to get the school to pay for the course itself. this is not compulsory. it is OPTIONAL. sms me at 94307378. THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that's done with. school's startng on monday. just finished my bsd lang arts essay. not too bad i think. just really confusing. hahahha. still gotta do my chem ws. it's due on tuesday. oh wells. i shall save that for later then. hha. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115115652855179154?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115115652855179154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115115652855179154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115115652855179154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115115652855179154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/that-sucks.html' title='that sucks.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115105750860800983</id><published>2006-06-23T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T18:14:41.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello [x</title><content type='html'>helloooo everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a totally fun and relaxing day cos i didnt do much! hahaha. after the scripture mastery party which i didnt really participate in which was after seminary, i went out with sonia, sherry/sherrie/cherie(sp?), bryan, kenric, joel, trent and brian sham. trent and brian left early. we went to burger king for breakfast, then waited totally long for ezone (we went to cine) to open, played retarded stuff like daytona. then we hung around, then we ate lunch at the foodcourt. i ate 3 subway cookies for lunch. then we went to marina bay's arcade. played the drum thingum. then i left to go meet yunning at sixth ave. bought a pack of chips and some juice! heehee. i left it at yunning's house. whoops. i guess you can throw it away yunning! hahaha. went to her house. omgosh. it's like so nice. like really nice. anyway, we baked a chocolate cake and a cheesecake. the ones from the boxes. betty crocker type. yeah. they turned out nice. hahaha. we packed the chocolate cakes to give to others cos we figured we wouldnt be eating it if we went back home anyway. after that we talked for like quite long. i love talking. hha. then i went to orchard to meet my mom and sisters for dinner at hard rock. i hate hard rock. it blasts lousy music. and the food isnt THAT great. eww. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todayi did most of my hols hw. so proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c227/estelleith/DSC00407.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! my hard work. my bio ws. worth 10 marks. so pathetic. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's about it. &lt;br /&gt;TAHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115105750860800983?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115105750860800983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115105750860800983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115105750860800983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115105750860800983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-x.html' title='hello [x'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115089067473406093</id><published>2006-06-21T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:51:14.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science centre/girly test</title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went out after seminary with kenric, dean, bryan, sonia and joel. ate breakfast ar macs at toa payoh, bryan left, we went to plaza sing. tallked a bit, played truth &lt;s&gt;or dare&lt;/s&gt; and like lotsa secrets poured out i guess. then we ate lunch. i ate gelare for lunch. like it's quite eww and like gross. kenric and dean tried to be on channel news asia cos there was a report on creative's new outlet and they kept walking past to be on cam. so retarded. then i went to the science centre alone for my chem sia. it's quite boring actually. so dumb. tmr i'm going out agn with my seminary friends after the scripture mastery party. (whoopeedoo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am bored so i shall do this thingum from chit's blog/ xue's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Girly Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingernails/toenails are almost always painted&lt;br /&gt;During the summer pretty much the only shoes i wear are flip flops&lt;br /&gt;My favourite toy as a child were barbies&lt;br /&gt;My favourite color is purple &lt;br /&gt;I did Gymnastics &lt;br /&gt;I love skirts&lt;br /&gt;Hollister is my favorite place to shop&lt;br /&gt;Tight jeans are the only jeans i'll wear&lt;br /&gt;I love chocolate &lt;br /&gt;I've never had a real job&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is straightened&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 8 friendster pictures &lt;br /&gt;I usually go shopping once a week&lt;br /&gt;I love to hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace&lt;br /&gt;I've gone to a tanning salon&lt;br /&gt;Ive gone to the beach to tan - not to swim&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;I change my icon weekly&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear a shower cap&lt;br /&gt;I would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;My cell phone might as well become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I wear mascara everyday&lt;br /&gt;I've been or am on a diet&lt;br /&gt;Bathing suits are adorable&lt;br /&gt;I dont know the difference between a sheep and a goat&lt;br /&gt;Big sunglasses are hot&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten my nails done&lt;br /&gt;I own over 10 purses&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV is one of my favorite channels&lt;br /&gt;All i want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys &lt;br /&gt;I love to have other girls do my hair&lt;br /&gt;I give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;I hate bugs, snakes, lizards, spiders (scare the heck outta me)&lt;br /&gt;Carnivals are so fun (YUP)&lt;br /&gt;Summer is THE best season&lt;br /&gt;My swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor &lt;br /&gt;Pianists are so hot (no wayyyy)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You write me a poem and tell me Im beautiful and I'm all yours (uhhh. dont think so.)&lt;br /&gt;I am self-conscious&lt;br /&gt;I cry often &lt;br /&gt;My car smells like vanilla&lt;br /&gt;My dishes get washed more then once a week&lt;br /&gt;I dont do sports&lt;br /&gt;I HATE to run&lt;br /&gt;I squeal when i am surprised or angry&lt;br /&gt;I eat dried fruit as a snack&lt;br /&gt;I love romance novels&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore is so cute (uhh.)&lt;br /&gt;I dance a lot (duh. i am a DANCEr)&lt;br /&gt;I usually spend over an hour to get ready to leave my house&lt;br /&gt;I only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;br /&gt;I love to get dressed up&lt;br /&gt;Every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;br /&gt;I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;br /&gt;Price on clothes hardly matters&lt;br /&gt;I apply lip gloss 50 times a day&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i were a model&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could meet Paris Hilton to slap her (hmm. dunno.)&lt;br /&gt;I have been something that was slutty on halloween &lt;br /&gt;I own Uggs (i dont cos i dont need them. my mom bought a pair in nz. so unreasonable.)&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hop is the best music&lt;br /&gt;I pop my collar&lt;br /&gt;I like to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;Guys with Mohawks are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Horses are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats are adorable  (NO WAY. they're weird skinny creepy things)&lt;br /&gt;I write my own music/song/lyric  (i wish.)&lt;br /&gt;I would love to visit Hawaii  (been there, done that)&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;I like White is better then black&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be caught dead in all black &lt;br /&gt;My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes&lt;br /&gt;I hate the grunge look of a beard&lt;br /&gt;I love to read gossip magazines&lt;br /&gt;I love to gossip (HAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Lisa Frank folders, posters as a kid&lt;br /&gt;I love Celine dion&lt;br /&gt;My bubble baths are 2 hr long&lt;br /&gt;My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned&lt;br /&gt;My friends and i are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other&lt;br /&gt;I like kids&lt;br /&gt;Diet drinks are the best&lt;br /&gt;Im all about being vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to eat at McDonald's (DUH. it's fried food. fried oily food. like eww. like the gorssest food EVER.)&lt;br /&gt;I check my friendster everyday  (nuh-uh)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE life &lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of jewlery&lt;br /&gt;Claires has cheap jewlery&lt;br /&gt;My screen names have x's in them &lt;br /&gt;Either one of my friendster profile has/had &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;It's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it&lt;br /&gt;I have more than 3 pillows on my bed&lt;br /&gt;I have a stuffed toy sleeping beside me&lt;br /&gt;I love tidy and clean places&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; GRAND TOTAL: 56/100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girly enough i suppose. totally unbimbo at least! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go check out the photos! they're RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115089067473406093?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115089067473406093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115089067473406093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115089067473406093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115089067473406093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/science-centregirly-test.html' title='science centre/girly test'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115088823827230429</id><published>2006-06-21T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:10:38.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>go here to see some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c227/estelleith/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115088823827230429?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115088823827230429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115088823827230429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115088823827230429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115088823827230429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115079544177559028</id><published>2006-06-20T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T17:24:02.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hol hw</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished my bio extra credit proposal thingy. yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i finished like some of my holiday homework and emailed the chem teacher abt my chem sia. since there arent any chem talks left, i'll have to go to the science centre exhibition. anybody wanna come? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like totally bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading pix on photobucket. it's taking a longgggg time. i'll link the album soon. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115079544177559028?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115079544177559028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115079544177559028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115079544177559028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115079544177559028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/hol-hw.html' title='hol hw'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115070501545077950</id><published>2006-06-19T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:16:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today dance was okay! except i was kinda scared and all in the audi cos the stage is huge and i didnt really know  my positioning. BUT I WAS SMART ENOUGH! :)) i tried learning jerk it out. i TRIED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at KAP with yunning xueen and marianne! ate nuggets and twister fries. ate half the box of fries cos they looked evil. they looked so fattening and oily. i'm never eating fries again. eww. so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seminary was fun. i was kinda talkative. dont know why. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming dumber and my mom thinks it's the ipod. iPods arent that evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do my homework. but i  dont want to. havent started. oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday's dance is cancelled. only for jerk it out pple. :)) YAY./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get my nric. not  that i care. i probably look fug. i hate identity cards with photos. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back  from christchurch yesterday at 8 pm. the flight sucked. it was like watch a movie, sleep a bit, eat, watch a  movie to pass time, trying to sleep so that the wait for the food wouldnt seem so long, listen to music, watch a bit of almost all the movies, changing channels cos the movie sucks, playing who wants to be a millionaire, eating, making a huge mistake turning on the radio broadcast cos i couldnt switch it off and having the same stupid repetitive song 'lean wit it, stick wit it' ringing in my ear. yup. quite pathetic, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will upload photos soon! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115070501545077950?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115070501545077950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115070501545077950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115070501545077950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115070501545077950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115063465593069961</id><published>2006-06-18T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:47:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in sg</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK IN SINGAPORE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like ages since i've been back and like chloe says, i'm a child of the tropics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i'm in a mess right now with all homework not done and lotsa dance steps missed out on. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, FREE INTERNET ACCESS DAILY, every second of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seminary of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance tmr, full dress and i dont know like what i'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115063465593069961?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115063465593069961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115063465593069961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115063465593069961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115063465593069961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-sg.html' title='back in sg'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-115051496172964438</id><published>2006-06-17T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:47:17.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still in nz`</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i'm still in new zealand! so upsetting. i'm missing church on sunday and the service project on saturday (today). all bcos we missed the SIA flight in christchurch cos the plane from queenstown to christchuch was cancelled due to the bad weather conditions. i was sooooo mad. anyway, i have exactly 57 minutes left to write all about new zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday/friday: came back from YC and quickly got a temple recommend at church before going home to finish up my packing. in the end there wasnt any temple in christchurch. so retarded. yup. took an SIA flight. my lucky parents got to sit in business class while we children were stuck in economy, being treated as if we were flying without parents. margaux felt as if she was a VIP. yeah right. landed on friday. we checked into a service apt called stonehurst. and then we ate lunch at this kinda sucky thai restaurant, MyThai. then we watched a maori show at night. it was freezing and the show was outdoors. we were like so frozen that we almost didnt want to clap. the show was ok. but there was this crazy old american woman who kept laughing at the guide's corny jokes. hmm. ate dinner after that at duxdelux. ate a seafood chowder and shared some nachos. it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: we drove to akaroa, this other little town. had fish and chips for lunch. akaroa is situated next to the sea so the fish was like super fresh and all. and my family ordered two portions of fries and it was like way too much for us. margaux and i felt sorry for all the chips we wasted. :)) after lunch we took this boat callede canterbury cat out to sea to see some of NZ's smallest dolphins, Hector's dolphins. we saw the smallest penguin in the world and a seal too. my whole family got seasick and couldnt wait to get back to shore though. my dad was like 'i bet they stopped the boat so that we could see one seal right?' sure enough, the boat stopped on the super choppy seas to see a seal on a rock. wow. so retarded. and it was super cold. SUPER. and there was wind blowing in my face. we were supposed to swim with the dolphins but in they said the swimming with the dolphins thingum was only available a week later. my dad was like 'luckily we didnt swim with the dolphins cos the sea had perfect conditions for a great white.' true you know. drove back to christchurch and had dinner at a spanish restaurant Maitea. it was quite stupid cos we ended up quarelling over my dad wanting to buy a loaf of bread which my mom found stupid cos she thinks my dad wont finish it. hmm. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: we drove to queenstown, stopped by this HK cuisine restaurant for lunch. it was okay. not THAT nice. reached QT at night and checked out two service apts, lomond lodge and garden court. stayed in garden court in the end. lomond lodge had this really cute guy in charge though. hahaha. then we ate dinner at Winnie's. it's the bestest bestest pizza place ever. there's like tons of ingredients on the pizza and the bestest apple crumble dessert pizza. mmmmmmmm. it was soooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: we went LUGING! yay. it was like super fun. we raced and i came in last. not that it matters though. (as you will see later) took a gondola up to the top of the mountain to luge. wanted to parasail and bungy but my dad didnt let me. he thinks it's dangerous. despite my desperate plees, he didnt let me. oh wells. i'll go one day! ate at subway for lunch. the cookies were 3 for $1.80. and they were like totally good. my sisters and i ate one cookie everyday. margaux would run to subway while my parents were out of the car checking out stuff. :)) ate at a korean place Arirang for dinner. the suckiest thing ever. the food sucked, it wasnt cheap, and it made all our clothes stink. hmph. AND they had this weird policy that no sharing of food is allowed. SO RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: we had KFC for lunch. i shared a salad with chloe cos i didnt want to eat much. it was yummy though. after lunch we went horseback riding through this place with lotsa mountains, including the LOTR one. my horse was isaac and it refused to gallop. it just walked and walked. so boring. margaux's horse, batler, was one of the horses in LOTR. cool eh? anyway, my whole family was freezing. it was frickin cold. we were wearing 3 layers and we were freezing. weird. at the end of the 2 hr "torture (as my dad called it)" we could barely walk or move after getting off the horse. haha. had winnie's for dinner. yummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: we went to the shotover river canyon. we took the shotover jet through the river. their slogan is the world's most exciting jetboat ride. hha. it was kinda exciting but not as thrilling as we hoped. but then again, how much excitement can you get out of a jetboat? lunch was at another thai restaurant which was okay. (GOSH. there are these to NZ boys swearing away while playing com games. URGH.) after lunch my dad and sisters and i went luging again! we went 4 times. and i came in first for the first 2 times! margaux came in first for the other two. but the last one was unofficial. so it doesnt count. so i'm the overall champ! YAY! hha. dinner was at this posh jap restaurant Minami Jujisei. the sashimi there is like soooooo good. and i usually dont like sashimi. so yeah. it's GOOD. shared a seafood platter thingy with chloe. mmMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: SKI DAY! went to coronet peak to ski. and i havent skiied for ages. 4 years i think. and like for all the past times i had an instructor who never brought me past the bunny slope. yup. i was a bunny sloper through and through. then this time, after three times down the bunny slope, chloe asked me to go up the green slope with her (the green slope is the more PRO ONE!!!!) i was scared though. but i went up with her while marg and dad stayed sitting in the snow, not skiing. my dad called it plan b. so retarded. yeah. anyway, for the rest of the days i skiied at the green slope with chloe and once with margaux. when i went with margaux and chloe, my ski boot came off the ski and i spent like 20 minutes trying to get it back on. after finally getting it back on i took a LONNNNGGG time unsuccessfully persuading margaux to ski down the slope before chloe the pro skiier came to the rescue. then another time i went down the ski slope with chloe, i decided to go down the steeper lane while chloe went down the gentler slope. stupid me. i skiied down out of control super super super super fast. and i hit this snowboarder before tumbling down and ending up without both ski poles and my right ski. hha. so loser. so so so so loser. itwas so embarrassing. oh wells. anyway, it was still fun. and chloe and i made fun of the 2 bunny slopers, dad and margaux who took lessons and never went up the green slope. HAHAHAHAHAHA. my mom didnt ski at all cos she says she sucks at skiing. suit yourself mom! :)) we had a snowball fight before driving back to QT. dinner was at this seafood place fishbone. the waiter wore this REALLY REALLY cute shirt it said lord of the squid rings in the LOTR font. and outside the restaurant was this board which said the da vinci cod. haha. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're staying at the copthorne hotel. it's ok i guess. real quiant. hmm. guess i'll go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;(tmr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-115051496172964438?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/115051496172964438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=115051496172964438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115051496172964438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/115051496172964438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-in-nz.html' title='still in nz`'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114992812720283491</id><published>2006-06-10T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T16:28:47.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YC06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in new zealand now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna quickly blog abt Youth Conference. my fingers are freezing. it's super cold here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC was totally fun. i loved my group (grp 6)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna give a shout out to some people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANDACE! i had like so much fun crapping and being retarded with you! sorry for telling everybody that you were retarded during my testimony! you rock! you've been a super fun and nice friend! too bad i didnt bunk with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLY! you holy person. your prayers were like super long and kandace and i were like wondering if you were praying for the whole world or something! thanks for setting a great example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVID! thanks for everything! you and kandace made lunch dinner and SUPPER super fun and funny. haha. YELLOW JELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNKMATES (deb lim, josephine, emma)! thanks for staying up with me to watch all the late night shows and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUPMATES! (chester, kandace, brian sham, dean, lyka, brian lim, sumin and i forgot who) i love this group! it was totally fun like being in the same grps as you! you're a great leader too chester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i love RED group too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC was the funnest ever and i bore my testimony which kinda sucked. haha. almost everybody did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some funny things i heard during YC:&lt;br /&gt;"why? you need papa to go peepee with you?" HAHAHAHAHA. the gay kenric to bryan.&lt;br /&gt;"in fact, if you don't want to study, then don't!" shuan.&lt;br /&gt;"the yellow jello!" (shakes head) david.&lt;br /&gt;"the yellow jello tastes like lemon dish detergent." kandace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and i  got to know more people better too. omgosh. i miss YC so so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go now. it's chloe's turn to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114992812720283491?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114992812720283491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114992812720283491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114992812720283491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114992812720283491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/yc06.html' title='YC06'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114942682664448052</id><published>2006-06-04T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:13:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye!</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be gone from 5th June to 16th June. youth conference (church camp) and NZ. so, just some last words of goodbye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T MISS ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 estelle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114942682664448052?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114942682664448052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114942682664448052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114942682664448052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114942682664448052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/bye.html' title='bye!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114938728460680217</id><published>2006-06-04T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:14:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NZ geography</title><content type='html'>my mom is making a big deal out of not knowing which part of  NZ we're going. she thinks it's utterly ridiculous not to know where christchurch is. she made me do a ppt presentation on the geographical positions of the places we're going to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114938728460680217?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114938728460680217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114938728460680217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114938728460680217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114938728460680217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/nz-geography.html' title='NZ geography'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114933960922718040</id><published>2006-06-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:00:09.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>YAY! i'm happy. went shopping with my mom today and with yunning and felicia yesterday. totally fun. and i watched over the hedge yesterday. the verminator guy is really funny. hahaha. anyway, feeling richer than usual, i bought a nike bottle and nike baller id bands and a nike wallet yesterday. YAY YAY YAY! :)) yup. i &lt;3 NIKE. i wanted to buy a bag but couldnt find any. anyway, thanks yun and fel for following me around to find stuff i wanted! :)) and today, my mom bought me a new swimsuit from tannlines. it's two piece but not a bikini. yup. lurvely. OH. and chloe gave me this cute clown hot pack thingum. for new zealand. hahaha. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a tiny piece of glass like stuck in my foot. like omgosh. it's like so ewww. like super gross. i think it was from a mirror ball that dropped onto the floor during dance on thursday. then i probably stepped a piece of mirror thingy. ouchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. chloe just showed me someone's blog. let's call him/her M. so this M wrote about somebody else (J). M wrote that J was desperate and that J shld just give up liking this girl. and something along the lines that J sucked. and so my sister tagged saying that M shouldnt write stuff like that cos it's so like eww. and M cant look past appearances. then M and her bf start tagging back saying stuff like my sister is jealous that M has a bf and she doesnt. and M's bf says like watch it or i give you wrinkles and  make you ugly. hmm. weirdo. then M tells my sister that she pities the dude that is my sisters bf. obviously M doesnt know that the anon tagger is my sis. cos truth is, the dude who's sorta like my sister's bf is wayyy hotter than M's bf and M probably thinks he's hot too. it's super funny. wonder what would happen is M knew the anon tagger was my sis. OMGOSH. THIS IS SO FUNNY. heeheeheehee. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i'm so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114933960922718040?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114933960922718040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114933960922718040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114933960922718040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114933960922718040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114915769600558072</id><published>2006-06-01T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:28:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deprovements</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today kinda sucked. cos like i suddenly had a bleeding nose in dance. which sucked. then my turns sucked. then i forgot my steps. quite sad. oh wells. i wont be going for the next 4 dance pracs cos i'll be overseas and they're starting bolero. so i most likely will be the reserve or not in the dance at all. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling kinda fat cos i had mcdonalds for two straight days. i usually dont eat macs. like total EWWWW. and like margaux just lost 2 kg and is the same weight as me. which is something i'm totally not used to. so i've decided to make sure i'm 45 kg by the end of the june hols. or maybe 43 kg if possible. ((: but then again, during holidays i'm bored. and when bored, i eat. fuddy duddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a boring person now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114915769600558072?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114915769600558072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114915769600558072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114915769600558072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114915769600558072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/06/deprovements.html' title='deprovements'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114887313908788659</id><published>2006-05-29T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:28:07.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jujne hols</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day of the june hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm stuck not knowing what to do. super bored. i should do my hw. i dont know what hw i have though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like shopping. but i'm sick of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was good. ate a lot. thanks yunning xueen and marianne for going out with me! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad sent me an e-card. haha. it was quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH. i cant stand the june hols. they are forever so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go work out a little, work off the weight i gained from eating a mud pie, brownie and cheesecake on my bday. haha. piggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. on saturday, my mom met toh gim lian for ptm. and tgl was like 'this girl ah, straight As' and then i was like 'no, i got a b4 for chinese' and she was like 'oh yah. but she is bright and has the potential to get all A1s.' hahahaha. i dont believe so. blah. i'm 20th in class. i guess i could do better considering i didnt study much or do anything this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114887313908788659?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114887313908788659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114887313908788659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114887313908788659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114887313908788659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/jujne-hols.html' title='jujne hols'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114869118765108476</id><published>2006-05-27T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:53:07.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday to me!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BITHDAY TO MEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i'm fifteen. and i got less than my usual 8 hours of sleep lasst night. (so piggy i know.) BUT IT IS OKAY!  got a few smses from some people! yay. if my fuzzy lil memory serves me well, the order's something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;xue en&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yunyi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yunning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vinette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;xinyi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;larissa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i dont know if there's more cos my hp's charging. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got ushering duty for ptm at 10 am. quite sad eh? it's ok though! cos today's my bday and i'm gonna be happy! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound retarded. but it's ok! cos LIFE'S RETARDED. wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we did funfair publicity using best things. and there was a technical glitch. and then later while dancing, we realised that the music was the wrong version. it was the one without the rap part. and i could hear like people around  me  on the stage saying s***. it was quite funny. but it's ok cos we pulled it off. i dont think many people knew that there was a problem with the music. WE ARE SO PRO! haha. thanks to eileen and felicia for doing positioning aand all. LOVE YA LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm eating dim sum with mom and marg for lunch and nydc for dinner with yun xue and marianne and siyu. i dunno what to wear. heehee. i always dont know what to wear. fuddy duddy. i'll think of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114869118765108476?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114869118765108476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114869118765108476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114869118765108476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114869118765108476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='happy bday to me!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114855799146332522</id><published>2006-05-25T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:53:11.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 wrong things</title><content type='html'>my life's in a mess and sorry for not posting for a totally longggg time. no time. yup. my life is going bad now. just when my birthday is 2 days away. (something lotsa pple dont know) here are 10 things which went wrong in the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my phone bill is $40.97 and i have to pay it by myself and it may be confiscated. URGH. WHYWHYWHY. that's like 40 bucks. i am so gonna be poor very soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm starting to deprove (WHATEVER I DONT CARE IF THERE'S NO SUCH WORD) in dance. help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm gonna be pointing at a picture of a clown and dancing in front of the WHOLE school early in the morning. and i JUST HAD TO BE PUT IN FRONT. begging doesnt work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my bottle broke open TWICE. wetting my bag TWICE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my iPod battery went into the red (low batt) zone today when i was listening to it. i dont know. IT JUST IRRITATES ME.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm tanner/blacker cos i was under the sun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have holiday hw to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i cant bear to spend $60 on a nike bag i REALLYREALLY WANT. it's retarded. i cant bear to spend so much money at one go. WHY? and i really want it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the nike bag isnt as nice as margaux's one. i cant find one i like more than hers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this is totally dumb and maybe a lil bimbotic. BUT WHATEVER I DONT CARE COS I'M AN ANGSTY TEENAGER. i have no crush and my life is getting boring. i am bored. NOBODY'S HOT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;some random RANTS that i  need to clear.&lt;s&gt;yup. i cant stand it. and like today on the bus while ranting  my head off to yunning, (THANKS DARLING) she told me i was being checked out by this shorts-wearing sji tennis player. he wears shorts. SHORTS. it means he's younger than me. and he wasnt totally hot. URGH. then there's this other thingum which i cant put in my public diary in case of embarrassment of others. yup.&lt;/s&gt; it's retarded. i want some rich guy to buy me my nike bag. puhleez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being retarded and pissed off and like totally angsty. sorry. oh yeah. SORRY SIYU FOR LIKE BEING SO PISSED OFF! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i got some good stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got pink havianas frm margaux for my bday! THEY ROCK!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;scuba sabba rocks. it is totally fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my iPod is going to be fully charged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my birthday is in 2 days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ally the lovely girl got me body shop watermelon lip balm for my bday instead of soap cos she rmbed my sensitive skin. SUCH A THOUGHTFUL PERSON! &lt;333&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my seminary class has been funner. and the tcher gave me a bookmark for my bday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my legs have muscle. i love them. ((: (so ego. i know i know. cant help it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;thanks for reading. gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114855799146332522?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114855799146332522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114855799146332522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114855799146332522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114855799146332522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-wrong-things.html' title='10 wrong things'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114802688560926803</id><published>2006-05-19T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:21:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the pix are here! YAY. flag day's tmr. haha. gonna eat lunch with siyu and shopping for an hour i guess. cos i cant possibly stand around for like 5 hours. -_- here are the pix anyway. mostly aiken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my birkies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aiken's love affair with the drink dispenser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2150.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2150.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just thought this was cute. he's sucking an kitkat his mom refused to open. yup. it's still not opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2146.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2146.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice smile aiken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2151.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2151.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miles was running around so he's drenched with sweat. he hates our car cos he only like the white merc taxis which he'll drive when he grows up. (that's what he told me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_2154.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_2154.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's like the kiss dispenser! so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1988.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1988.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the view from my seat! so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114802688560926803?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114802688560926803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114802688560926803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114802688560926803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114802688560926803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/pix-are-here-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114785871233118657</id><published>2006-05-17T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:38:32.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff again.</title><content type='html'>hello. gotta make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HAVING SENSITIVE SKIN. i can only use cetaphil and some special shampoo. so right now i ran out of cetaphil and am using johnsons soap. it's making me itch. URGH. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ANYWAY, i've been super pissed off these few days. SUPER PISSED. cos somebody's been ignoring me for no apparent reason. REALLY ZERO reason. and it's like WHATEVER. yup i dont really care. i just want to find out if she does have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my semester one results are quite good. average 71.78. YAY. smart me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; today i was like totally dumb. i dumped my bad on the floor. and the water bottle in it broke open (second time it broke open upon impact with the floor.) and started drenching my bag and its pooor contents--my fool scap, wallet and hp. luckily my hp didnt spoil. i didnt realise my bag was being drowned in water till all the water in the bottle spilled out and my bag was lying in a pool of water. a big puddle actually. do dumb. i had to hang my bag on my desk to dry. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; uk shyam gave the talk for special interest lect. he's quite hot. but not so hot. yup. nice nose. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my butt  aches totally cos felicia and siyu make it a point to smack it at least 3 times a day. yup. my poor butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post pix when my internet connection becomes better. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114785871233118657?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114785871233118657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114785871233118657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114785871233118657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114785871233118657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/stuff-again.html' title='stuff again.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114760493233919920</id><published>2006-05-14T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T19:08:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's bday</title><content type='html'>HEYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my sisters and my dad went to TOWN restaurant at the fullerton hotel for my dad's bday. i wore heels for the first time. my mom doesnt like my sisters and i to wear heels cos she thinks it's kinda adultish and all. yup. quite fun. i felt like super tall. heehee. my mom missed out on the dinner cos she had to attend her colleague's wedding dinner. but it's ok. cos she's going to bali tmr till wednesday with my dad. their staying at the legian hotel for free. it was a birthday present frm my dad's friend, the owner. LUCKY THEM. anw, back to the bday dinner. the food was good. lotsa seafood. lotsa cakes. lotsa yummy stuff. ate oysters, lobsters, mussels, clams, mackerel, chocolate mousse and pasta. LOTSA STUFF. i feel fat. HAHAHA. the waiter was really friendly and all. we surprised my dad with cards and a birthday prezzie. he was surprised! yay. haha. the present was a flight simulator computer game thingy we bought frm the imac store at orchard. shared with my sisters cos i couldnt possibly fork out my whole mth's allowance. hurhur. he liked it very much cos he'd always wanted one and he used to be a pilot and all and also cos now he has something FUN to do in his free time in madagascar. oh yeah and on the way tto the restaurant, my dad was like, hope your mother didnt secretly order a bday cake at the restaurant. later they come out happy bday here happy bday there. so embarrassing. we wanted to laugh cos later we arranged for the restaurant to do that and we sang him a bday song. the waiter started it. HE'S SO FUNNY. after the dinner, we went to watch MI3 at great world city. it's quite a nice movie but kinda confusing. oh wells. then we picked my mom up. it was like midnight. so late. tsktsk. it was totally fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had church and marg and i crapped through the whole sunday school lesson. she now has the new nick BUBBLE and my new nick is STICK. haha. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114760493233919920?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114760493233919920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114760493233919920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114760493233919920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114760493233919920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/dads-bday.html' title='dad&apos;s bday'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114742459603552854</id><published>2006-05-12T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T17:03:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>csm/shopping</title><content type='html'>yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's csm was okayy. it was quite fun at certain times going high and all. HAHAHA. was with siyu the whole time and sometimes with chit and vinette and liping and sometimes with huiyi suikim and pearlynne. it was so funny. cos we talked to mr han who didnt want to do the race cos he was wearing boots cos somebody stole his aasics last night or sth. nanyang won the teachers race by quite a big margin. i was screaming. haha. so crazy. &lt;s&gt;i didnt see 171. bleah. margaux saw jijo. she thinks he cheers like really coolishly. hurhur.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after csm went to orchard and ate lunch at pastamania with siyu suikim pearkynne and ros. then we took neos and siyu and i went around orchard while they watched a movie. siyu wanted to buy flowers for her mom. some kalla (sp?) flowers. hahahaaa. but obviously orchard didnt have them and we ended up spending tons of $$ on food. we felt so fat. HAHAHA. then we spent lotsa brain juice on thinking of alternative mothers day prezzies for siyu's mom and where to go after like this and that. it was fun though. THANKS SIYU!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. hmm. watching mi3 tmr with my dad and sisters. 15 more days to my birthday! YAYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114742459603552854?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114742459603552854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114742459603552854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114742459603552854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114742459603552854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/csmshopping.html' title='csm/shopping'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114725640416163738</id><published>2006-05-10T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:20:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smart smart me (sem1'06 results)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOO PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing with the keyboard on my lap now cos i'm watching the oprah show. heehee. got it frm my mom. this woman has a really messy home. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling reeaaaalll smart today. cos i got back my semester 1 marks minus my lang arts and integrated humans (IH) marks. and my average is 70.5! hahahaaaaHAHAHA. i'm very happy. actually i shldnt be so happy cos like lotsa people got higher averages than me. like 77 and stuff. but not bad for someone who hardly listens in class eh? YUPPADOODOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sixth ave today meeting xue and yun! yay. quite fun. really gonna miss the snrs once they leave ny! NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's sports meet! i bought prawn crackers and poiful! HAHA. i sound like i'm going on a picnic. OH. yesterday mdm mak said sth quite funny. she talked abt how we've been beating hci in the teachers race for the past dunno how many yrs. and like this yr hci decided that they wld train to beat us. so the ny teachers started training hard too.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; cos we MUST beat them&lt;/span&gt;. we MUST. HAHAA. so school spirit -ish. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to wan qing yuan. super boring. totally. and there were gory pix there too. &lt;s&gt;like a bombed up guy with intestines spilling out and beheaded poeple. like EWWW. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. i'm bored. YAY. tmr i'm going shopping! YAYYAYYAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114725640416163738?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114725640416163738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114725640416163738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114725640416163738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114725640416163738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/smart-smart-me-sem106-results.html' title='smart smart me (sem1&apos;06 results)'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114708180778726538</id><published>2006-05-08T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:50:07.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piss off eday</title><content type='html'>hello. just finished my reflective essay draft two. it sucks. but it's still okay! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a total piss off day cos like first thing in the morning we did a zuowen. it sucked. then it was math which was totally boring as usual. then we got back our physics test which i did prettttttyyyyy badly in. i got 3rd lowest in class or something. oh wells. 23/40 or something. like total eww. hmph. then we had lang arts. it sucked cos we got back 2 timed trials at the same time. summary was ok. so was compre. actually compre sucked. i would have been totally happy or wtvr if i just got back summary. BUT I JUST HAD TO GET BACK THE MISERABLY DONE COMPRE. i got like 11/20. could have gotten higher i guess. summary too. 20 marks. i know it's kinda good already but like lang arts is like the only thing i'm currently good at. so yeah. so the day went by rather sucky. assembly was sucky too. LIFE SUCKS RIGHT NOW. and i think it'll suck even more when i get back bio tmr. i guess i should start taking tests a little more seriously and study and pay attention more. URGHY WURGHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for combined sports meet (csm) cos it's one of the only fun school days when all you do is slack. and talk and cheer if you want to. i hate cheering. so i dont cheer. i only talk and slack. i cheer only for people i know. so there. that's csm for me. yay. i'm not running or anything this year. whoopee doo. my class doesnt run much. yup. unlike last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i felt like shouting this the whole frickin day. PISS OFF. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114708180778726538?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114708180778726538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114708180778726538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114708180778726538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114708180778726538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/piss-off-eday.html' title='piss off eday'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114682067731379911</id><published>2006-05-05T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T17:17:57.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anorexia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; just watched video clips on anorexia. miss lye showed us the first one in school. kinda interesting. but then they were like talking about how anorexia was a big threat amongst professional dancers and all. i think dancers do have a higher risk of anorexia cos it's like, there's sort of like a certain dance physique and all and like to be lifted, you kinda have to be lighter, thinner, whatever. so like so what if you're underweight. so is everybody else. hmm. i sound so like knowledgeable. heehee. i wonder what it feels like to have anorexia. DONT WORRY THOUGH. I WONT BECOME ANOREXIC. i think it looks gross. maybe a bit of dieting but not anorexiaish dieting. I've been gaining weight so yeah. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; had some national issues discussion thingum today after school. one rep per class. the rep was me. DUH. then it was like only 5 people out of 6 or sth went. and they asked questions mainly abt sense of belonging to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. quite okay. quite fun i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; physics test today. it was okay. thanks to all who helped. HAHAHAHA. i would have failed without the help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; today in lang arts we watched the various parties taking part in the election doing a speech. one per party. and we were discussing like who would you vote for before watching the PAP speech. and like the majority of the votes went to some chiam guy. but i was like saying that he supported the lower income lot and the minority, like giving them more privileges and stuff. and like i thought it was kinda unfair if the lifts were upgraded for free cos pple in condos pay for maintenance of the lift every month or sth and higher income people pay more taxes. so it's only right if the lower income pple pay like maybe a small sum for the lifts. MAKES SENSE RIGHT? then later we watched the PAP speech and were saying that they supported both income groups and then paul tan was sth like ' yeah. they solved the issue of supporting everybody.  the chiam guy seemed biased towards the lower income group and estelle says, hey i'm rich! what do &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; get?' SO DUMB. i wasnt like hinting that i was rich. i just found it quite unfair. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; i had to do an impromptu class meeting today and now we're gonna have a class outing on vesak day at great world, watching poseidon at imax on vesak day. HOW FUN. somehow i'm not into this whole class outing thingy. oh wells. i HAVE to go cos i'm monitress and i told everyone that they HAD to go. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; gonna go watch a movie. BYEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114682067731379911?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114682067731379911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114682067731379911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114682067731379911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114682067731379911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/anorexia.html' title='anorexia'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114674653446741286</id><published>2006-05-04T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:07:30.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physics/.chem tests.</title><content type='html'>YO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished studying for physics test. IT'S TMR! ahhhh!!! but i'm fine. i think. i gotta thanks lotsa pple for helping me understand lenses and waves. eeyerh. such boring topics. but thanks to &lt;b&gt; HEIYI JIAYEE VINETTE SIYU MARIANNE &amp; BERNARD MY SCIENCE TUTOR &lt;/b&gt; yay. i will pass my physics. YAY. i passed my chem. but it isnt very good. like 31/45. and highest was 44. wheeeee. not bad for me lah. studied only 2 hours. yipeee. i am smart. heehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop saying what the hell. i said it like so many times today. not very good. HAHAHAHA. during pt's lesson with 302 in the lt, he was like calling some random reg no frm 302. and like i kept going 16 16 16 cos siyu's 16 and he called 15 and 17. so i was like what the hell. and like it sounded really loud but i DIDNT WANT IT TO BE LOUD. yup. then later i was going out of the dance studio and some chinese dancer opened the studio such that the first door is open on the right and the second on the left. SO DUMB. so i knocked into the second door and when i opened the OPENED door i was like WHAT THE HELL. then the tennis coach who was going into the toilet stared at me as if i was crazy. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh  yeah. then today i asked my housekeeper to bring lunch to school for me at 1220. AND I FORGOT. i felt like super guilty cos it was the second time i forgot. yup. so i kept calling her during chemistry. i bet seetoh saw but couldnt be bothered. then i asked her for a 5 minutes break so that i could run and check if my housekeeper was stilll at the gate. HAHAHA. so dumb. (she wasnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something today. in a secondary school life, one definitely does these two things at least once. AT LEAST.&lt;br /&gt;- EAT IN CLASS. (how can you not eat? some lessons get really boring. SOME.)&lt;br /&gt;- CHEAT. (HAHA. define cheat. go figure. wheeheee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL THE SEC FOURS TAKING MID YEARS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN SEE MY NOSE! such randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling sleeeeeepy. &lt;s&gt; what the hell &lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEE.//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114674653446741286?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114674653446741286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114674653446741286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114674653446741286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114674653446741286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/physicschem-tests.html' title='physics/.chem tests.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114664624861867681</id><published>2006-05-03T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:50:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOGSKIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OOOOHHHHH. I LOVEEEEEE MY NEW LAYOUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT IS BRIGHT AND HAPPY.... LIKE MEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEHEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lur-ve-ly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an okay day. i got onto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;171&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and got a surprise when i saw 171! HAHAHAHA. so funny. didnt expect to see &lt;s&gt;a&lt;/s&gt; 171. heehee. then i messed up my brainwaves by listening to pop-rock songs early in the morning. then i had school. BORING. IH was okay. was sleepy. physics and math sucked big time. so boring. I CAN DIE! hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had briefings regarding our eoy programmes. we were split up according to the diff programmes. and like at least 5 people gave me that 'omgosh you're going china?! so funny.' kind of look. HAHAHAHA. so dumb. it isnt very shocking lah. my chinese is good okay. IT IS FANTABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. have to go learn waves and lenses frm my science tutor now. i havent got a clue on waves and lenses. my test is on friday. wish me good/great/the bestest best luck. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114664624861867681?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114664624861867681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114664624861867681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114664624861867681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114664624861867681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-blogskin.html' title='NEW BLOGSKIN!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114656560782260514</id><published>2006-05-02T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:51:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO MR TAN!</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO MR TAN! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. i have this funny feeling that pt reads my blog. so i say HI to you mr tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna change blogskin soon. this one has way too narrow columns. like eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make my own blogskin one day. ONE FINE SUNNY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had chinese tuition just now and have math at 7. luckily it's at home or elsse i'd just DIE. -_-. oh yeah. i got back my chinese test! and i got 77! HAHAHAHAHA. surprise surprise. estelle finally got an a1 in chinese after so many years. i used to be one of the top chinese students in mgs. funny eh? but somebody (i think xue) said that mgs chinese sucks that's why. &lt;s&gt;yeah right.&lt;/s&gt; i'm so smart! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda hate being monitress. it's like totally wtvr. expected to obey school rules. EWW. luckily not a councillor. I'D JUST DIE. cannot eat in class. eww. then i wont be able to stay awake and i'll be just like tianyu. so miserable. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to change my handphone. i hate my handphone. the space key keeps spoiling. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i forgot to mention that i finally got over the horriblest week with 4 tests. YUP. 4 tests. it's illegal. EWW. bio, chem, chinese and lang arts. YUP. it was stressful. but there was this night where i couldnt sleep after the bio test. the words peptidoglycan and protein and carbohydrates kept popping up in my head. so horrible. i feel knowledgeable though. HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg eat dinner. SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114656560782260514?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114656560782260514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114656560782260514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114656560782260514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114656560782260514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-mr-tan.html' title='HELLO MR TAN!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114630419696825188</id><published>2006-04-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T17:49:56.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new me!</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy now. cos i just worked out. especially the abs. YAY. i'm gonna get abs! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda pissed off at dance. SORRY! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. let's do a quiz! yay. [ripped from marianne's lj]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ( ) been in love&lt;br /&gt;( ) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;( ) snuck out of your parent's house&lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOO GUAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;(x) love someone or miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) lain on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;br /&gt;(x) made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;(x) flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone puddle jumping&lt;br /&gt;(x) played dress up&lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated while playing a game    (DUH. who hasn't?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;( ) used a fake id&lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun set&lt;br /&gt;( ) felt an earthquake/tremor&lt;br /&gt;(x) been through a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;(x) touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;(x) slept beneath the stars   (OBS. but in was freaking FREAKING cold. didnt sleep in the stinky tent.)&lt;br /&gt;(x) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;( ) been robbed&lt;br /&gt;(x) been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;(x) liked the way I look&lt;br /&gt;(x) witnessed a crime  (if you count shoplifting in primary school!)&lt;br /&gt;(x) questioned my heart&lt;br /&gt;(x) been obsessed with post-it notes   (sec 2)&lt;br /&gt;( ) squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lost&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) swum in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;(x) cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;(x) played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;(x) recently colored with crayons&lt;br /&gt;( ) sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(x) paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) made prank phone calls&lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;(x) danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;(x) written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( ) been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;(x) blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone roller-skating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) glued your hand to something&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;(x) screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;(x) done a one-handed cartwheel  (WHEEHEEHEE.)&lt;br /&gt;( ) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;( ) didn't take a shower for a week (total EWW.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) pick and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;(x) are scared to watch scary movies alone&lt;br /&gt;( ) believe in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped into a pool/hot tub/lake with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;( ) been told you're hot by a complete stranger (UHHHH..)&lt;br /&gt;(x) broken a bone  (my thumb. slammed the cupboard onto it accidentally.)&lt;br /&gt;(x) been easily amused&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a fish then ate it&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed so hard you cried&lt;br /&gt;( ) cried so hard you laughed    (so morbid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;( ) cheated on a lover&lt;br /&gt;(x) have a Britney Spears CD&lt;br /&gt;(x) forgotten someone's name&lt;br /&gt;(x) French braided someone's hair  (attempted)&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone skinny dipping in a pool&lt;br /&gt;( ) have had a fantasy over someone you love as a good friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) sun tanned naked&lt;br /&gt;( ) ran naked in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadahhhh. now you know more about me. HAPPY HAPPY ME. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda high now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. do i have hw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno. nvm. i hate hw. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. monday's a public holiday! YIPPEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114630419696825188?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114630419696825188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114630419696825188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114630419696825188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114630419696825188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-me.html' title='new me!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114621965420804466</id><published>2006-04-28T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:20:54.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPICEDUP</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed some attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114621965420804466?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114621965420804466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114621965420804466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114621965420804466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114621965420804466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/spicedup.html' title='SPICEDUP'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114621738318721425</id><published>2006-04-28T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:21:35.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testover!</title><content type='html'>YAY. most tests over! i only have physics on friday and humans on tuesday wk 9 or sth. WHOOPDEEDOO! both are crap stuff.  school is boring. totally. i havent been listening to anything in class (except for IH and LA). cos it's super duper boring. YUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i got pissed off at my chinese teacher. &lt;s&gt;SHE KINDA SUCKS&lt;/s&gt;. we have this zuowen competition due on friday where she has to pick out 6 best by friday for submission. then she INSISTED we write it by today. so irritating. and it was on ai4 guo2. SO DUMB. and she didnt let us draw a picture. 302 got to draw if they wanted. HMPH. i wrote a shi. a poem. IN CHINESE. i was impressed with myself. HAHA. it was like 20+ lines. hurhur. it was crap. BUT STILL... i rock! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. talking about chinese, for the end of year programme, i'm going to SHANGHAI. i know many jaws are dropping. my chinese is okay. it's not THAT bad. i think. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to KAP today with some mders. kinda fun. cos i didnt want to come home cos i'd be totally like bored. YUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spice it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114621738318721425?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114621738318721425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114621738318721425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114621738318721425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114621738318721425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/testover.html' title='testover!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114595607884201068</id><published>2006-04-25T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:07:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birkies/testweek</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's test week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up chem. gonna screw the rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my excitement over sasha farber frm burn the floor, i forgot to mention that i got my early bday prezzie frm my parents last saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRKENSTOCKS! yay. white with three straps. not taboras. but oh wells. there wasnt any narrow sized taboras. so yeah. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRKIE POWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my math test by one mark (IP pass). 31/50. not bad! YAY. not bad to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go study for chinese and bio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114595607884201068?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114595607884201068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114595607884201068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114595607884201068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114595607884201068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/birkiestestweek.html' title='birkies/testweek'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114577950696903137</id><published>2006-04-23T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:05:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO! BURN THE FLOOR</title><content type='html'>i saw this everywhere and i got tempted to put it in my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bold the five-ten that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: &lt;strong&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;uhh..sometimes? not when it comes to hw though. and food. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Sharp thoughts. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easily angered&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain).&lt;s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good (AND GREAT) imagination.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Good physical.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless.&lt;s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not having many children. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hardworking. High spirited.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Spendthrift. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite accurate! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty. but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistical. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i watched half of burn the floor yesterday. IT WAS GREAT. the dancers were super energetic. and the russian and australian guy dancers were HOT. REALLY HOT. haha. so distracting. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114577950696903137?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114577950696903137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114577950696903137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114577950696903137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114577950696903137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-burn-floor.html' title='HELLO! BURN THE FLOOR'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114562839696939734</id><published>2006-04-21T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:06:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4</title><content type='html'>2.4 km is shorter than i imagined. maybe it was bcos we were allowed to run with mp3s. i ran with my ipod! :)) yeah. and i prayed that my timing would be 13 minutes or less. and guess what my timing was. 12.59 minutes. WOWEE. haha. it sucks. i looked super pro with my ipod. HAHAHA. just kidding. got second in class with chuyi. zhutianyu got first. 2 seconds in front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today physics was a total killer. it was like totally the longest 1.5 hrs of my life. SERIOUSLY. i was like sleeping and then waking and then sleeping with toh gim lian's voice ringing in my head about waves and stuff. dunno what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. i have tests next week. starting on tuesday. chem, chinese compre, chinese ci yu, bio and lang arts. that means i have to study everyday. IT SUCKS TOTALLY. i hate studying. today i was very tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr dance raj aint coming! YAY. hurhur. SLACK. and i'm watching burn the floor with the dancers. yipeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah. i think the world's turning gay. RANDOMNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have to change the 7 most used words of mine.&lt;br /&gt;super&lt;br /&gt;like whatever&lt;br /&gt;so sad&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;so sucky&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need to expand my vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171's starting to look gay. HAHA. my twisted imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114562839696939734?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114562839696939734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114562839696939734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114562839696939734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114562839696939734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/24.html' title='2.4'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114553185564381645</id><published>2006-04-20T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T19:17:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat again</title><content type='html'>i shld stop eating chocs and sweets. i see/feel a double chin coming! like totally eww. hurhur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance today was fun. we did stunt stuff and sorting out of costumes. and not so much carribean blue. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my 2.4 km thingo. SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back the psycho plath essay thingum. and i did better than expected. YAY. i passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt was talking abt having a will today. then he said sth like &lt;br /&gt;you can survive in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;2 wks w/o food,&lt;br /&gt;3/4 days w/o water&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes w/o air &lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;not one second w/o a will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then retarded ZHU TIANYU was like: then better quickly write one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, got some lang arts essay to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114553185564381645?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114553185564381645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114553185564381645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114553185564381645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114553185564381645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/fat-again_20.html' title='fat again'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114543265483386680</id><published>2006-04-19T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:44:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>listening to the breakup song by american hi-fi. quite nice. :)) I found out why i'm always so free while my classmates are always busy! cos i didnt know we had so much homework. sias and all. hurhur. school's BORING. no fun. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for one thing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUL TAN DOING THE NANZHONGQUAN WUSHU THINGUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. imagine that. it was really funny. was laughing so much. couldnt do the wushu thing properly. hahahaha. i think pt is the only male teacher in ny who is willing to go up on stage and make a fool of himself. HAHAHA. cant imagine james tan doing it. he'd prolly be like 8 counts behind time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one week went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114543265483386680?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114543265483386680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114543265483386680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114543265483386680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114543265483386680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114535577338130804</id><published>2006-04-18T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:22:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA</title><content type='html'>HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i haad napfa five item thingo. quite happy with myself except for sbj. i wanted to do better than last year. i ended up not improving. at least i didnt deprove (is there such a word?). hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;in order of completion:&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups : 33. pathetic. but i just wanted an A. :))&lt;br /&gt;sbj: 214 cm&lt;br /&gt;sitandreach: 51 cm i think.&lt;br /&gt;inclinedpullups: 18. got an A then dropped. i hate ipu.&lt;br /&gt;shuttlerun: 10.9 s. thanks to marianne's non-slip tight grip shoes! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna die for 2.4. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, math test today was better than i expected. but still sucky. math tests are always sucky. gregorygoh set this one and next door we could hear him telling 304 not to worry. YEAH RIGHT. i minused 16 marks for blank questions. HAHA. not bad for me. i thought i'd fail alrd. functions was easy. yay. i love funky functions. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171 has been a bore. it's getting crowded and boring. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg eat my yummy bummy dinner. then have math tuition. like total EWW. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estelle is a fit and healthy girl! YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114535577338130804?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114535577338130804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114535577338130804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114535577338130804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114535577338130804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/napfa.html' title='NAPFA'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114506339622337191</id><published>2006-04-15T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T09:09:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>dad's back. but he's leaving with mom tmr night to hong kong i think. oh wells. coming back on friday i think. i dont know. but that means that i'll GET THE MASTER BEDROOM! yay. then i can watch tv till i sleep. haha. i'm bored. i'm supposed to do my bio ws 5.1 but then i dont feel like it.  so i wont do it. :)) i think there's more homework. i dont know what homework. everybody always seems so busy and i'm always like uhh... not busy? hurhur. no dance today. yay. my knee's hurting. i just realised how super random i am. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went shopping with margaux. spent quite little i think. about 50? bought my mom a borders gift card for her bday and a shirt frm some star harvest shop in heeren and bought loads of accessories. oh yeah. AND I ATE A 3-FLAVOUR CUP OF VENEZIA! so yummy. i sound so piggy. oh wells. i need to buy more stuff for myself i think. oh gosh. i think a lot. hahahaha. so dumb. shall update my wishlist. :)) TATA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114506339622337191?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114506339622337191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114506339622337191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114506339622337191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114506339622337191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114493689522439819</id><published>2006-04-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:01:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new car</title><content type='html'>YAY. the new odyssey car has arrived. whoohoo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i took 171. wasnt there. didnt really care i think. recovering from shock? hurhur. then the whole day was rather slack. sciences before first recess. seetoh wasnt there, did worksheet, miss lye was talking lotsa nutrition stuff, wasnt exactly listening. haha. languages aft first recess. CL was dumb. sat next to jiajun in the first row and we talked nonstop. huanglaoshi seemed irritated. SORRY lah. (not really sorry though.) heehee. lang arts was in LT. some doctor frm raffles gave a really nice talk on HIV children here and HIV and AIDS and stuff like that. quite nice. second recess. then one and a half hours of math with our relief, miss qiu. quite fun cos we were going crazy. people at the back and all. I LOOK GUAI OKAY. :)) i am very guai. i dont look like the bgr type okay. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AILEEN! &lt;/span&gt;yay. this morn jiayee got a cake for aileen and we went all the way to aileen with the wonderful cake. then felicia pretended to smash it in aileen's face and SLIDDDDEEEE went the cake right to the floor. the whole cake. SMART FELICIA. later in the toilet i smashed my face intot he cake and i regret it a whole lot cos my complexion is gonna go bad. and i may have an allergic reaction. JOY. haha. i was so dumb. nv thought of the frickin consequences. I'M SCARRED FOR LIFE! AHHHH. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was fun. we did simple warm ups and raj did like fun stuff. so it was fun! YAY. it was slack lah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW'S A HOLIDAY! YAY YAY HOORAY! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114493689522439819?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114493689522439819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114493689522439819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114493689522439819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114493689522439819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-car.html' title='new car'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114482816279787293</id><published>2006-04-12T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T16:32:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/dollytack%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/dollytack%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup. I'M FINALLY BLOGGING and I'M FINALLY GONNA PUT UP THE PICS. sorry for the long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/dollytack%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/dollytack%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Greek DOLLY! he's in the greek forest. and he's a happy happy dolly. his toga's a little transparent. cos it's tissue paper. i did it in 5 minutes during math or physics or one of those kinda classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/dollytack%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/dollytack%20003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's my colour tack. it looks horrible actually. quite pathetic. BUT I WAS BORED. :)) that's a nanyang post it btw. hurhur.&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;today i was at the bus stop aft seminary with max marg and jiachen. then the 171 guy came and i was like 'haha. lucky me.' cos marg missed the bus with jijo in it. hurhur. and then jiachen (who doesnt know anything) was like ' you like him?' then i was like thinking what the...is it THAT obvious? hurhur. then jiachen was like 'i know him. he's my senior.' AND I WAS LIKE WHAT??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what cca was he in?&lt;br /&gt;jiachen: oh. CHESS CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;me: omgosh. OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;marg: he looks like the type that doesnt care abt cca. the type like just need a cca cos it's compulsory.&lt;br /&gt;jiachen: he was the CHAIRMAN.&lt;br /&gt;me: no way. OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see from the above dialogue, i was in like total shock. he looked more sports-ish than mind sports-ish. hurhur. oh well. at least he's smart? uhhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today during humans, mr han pulled down the screen and off came the screen holder thingy or wtvr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/screen%20story.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/screen%20story.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/screen%20story%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/screen%20story%202.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup. that's what happened. so funny. mr han was like kinda shocked and didnt know what to do. some more humans was the first lesson of the day. so the whole day we had a broken screen. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many say i grew taller. but i think it's my shoes. they are way too big for me and the sole is like 1.5 cm thick. i think. but yeah. if i did, yipeee. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think as i grow older, i become dumber. especially when i talk. i dont make much sense. I ADMIT. at least i admit, unlike SOMEBODY. (siyu) HAHAHA. just kidding. that's sad. oh wells. this post bores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 171 guy is just tall and has nice spiked up hair. :)) he's not THAT hot lah. i think. maybe. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess. tmr i shall take 171. yay. BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114482816279787293?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114482816279787293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114482816279787293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114482816279787293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114482816279787293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/pics.html' title='pics!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114450207749473513</id><published>2006-04-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:14:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven stuff</title><content type='html'>seven random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. my right big toe nail is cursed. (it broke twice. my left one is perfect though.)&lt;br /&gt;2. i sleep on a pull out bed.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love my nano.&lt;br /&gt;4. my favourite number is seven.&lt;br /&gt;5. I MAKE SENSE. (LOOK AT THAT SIYU!)&lt;br /&gt;6. i hate fast food.&lt;br /&gt;7  i was in the mini tennis school team in primary school and i sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven celebrity crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. jesse mccartney!&lt;br /&gt;2. tom felton!&lt;br /&gt;3. the oliver wood guy.&lt;br /&gt;4. chad michael murray.&lt;br /&gt;5. jon jonsson (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;6. jon jonsson &lt;br /&gt;7. jon jonsson&lt;br /&gt;his skin colour is cool. real cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven qualities i want in a boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;1. SMART! &lt;br /&gt;2. HOT.&lt;br /&gt;3. NICE&lt;br /&gt;4. SUPER NICE.&lt;br /&gt;5. LOVE GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;6. TALL. definitely taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;7. NOT OVERLY NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;1. insects. ANTS. COCKROACHES.&lt;br /&gt;2. weird stuff in my food.&lt;br /&gt;3. fast food.&lt;br /&gt;4. becoming fat&lt;br /&gt;5. getting kicked out of IP. i wanna go HC!&lt;br /&gt;6. getting severly injured/ SCARRED FOR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;7. slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven random songs at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. CATCH YOUR WAVE!        click five.&lt;br /&gt;2. shake it off            mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;3. hips don't lie          shakira&lt;br /&gt;4. beep                    PCD&lt;br /&gt;5. because you live        jesse mccartney&lt;br /&gt;6. where'd you go          fort minor&lt;br /&gt;7. pop princess            click five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i like the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. blogging.&lt;br /&gt;2. msning&lt;br /&gt;3. riding on 171.&lt;br /&gt;4. dancing&lt;br /&gt;5. baby sitting aiken!&lt;br /&gt;6. EATING anything. especially GELATO.&lt;br /&gt;7. SLEEPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i plan to do before i die&lt;br /&gt;1. become a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;2. earn tons of money!&lt;br /&gt;3. get abs&lt;br /&gt;4. eat lotsa things.&lt;br /&gt;5. go shopping. spend lotsa money.&lt;br /&gt;6. sleep. quite stupid actually. cos when i die i WILL be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;7. MEET CLICK FIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i say the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. so dumb&lt;br /&gt;2. like ohmy gosh.&lt;br /&gt;3. like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;4. like&lt;br /&gt;5. like eww.&lt;br /&gt;6. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;7. hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMNESS. absolute randomness. havent taken pix cos i lost my LURVELY colour tack. and my dolly's in school. apologies. ate sakae sushi today. ate tons. saw my P6 mg friends. they were like ESTELLE! yup. gonna go eat sth now. BYEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114450207749473513?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114450207749473513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114450207749473513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114450207749473513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114450207749473513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/seven-stuff.html' title='seven stuff'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114440492417677789</id><published>2006-04-07T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:15:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT AND STUPID!!</title><content type='html'>when i grow up i want a personal trainer to help me tone my stomach area. HMPH. i'm fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was playing with blutack which was white the whole day. it kept me  awake during physics. iwas like colouring the blutack. i have FIVE colours. pink, blue-grey, purple, green, blue. SO PRETTYYY! yup. so amusing. i like the pink one the best. too bad i forgot to bring the cam to school today. pictures of my greek dolly and my coloured tack to be up soon.i hope. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was okay.i didnt run cos of my stupid problematic knee. did throws. shotput thingy is  heavy. REAL heavy. and javelin is just difficult to stick in. discus is easy and fun. I LIKE DISCUS. will be doing long d next. like total EWW. i'm aiming for  a 25  at least for NAPFA. i dont think i'll do as good as last year cos of my knee. last year i got FULL MARKS. so pro! hurhur. i cant believe myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. going out tonight for dinner. my dad's leaving for 2 weeks soon. SUPER SOON. oh wells. i cant wait for holidays. holidays are fun. and i'm less sad. i think. maybe not. i'll be bored. urgh. i'm talking crap. better go. byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply to all the tags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryan: DONT RUB IN THE FACT THAT I WAS SO DUMB!! hurhur. i was super stupid. the kings person was like no, this isnt walls. &lt;br /&gt;siyu: poor me yes. RAHH. slip of tongue i guess. so dumb. bleahhh. i didnt eat frutips the whole day today! BEAT THAT! i nearly bought one stick though. &lt;br /&gt;yun: you make sense.&lt;br /&gt;xue: PHYSiCS SUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114440492417677789?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114440492417677789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114440492417677789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114440492417677789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114440492417677789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/fat-and-stupid.html' title='FAT AND STUPID!!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114432204138031229</id><published>2006-04-06T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:45:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday!</title><content type='html'>today is thursday. DANCE DAY! hurhur. i'm beginning to sound more and more stupid. uhoh. siyu says i dont make sense. BUT I DO! drinking a papaya smoothie! yay. today i was SAD. (like huiyi says, when i'm not happy, i'm sad.) so i was sad! cos today max and i promised marg to take 171 no matter what. BUT WE WAITED FOR 30 MINUTES! so we said we'd take the next bus. which was 66. actually i wanted to take 171 too cos of the  H**C guy. he's h**. YUP. go figure. marg takes 171 cos of JIJO! hurhur. sorry sis. so max and i took 66. marg couldnt get on the bus so she was like okay lorh. then right after 66 was 171!!! urghy. then the hcjc guy and jijo was on it and it was bloody empty. URGHY WURGHY. i was like super sad. oh wells. then i went to school. DUH. uhh.. then school was boring. we were supposed to watch the talk that all the other classes except 302, 303 and 306 didnt get to attend. the talk was by some gay activist on homosexuality. hurhur. RIGHTO. then mrs wong was on MC. second day. then the relief came. she confuses herself i think. fuddy duddy. OH YEAH. i decorated my dolly today! i'll bring the cam to school and take a pic and post it up! it's so cuteeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i put china attachment prog for my first choice for eoy prog. and i heard they're gonna interview. SO I'M ALMOST DEAD. cos i speak like bloody bad chinese. and if i put nz as second choice i'll probably wont get it. and i'll end up in work experience. NOOOOO. help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was okay. okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself to stop eating sweets. especially frutips. IT'S SO ADDICTIVE! i ate like 6 sticks this week. and 2 packs of POPpaDUM! hmm. eww. i'm FAT. lost my abs. URGH. gotta do more crunches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i have 1.5 hrs of physics. SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114432204138031229?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114432204138031229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114432204138031229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114432204138031229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114432204138031229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/thursday.html' title='thursday!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114422193363823909</id><published>2006-04-05T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:25:33.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>large skirt</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm drinking a smoooothie now. lurvely. i drink from a straw. yay. trying to figure out what's in it. pity my tastebuds arent that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wore a large sized skirt to school. put it to the tightest, folded one round. it was dropping though. barely hanging on to my hips. hurhur. i did it for fun. never gonna do it again though. very troublesome. have to keep pulling it up. i'll stick to small size. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a little or quite pissed today cos nobody wanted to volunteer for the sports meet. and then i had to join lots of them. refused to join some though. i'm joining (SUPER RELUCTANTLY) 4x100, 100m, long jump. my class has 4 sports pple: 2 vball, 1 judo, 1 softball. the rest are in performing arts and a few in clubs. SUPER SAD. fuddy duddy. mrs wong didnt come today and we were like, she give birth already?! then lc was like, no she's just on mc. LUCKILY! was bored today. then shinyi and huiyi asked me to speak for them to kings and ben&amp;jerry's for sponsership. b&amp;j wasnt there so i spoke to kings. then i was like, hello is this walls? so dumb. my brain was fuzzed from thinking super hard doing my math ws. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i got back my IH essay test! huiyi got full marks. smarty. i got 2nd in class with gwen! 11/13. hurhur. surprised myself. all thanks to bernice's super good IH essay assnmt. THANKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go study for bonesetters daughter quiz tmr. darn bsd. fuddy duddddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114422193363823909?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114422193363823909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114422193363823909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114422193363823909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114422193363823909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/large-skirt.html' title='large skirt'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114405726529434103</id><published>2006-04-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:41:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my longest zuowen</title><content type='html'>my hand aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wrote the longest zuowen in my life. as in a hand written one. 2 2/3 pages. dunno how many words. but the longest one i counted was a 570+ essay on how i met and befriended an alien named xiaodingdang and like how fascinating it was. of course xiaodingdang was super nice and all. hurhur. that was when i was p5. writing for a zuowen comp. i got through to the final round. yesyes. i know it's surprising. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad came back on saturday. they said they were coming back on monday. got an earlier flight frm bangkok i guess. they went to mada then bangkok. too bad first thing when they came home they had to discuss business with uncle gita. dad's leaving on saturday night. SO SOON. after 2 1/2 mths away. cant help it. anw, he's the one sacrificing. fuddy duddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i spent the whole chinese lesson talking to xinyi tianyu (tian yoooooo) desiree and shuhui abt the eoy prog. i think i shall go shanghai. even though new zealand is a HUGE temptaion. my dad said nz is better cos i shld take a break frm academic stuff. mom says sh is better cos i'll n be able to get this experience of going to school there on holiday. yup. so i made my mom promise that next year we'll go on a longgg trip to nz! yay. hurhur. then i spent sia consultation trying to convince xinyi and tianyu tt i'm not as rich as the think i am. hmph. it's just margaux lah. then during lang arts pt called my reg no to answer why precious auntie couldnt taste the blah blah blah of life. then b4 that he was waiting for an answer and as usual i was thinking bloody hard for a sensible answer (i hardly actually come up with one cos i suck at lit.). then when he called seven the answer came to me and flowed right out of my un-lit-ish mouth. HURHUR. i was amazed at myself. SUPER amazed. fuddy duddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got nth else to say so byeeeee. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114405726529434103?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114405726529434103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114405726529434103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114405726529434103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114405726529434103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-longest-zuowen.html' title='my longest zuowen'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114389462115212120</id><published>2006-04-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:30:21.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today!</title><content type='html'>helloooo. having a hanyu pinyin conversation with max and listening to CATCH YOUR WAVE! yay. today dance was quite fun. was a lil tired but was like quite high. doesnt make much sense. but yeah. did carribean blue and amazonic. amazonic's funnerrrr. ((: taught lihong the kindergarten dance for esplanade. then danced with them after dance and made sure they SMILED. hurhur. so cute. then went out for pepper lunch with my sisters, got a beard papa cheesecake cos i didnt want to get venezia cos i've eaten like tons of it this week. then i went home to sleep. ((: had a yummy dinner too. tmr's the first youth conference committee. excited more for chloe than myself. she's the vice prez. i'm just rep for toa payoh. hurhur. nothing more to say i guess. so byeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114389462115212120?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114389462115212120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114389462115212120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114389462115212120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114389462115212120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/04/today.html' title='today!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114379376088519477</id><published>2006-03-31T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:29:20.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>MY KNEE IS KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was fun. we did throws. i have too much muscle strength in my arm. my arms are too big. eww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put on weight. must be the venezia. and i just ate one cup of tartufo gelato today. fuddy duddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do my crunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114379376088519477?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114379376088519477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114379376088519477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114379376088519477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114379376088519477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114372586498415354</id><published>2006-03-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:37:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAH!!</title><content type='html'>YAY YAY SHOUT HOORAY! i've finished my functions and relations concept map. it wouldve been total crap if not for jiulin who so kindly let me see hers. haha. tmr ive got a test. lang arts dept is funny. they dont call tests tests. they call it timed trial. funnehhhh. havent updated my blog for a lonngggg time. hmm. lets see. OH YEAH. the council made up this GENIUS way to celebrate international friendship day. we'll greet the teachers in malay, german, korean, jap and french next week. HAHAHA. so WEIRD. fuddy duddy. ermm. dance today was like quite slack. funn. mrs wong's gonna be gone soon. and she'll be gone for like 3 mths. maternity leave. SO SAD. she's so random. so funny. hurhur. i've been really sleepy these days. dunno why. i slept during physics, the break in maths and chinese. I CANT HELP IT! hmph. oh yeah. and in seminary. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;both my parents have been gone for like almost a week. my dad almost 2.5 mths. i dont really seem to miss them much surprisingly. guess it's like whatever. they were in new york 2 weeks before my psle prelims. uhh. guess it's like the norm. oh well. i grew taller! YAY. but i put on weight. EWW. like omgosh. that's like the ewww-est thing. i just ate like 500 ml of yoghurt and dark choc gelato frm venezia in two nights. eww. so piggy. so so piggy. OH. today i spoke chinese throughout the day. except for lang arts and math. OOOOH YEAHH. i rock. actually it doesnt really count cos i replaced most words with english cos i dont know how to say them in chinese. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT YOU WILL SEE REMARKABLE IMPROVEMENT IN MY CHINESE. WATCH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee. zai jian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114372586498415354?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114372586498415354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114372586498415354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114372586498415354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114372586498415354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahah.html' title='HAHAH!!'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114344928737841827</id><published>2006-03-27T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:48:07.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>yay. today i went to school! YAY. school;s fun. then i wont be bored. but then i've got lotsa homework. (what am i doing here?) i like math and lang arts. they are the funner classes. listening to catch your wave now. i like click five. yay. mrs wong was so random and funny today during assembly. she was like i'm perspiring. is it me or is it the aircon? it was quite random. assembly was abt end of year programme. i wanna go to beijing shanghai or New zealand. huiyi and siyu think i shouldnt go to china cos i cant speak properly. I CAN OKAY! okayyy. maybe not. but i understand chinese. unless they speak very fast and chim-ish words. which they will i guess. i never understood the taxi drivers in beijing. my mom understood them better than me! NOOOOO. hmph. feel so dumb. it SUCKS. i think i shld do my summary now. yah. i better. later i cant take the test tmr. not that i really wanna take it. but yeah. YOU GET IT. byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114344928737841827?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114344928737841827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114344928737841827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114344928737841827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114344928737841827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114337204649084635</id><published>2006-03-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:42:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes.</title><content type='html'>decided to do these stupid stuff cos i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally good at balancing work and play.&lt;br /&gt;When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.&lt;br /&gt;But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 cellpadding=4 bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;th colspan="3" bgcolor="#BBFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;ESTELLE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Extraordinary&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Slippery&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Tricky&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Energetic&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Luscious&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Likeable&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;is for&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEFFFF"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;Ebullient&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/acro/acronymquiz.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck is ebullient?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Homer Simpson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/homer-simpson.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just an ordinary, all-American working Joe...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;With a special fondness for pork rinds and donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be remembered for: your little "isms" and philosophies on life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life philosophy: "Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals ... except the weasel."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/"&gt;The Simpsons Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omgosh. i didnt know i was so piggy. this test is screwed i'm sure. EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snickers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/snickers.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutty and gooey - you always satisfy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate snickers. WHY OH WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Weigh 130&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouweighquiz/scale.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you weigh less than this, you either have a fast metabolism or are about to gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;If you weigh more than this, you may be losing a few pounds soon!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouweighquiz/"&gt;How Much Do You Weigh?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those idiots out there, it's 130 POUNDS. about 65 kg. hmm. THAT'S WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.&lt;br /&gt;While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.&lt;br /&gt;You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay luh. partly true. mostly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Animal Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/animal4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Power Animal: Shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal You Were in a Past Life: Polar Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong character - you are an aggressive, ambitious, go-getter. &lt;br /&gt;You were born to lead.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Animal Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/film-noir.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're a little nihilistic at times?&lt;br /&gt;Life with meaning is highly over-rated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's nilhistic?&lt;br /&gt;this is getting weird. WAYYY weird. it's like as if i'm finding out all the blind spots in a johari window. OKAYYY. that's enough. ALL THE ABOVE ARE NOT TRUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114337204649084635?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114337204649084635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114337204649084635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114337204649084635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114337204649084635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/quizzes.html' title='quizzes.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114337102933485627</id><published>2006-03-26T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:03:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hsk/out</title><content type='html'>ytd was like, the hanyu shuiping kaoshi. (HSK) my chinese sucks. so i was like thinking that i'd probably not have enough time or that i wuold not be able to understand the instructions given. i kinda didnt for one section. i did it wrongly but there wasw enough time to undo the mistake. yeah. so like half the time everybody was sleeping. they gave us wayyyyy too much time. it wass easier than i expected. except for the listening. they dont repeat it and they speak quite fast. hmph. then after that i went to simply bread to buy what else- bread. then ate lunch with huiyi eleanor and shuhui at KAP. i ate MCDONALDS for once. quite grossed out. then they came over to do their project and i ended up distracting them. SORRY. then we played game of life. and huiyi's occupation was a doctor but she had like, the lowest pay. haha. so funny. then we (or mostly me) made fun of her. JOKINGLY OF COURSE. hurhur. it was so funny. very fun. then i went to sakae sushi with cheche chloe for dinner. then we just walked around orchard. i bought a pair of simple silver studs from perlini's (FINALLY) and chit's prezzie. then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;today i was half an hour late for church. cos we waited a total of 28 minutes for the bus and 2 mrts. so longgggg. finished my research essay. yay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really bored now. i dont know what to do. there's no fun anymore. my life is currently very boring. REALLY BORING. somebody help me! hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114337102933485627?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114337102933485627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114337102933485627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114337102933485627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114337102933485627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/hskout.html' title='hsk/out'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114319535581720734</id><published>2006-03-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:15:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress report</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a happy day. pccg was like -_- cos we had to do some stupid thing about social skills and then we went into our groups of six (according to where we sit) and discuss what our group is good at and what we can improve on. then i represented the group and i was like too honest.&lt;br /&gt;me: my group is good at sharing ideas and helping each other. we have to improve in our listening. &lt;br /&gt;huanglaoshi: what do you mean by listening?&lt;br /&gt;me: uhh..we dont listen in uhh..class. not attentive?&lt;br /&gt;hls: then what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;me: uhhh..do our own stuff. &lt;br /&gt;shuhui: WALAO! YOU DONT HAVE TO BE SO HONEST!&lt;br /&gt;haha. so dumb then we kept talking while huanglaoshi was talking and she kept going like 'improve on your listening'. hurhur. so wtvr. &lt;br /&gt;then came PE. it was fun! we're doing track and field this term. we did stations. then jumps was so fun. i screwed up the hophopstephophopstephophopjump thingy. i was like hophopstephopstephopstepstepjump. so dumb. then miss yeo was laughing at me. hmph. then long jump was FUN. so was hurdles! i LOVE hurdles. after PE i had sand in my shoe. blah. then recess. then biology. miss lye came in and was like we're gonna have a quiz or sth. then we were pleading and pleading with her. cos we havent digested the whole microorganisms viral-ish thingy. then we kept on like pleading till she said that she'd give us 10 minutes to ask questions. we asked till there wasnt enough time for the quiz. ((: then waws lang arts. we went to the pc tablet lab. YAY. i love pc tablets. so fun. then we tried doing research essays. i was kinda confused as to what i had to write. so the whole lesson i managed to complete 4 long sentences. so dumb. did research though. ((: then second recess. rushed to the dance studio to recap amazonic. then danced a lot. burned some fats! haha. it was fun. then came the dreaded 1 1/2 hours of PHYSICS. pure torture. like 30 minutes into the lesson, shuhui and i were sleeping. we woke up when we had to go to the lab for the experiment. in the dark. so boring. physics is boringggg. after school went to see miss yeo cheng yong for nyaa then ate venezia. yumm. &lt;br /&gt;my mom's flying to madagascar to see my dad. get to sleep in her room and watch tv before i sleep! yayy. gotta go eat dinner. SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114319535581720734?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114319535581720734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114319535581720734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114319535581720734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114319535581720734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/progress-report.html' title='progress report'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114294607750210715</id><published>2006-03-21T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:01:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurhur.</title><content type='html'>today ______ wore grey. no specs. DARN IT. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lang arts today was supposed to be at the com lab. paul tan didnt show up for half an hour. went back down and saw him talking to some guy and twirling his hair. hurhur. in the morning we had chinese. and we had to do a mock test paper. in an hour. if not minus 5 marks. didnt finish up but heck. worth 4 marks only. ONLY. right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. the best part about term two besides sabbas is that it is SHUHUI'S TURN TO MARK ATTENDANCE IN THE MORNING! haha. i hate marking attendance. i suck at it. most of the time i have to count like 2 times before getting the right number. then i'll be super blur. especially if there's someone missing. it takes me super long to figure out who that person is. then once i marked an absentee as present. TWICE, actually. hurhur. good for me. i need to sleep. BYE. that was quite random. hmm. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114294607750210715?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114294607750210715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114294607750210715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114294607750210715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114294607750210715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/hurhur.html' title='hurhur.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114284955470320042</id><published>2006-03-20T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:14:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah TERM TWO DAY ONE.</title><content type='html'>blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first day of term two. yay. i woke up for seminary like super energetic. dont know why. definitely not cos i was going back to school. i'm over THAT. margaux and i were talking a lot on the way to church. yup. usually the car's a deathly silence. hmm. then i went to school after seminary. on 171. so embarrassing. cos of that incident. yeah. with max's friend and all. i dont like that person anymore. just thought he was cute, okay? -_- then the GO opened at 7. WHY? it's so late. they should open at like 6.45. then the poor monitresses/keyholders wont have to wait super long outside. opened the classroom. and it's covered in a layer of D U S T. gross. even shuhui and my physics sia was dusty. hmm. then we changed timetable. the third time this year. THIRD. one and a half hour of PHYSICS on friday. EWW. i sit at the window now so i cant really sleep or like not pay attention cos mdm mak or some teacher might walk past. hmph. chinese then chemistry. TWO HOURS OF PURE BOREDOM. i finished up my holiday hw and planned my recess! PLANNED. haha. too much time, really. spent like 31 bucksat popular buying bonesetters daughter and pens and dividers and sweets. hmm. then it was lang arts. paul tan gave us 21/30 for our proposal. WHOOPEE. surprisesurprise. ours was like a pahetic one page and others wrote like 3 pages and were like totally worried it wasnt enough. yeah. then it was special interest lecture. statistics-boxplots. interesting? this math professor came to talk about it. she's small-sized. then mdm chew talked abt food and fun fair. took 15 minutes of our recess. after recess was maths. i nearly slept. i was almost closing my eyes. and the classtoday was super quiet. SAD. yup. that was my day at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i'm over ______. he's wearing contacts now. hmm. better i guess. but i cant be bothered anymore. well, not yet perhaps? cos ______ wore WHITE. doesnt look nice. uh-uh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got into carribean blue. YAY. BLAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A HAPPY HAPPY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT MISS ME! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114284955470320042?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114284955470320042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114284955470320042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114284955470320042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114284955470320042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/blah-term-two-day-one.html' title='blah TERM TWO DAY ONE.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114276377256709561</id><published>2006-03-19T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T18:22:54.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>hello. i'm back and still sick with a really reallly painful sore throat which is killing me every single second. hmph. i fell sick so i missed the dance and modern dance on saturday. chloe said the dance was one of the better dances. thy played pop concerts on the screen and played really nice music, everybody was full of energy and dancing. HMPH. i feel so sad. i missed dance too. auditions are over huh? wowee. 3days.  so fast. but anyway, i fell sick on friday thanks to my mom and chloe. they were sick long b4 me and are still sick. i got a high fever of 38.9 degrees (highest in my life.), a block nose, a real bad sore throat. i tell you, i was feeling the heat literally. like i could feel my eyes burning, my face and neck giving of heat. and i was perspiring like mad at night. yup. i felt sickly. and weak. i hated it. &lt;br /&gt;i'm all packed and ready for school tmr. i think. maybe plus a few last-minute hw? hmm. TERM TWO is coming. OMGOSH. that means SABBAS! yay yay hooray! i love SABBAS. they're like holiday week. slack days. yay. i gtg drink my medicine. SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114276377256709561?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114276377256709561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114276377256709561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114276377256709561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114276377256709561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114256150162071102</id><published>2006-03-17T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:11:41.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was trying to imitate miles' 'i am angry' face and stance. dont know what margaux was doing. incy-wincy spider perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dont ask me why chloe's face was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1599.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just another random pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the high-5 van!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/IMG_1595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/IMG_1595.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NICE POSE CASEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yesterday i went to simply bread YET AGAIN with my sisters and casey. after that i went for dance. and we did some new warm-up and practised jerk it out and a few auditions for carribean blue. i did mine yesterday! YAY. over and done with. after that i went to venezia with xue and yunning. then we just sat there and talked and listened to yunning talk on her phone. quite amusing actually. :)) oh yeah. and we saw joanne and her bf there to. haha. and she was eating CHEESE STICKS. surprise surprise. xue bought a cheese stick too! it was fun. then later i went to lavender street for dinner with my mom and sisters. yummy. then we borrowed vcds and watched at home. MY MOM BOUGHT 2 TUBS OF BEN &amp;amp; JERRY'S! urghy. wrong timing. then i went to sleep. then i woke up today. oh yeah. tonight's the dance at church. i think i caught a sore throat and block nose frm my mom and sis. JOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114256150162071102?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114256150162071102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114256150162071102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114256150162071102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114256150162071102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-trying-to-imitate-miles-i-am_17.html' title=''/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114230934073082977</id><published>2006-03-14T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T12:09:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT</title><content type='html'>like omgosh. i was like weighing myself on my quite spoiled weighing machine (but i believe it is working most of the time for me.) and GUESS WHAT? i am like so heavy! gained 3 kg so far this year. that is A LOT. like omgosh. and like eww. yeah. my BMI shot up. for like years it never went past ** but now it is **+1. HMPH. i ate breakfast at simply bread today and their power kept tripping. oh wells. i have decided to go on a low carb diet. so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE DONT TEMPT ME WITH FATTENING FOOD ESPECIALLY GELATO AND CHOCOLATE AND BREAD&lt;/span&gt;. yeah. and bread. HAHA. but yeah. i really do eat a lot. i guess now i put on weight much much much faster than last time. i hope i grow taller. i wanna be 168-172 cm. (&lt;- DUH cm.)&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll change my template. this seems too squeezy. yup. right now nobody's online and i'm wondering if like there was some school thing that i forgot abt. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114230934073082977?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114230934073082977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114230934073082977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114230934073082977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114230934073082977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/fat.html' title='FAT'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114224681962204430</id><published>2006-03-13T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:46:59.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gelato.</title><content type='html'>OMGOSH I FEEL SO SO FAT. i ate so much carbs today. and my mom bought a tub of gelato frm venezia. and i ate 2 two-flavour cups worth of yogurt and dark choc gelato. YUMmm. but so fattening. then i ate some chocolates. then i ate some garlic bread. and i ate HOTCAKES today. like omgosh omgosh omgosh. hmph. i think i'll change my template very very soon. it is kinda bright. when i have the time i guess. maybe june hols? we'll see. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114224681962204430?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114224681962204430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114224681962204430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114224681962204430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114224681962204430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/gelato.html' title='gelato.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114223078001399150</id><published>2006-03-13T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:19:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blogskin</title><content type='html'>yay. found a new blogskin. got sick of the old one. :)) it's GREen. haha. so lame. going out to buy new shirts in 15 minutes time cos i just cleared my cupboard and i realised that i have a miserable number of shirts to wear out. MISERABLE. i cleared out like dunno how many of my shirts. so i was left with like 12 shirts? I FEEL SO SAD. haha. oh yeah. now i can only post in black! oh wells. had breakfast with my sisters and bryan today at kap. hotcakes! haha. so much food. hmph. gonna go buy shirts now! seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114223078001399150?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114223078001399150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114223078001399150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114223078001399150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114223078001399150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-blogskin.html' title='new blogskin'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114215485269278247</id><published>2006-03-12T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:14:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm sick of blog surfing. everybody's talking abt how fun obs was. so boring. like eww. anw, went to bryan's blog and found out that he had the same instructor as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt; and that he enjoyed obs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; hmph. anw, yesterday went out with my mom and sisters, ate at sakae sushi. (YAY) then shopped a bit with margaux. ate a lot. saw some really pretty dresses at zara. went to aunty neo's hse for bevy's party. HAHA. so boring. miles and aiken were there. miles got irritated cos i kept asking him for a pinky promise and he was like NOOO. I DONT WANT TO PINKY PWOMISE! so cute. :)) i'm bored. school hols for a week. not exactly luh. still have cca. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114215485269278247?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114215485269278247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114215485269278247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114215485269278247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114215485269278247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/lalalala.html' title='lalalala'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114198287796613457</id><published>2006-03-10T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:27:58.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sorry but OBS kinda sucks. i KNOW i am the only one along with some people with my watch columbus. only my watch didnt really enjoy obs. we only enjoyed the company of each other. like the bonding and all. we kinda felt that our instructor was quite boring while others had crazy instructors. yeah. but we enjoyed the last day (today) when we woke up at 4 am to unpitch and wash our tents and hang them up by 7.30 am. a bit too early. WAYYYY too early but we thought we'd be late. haha. then we just sat down to chat for an hour plus. i was sleeping though. haha. i was in sea mobile. all trip sci pple were in mobile. so funny. we did kayaking. sea expedition. we buddied with battuta watch. 3/2 people. they were quite fun. then we kayaked for like 7.5 hours. we were fast okay. were the first grp to try a new route. we went round 2 islands: pulau ketam and coney island. i took a single kayak. I AM STRONG KAY. had lunch in the sea on the kayaks too. the day before the expedition day we had capsize drill. it was tough for me cos i had to swim here and there by myself cos i was single kayaker. but then xinyi and jamie's kayak were stuck in the sea for 40 minutes or sth. so funny. the rest of us formed a raftub and started eating the snacks from the life vest pockets. like a picnic. and then we started drifting. we didnt realise it. later we had to paddle out of the channel. haha. so dumb. then the second night we stayed on some deserted island. like EWW. i didnt pee that night cos there werent any proper toilets. eww. and i couldnt sleep for the first three nights cos it was freaking cold. REALLY cold. we pitched tents which stank like nothing. so gross. it became very sandy luh. gross. the third night was at the residential place. the food there is really nice! we didnt have to cook and it was proper food. mmm. we did rockclimbing and jetty jump. fun luh. :)) reached the top for rock climbing. everybody had to. i was fast though. YAY. was the food i/c for my group. had to write nyaa journals every single night. no matter how late it was. IT SUCKED. only my grp had to luh. shuhui got this really cute but short instructor. like DARN IT. haha. oh well. ______ sent us off and was there when we came back. but i dont like ______ anymore. not hot anymore. haha. SURPRISE SURPRISE. yeah. that's about my obs experience. generally sucked. the chlorinated water sucked. the tents sucked. the washing of dishes by scrubbing it with sand first sucked. the yucky used water bottles and camp bags we had to carry around for so long. so heavy. (at least we didnt trek.) they sucked. cooking sucked. hurhur. the seawater sucked. yeah. there. oh yeah. the fourth night the instrustor from our buddy group and our own one got super super pissed at my watch cos we didnt want to cook (in the end we shared a pot with battuta.) cos we werent hungry and it was so troublesome. EWW. yup. i guess that's it. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114198287796613457?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114198287796613457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114198287796613457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114198287796613457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114198287796613457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114148482690744496</id><published>2006-03-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:07:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i like PINK. PINK PINK PINK. yay. today was a great day. dance was okay. didnt screw up much. :)) then had lunch with lotsa modern dancers instead of having it on my own at sixth avenue. sat at kap with yunning marianne jiaying and meixiu. chit liping and the rest were at the next table. then yunning got a happy meal with her gay hello kitty. HAHA. so funny. then the next table had some hci guys i think. really loud. LOUDER THAN ME! (like omgosh. i cant believe it. haha. just kiddin.) then they were kinda cute. i told yunning that and she was like 'i dont care. i'm gay.' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's not&lt;/span&gt;. i think she meant happy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i hope&lt;/span&gt;. then they waved to us. and i was like thinking  what the ****?! do i know them? seriously, i dont really have any hci contacts. (thank goodness. like eww.) then they started shouting weird stuff like 'my friend likes you!' and stuff like that. i was kinda like WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING? hmm. i'm beginning to sound like yun. HAHA. oh wells. then marianne was super super funny. she was like 'now you know you wont grow up a spinster.' so retarded. hahahahaaa. then later had to rush off to zijing's house where i sat in a chair for like 2+ hours with my head turned to the right. (my neck ached. i took some breaks thankfully.) her father is an art teacher and an artist. real good at painting, that dude. 7 people drew me. they drew quite well. better than me. everybody does. i cant draw a perfect square. with a ruler. i suck at art. got paid 20 bucks. dunno what i'm gonna do with it. spend it i guess. i sound quite stupid. LIKE DUH I'LL SPEND IT. hmm. on what. maybe a new wallet which i'll take good care of unlike my current wallet which has been scratched A LOT in just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two months&lt;/span&gt;. we'll see. i think i wont update my blog tmr. so i'll say it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'm going to OBS frm monday-friday. so DONT MISS ME! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114148482690744496?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114148482690744496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114148482690744496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114148482690744496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114148482690744496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/guys.html' title='guys'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114137505488218020</id><published>2006-03-03T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T16:37:34.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physics test and obs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i'm going green today! yay. haha. so lame. sorry for not blogging for such a LONNNNNNNG time. actually only 4 days. so drama. -_-. i was like super busy. studying for tests and doing last minute SIAs. like we got back the physics test we did on wednesday today. and i am shocked beyond words. SHOCKED. like ahhhh! shocked. haha. cos i did wayyyy better than i thought i would ever do in PHYSICS. like i never did understand anything; copied all my worksheets.  then like suddenly, OMGOSH. i get like a 34/40. HAHA. so hilarious. i dont think i did well for lang arts and ih though. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yesterday the sec ones joined us for dance. they are okay luh. i think  they have quite some potential. :)) all the sec threes got one as a buddy. mine is called rachel koh. she's really skinny and really small. i think somehow the seniors will be more welcoming to this lot than the sec two lot. dunno why. haha. dance was fun i guess. my knee injury acted up agn though. siyu also joined in and i think she's really good for a newcomer. :)) then after dance me and siyu decided to go to the hall to see if shuhui and ____ was there. HAHA. we saw ____ and _____'s wife! ___'s wife is okay looking. _____ was wearing shorts! like omgosh. then i realised that ____'s legs arent nice! like totally! not that bad luh. but i expected them to be much nicer. hmph. so only the waist-up looks good. hmm. at least most of the time ____ wears long pants. hahaaa. oh yeah and i saw tingshan pretending to dance. HAHAHA. so cute!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;then today we had our class breakfast. mcdonalds. i ate hotcakes. so much food. i'm glad we did. we complained to changtsai cos pe was right after that that we were too full to run. so she cut off 2 rounds. YAY. then we played captain basketball. then i was the catcher and tianyu was defender and like OMGOSH. we were laughing so much. dunno why. spastic i guess. haha. OBS is on monday. hmm. yay and nay. haha. i've become so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i gained weight! eww. like i'm starting to have a double chin! A DOUBLE CHIN! so ugly. i look horrble. like omgosh. so i'm eating less now. i look skinny i know. (everybody tells me that) BUT THEN the fats are at my stomach and my face that's why! i wish i could cut off fats and transfer them to my legs. and then make them muscles. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114137505488218020?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114137505488218020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114137505488218020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114137505488218020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114137505488218020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/03/physics-test-and-obs.html' title='physics test and obs'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114103197376529670</id><published>2006-02-27T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:24:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IH discuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i really should be studying physics and IH now. but i'm not. cos they are so boring and tough to understand. maybe it's just me. hmph. i cant believe i took trip science all because i wanna be a neurosurgeon. if i change my ambition to a teacher or like a politician or like a banker, i'll be really sad. REALLY SAD.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; repitition for emphasis! i've learnt my lang arts devices well. ((: &lt;/span&gt;after all the suffering in physics lessons. i always feel like sleeping. SERIOUSLY. physics is really like super boring. like omgosh. the most boring lesson. mmhm. i've got a test on wednesday. havent started studying. actl i realised i dont study till the day before. gosh. i need to learn to be more diligent. hmm. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;today we had like IH with some other teacher called mr khong or sth. david han was ill. hmm. this teacher is quite amusing. he was telling us that the discussants for the seminar must have this kind of attitude and he started saying stuff like 'i find you presentation not good. it missed out this and that and this and that' he said we must kill the presenters or sth. HAHA. so funny. then my group had to go up and be the discussants. i didnt prepare anything. haha. oh wells. i scraped through. luckily it was a trial run. then dujing asked some chim question and i answered it although it shld hv been the presenters who answered the question. dumb me. then mr.k was like, 'discussants! you should've used that opportunity to trap the presenters. you could have said like BRILLIANT! THAT'S RIGHT!' so funny luh. then later jiayin asked another question and i didnt really know what she was saying. some chim stuff agn. so i said BRILLIANT! THAT'S RIGHT! cos i was kinda bored and ran out of ideas for the presenters. then i burst our laughing cos it was so dumb. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;oh yeah. i was surprised when i got back my chem and math and chinese today. i did horribly for chem and chinese. got 64 for chem and 54.5 for chinese. got lowest in class for chinese. hmph. my chinese has been quite sucky lately. since secondary 2 actually. oh wells. i was so surprised to see a 28/50 on my math paper. i was expecting a single digit. hmm. class mean as 34.5 and some PRC got full marks plus 4 bonus marks. what the. yup. oh wells. i think i shld study now. tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114103197376529670?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114103197376529670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114103197376529670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114103197376529670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114103197376529670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/ih-discuss.html' title='IH discuss'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114085675883857442</id><published>2006-02-25T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T16:39:18.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>for like dunno what reason, i suddenly like this song. it's really old. but i think the lyrics are quite nice. &lt;br /&gt;kiss me - sixpence none the richer&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me out of the bearded barley. &lt;br /&gt;Nightly, beside the green, green grass. &lt;br /&gt;Swing, swing, swing the spinning step. &lt;br /&gt;You wear those shoes &lt;br /&gt;and I will wear that dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight. &lt;br /&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor. &lt;br /&gt;Lift your open hand. &lt;br /&gt;Strike up the band &lt;br /&gt;and make the fireflies dance, &lt;br /&gt;silver moon's sparkling. &lt;br /&gt;So kiss me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me down by the broken tree house. &lt;br /&gt;Swing me upon its hanging tire. &lt;br /&gt;Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat. &lt;br /&gt;We'll take the trail marked&lt;br /&gt;on your father's map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight. &lt;br /&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor.&lt;br /&gt;Lift your open hand. &lt;br /&gt;Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance - &lt;br /&gt;ilver moon's sparkling. &lt;br /&gt;So kiss me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new dance we're learning is jerk it out! LIKE SO COOL RIGHT? yeahhhh! it's really nice. i hope we'll do this instead of carribean blue for the esplanade show. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday shuhui, me and bernice were like walking around the 3rd floor. THE 3RD FLOOR. yup. then later bernice took _____ and ______'s picture on the board outside the G.O with her hp. SO CRAZY! haha. then that morning, shuui and i went to get name lists from the G.O after assembly. then we were closing the drawer and then shuui was like, careful your finger. then i was like i was going to say careful YOUR finger. then we kinda started giggling. and we were talking quite loudly. hmm. then shuui hit me as as turned to walk out. and i was like what? i turned around and saw _____! like omgosh. HAHA. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. read somebody's blog. oh wells. i think i'd better write this for clarification. like so serious. but like i think lotsa pple think i like changed ever since sec 3. I DIDNT. it's just that in sec one and two i was like the super serious and super studious and super like boring person. like omgosh, i hate to admit it, but like almost like a nerd. yeah. but i guess i'm like kinda different now. i'm like super super loud. and super bouncy. and super like happy. hmm. and i am more teenage-ish. go figure. but anw, just to let YOU know this, i've always been like that. just not in school. cos i wanted to be in ip, so i studied. now i'm in ip, i'm more relaxed. although i shldnt be. but heck, i dont really care. hmm. i think like some probably think i'm kinda poser now. BUT I WAS SICK OF JUST BEING A QUIET NERD IN SCHOOL! so boring. 2 years you know. so i brought my other side to school! there. in primary school and in boston i was a loud playful and crazy nut. especially in p6. believe it or not. besides, my class is already so quiet. might as well be the loud crazy person to balance the class! :)) oh wells. hope you understood that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114085675883857442?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114085675883857442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114085675883857442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114085675883857442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114085675883857442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114059417602261134</id><published>2006-02-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T15:42:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests</title><content type='html'>LIKE OMGOSH. i was like thinking omgoshomgoshomgosh during both tests today. had math and chinese test. like really, they were like kinda hard. especially math. i couldnt do a whole big question which costs like 12 marks. like omgosh. very sad. i'm so gonna get a flunk or a single digit. i am so like gonna beat my sec 2 record of 15/50. weird. every year the record seems to drop. in sec 1 it was 22. sec 2 15. like omgosh. if this is the freaking pattern i'll get 8/50. PUHLEEZ DONT LET ME BREAK MY RECORD. and like, chinese was stupid. it sucked. then the whole day i had growing pains on my right leg. like it hurt like SUPER bad. at least i'm growing. if not, #*^%@. hmph. i have tuition soon. like in 10 minutes. gonna ask my tuition teacher to expain all the physics stuff that i've learnt cos like seriously, i dont understand what mdm toh says. SERIOUSLY. i gtg now. seeya dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114059417602261134?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114059417602261134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114059417602261134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114059417602261134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114059417602261134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/tests.html' title='tests'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114042239022987756</id><published>2006-02-20T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T15:59:50.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst complexion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;LIKE OMGOSH. okay. there are like 2 omgosh stuff. like i'm like super sad about my face now cos it's like OMGOSH. it's like totally bad. i think i have an allergic reaction again. it was like super itchy and so i like kept scratching and now i think there's a bit of a scar. the left side of my face is like super horrible. if you just see the left side, you'd think i have the worst complexion. like total OMGOSH. it's the worst it's ever been. luckily my right side is okay for now. it seems to be spreading though. oh no. i feel ugly! urghy wurghy. i am so sad. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BUT LIKE OMGOSH. somebody was playing the piano in the canteen today. like OMGOSH. it was like totally like erhh, CUTE. ___ plays super well, better than me. actually everybody plays better than me. i play like a grade 3 pianist. i am grade 4. very lousy. i quit piano this year. like anyway, ___ was playing piano like superly well. like OMGOSH. it was so hot. huiyi said she wanted to faint. like total OMGOSH. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;like anyway, today we like had assembly and it was kinda fun cos i was sitting with shuhui and we were doing what we usually do during assembly. and then later chang tsai went up and we were like please let this be the very last briefing. PUHLEEZ. and she said it was. YAY YAY HOORAY. surprisingly, she wasnt as longwinded as she usually is. then after she talktalktalk, linda chang went up and was like mrs seah would like to see all the krabi girls. and then shuhui and i just like totally like burst out laughing cos like omgosh, her voice is like totally monotonous and it was like super funny cos her face didnt change expression and she had this bored look and like she was like just like really funny. haha. i think today was an okay day lah. somehow though, lang arts was a little boring. more boring than usual. hmph. omgosh. it's 4 already. gotta go. ciao dudes. ((:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114042239022987756?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114042239022987756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114042239022987756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114042239022987756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114042239022987756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/worst-complexion.html' title='worst complexion'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-114018505986349303</id><published>2006-02-17T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T22:11:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>firedrill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;today was the fire drill. and 3 people were missing. gary tang and the vp plotted it. the teachers and sdts didnt know. and one of the girls was shuhui. i, the blur monitress, marked her as present while marking attendance. then later i told mr yam to change it cos i realised she was gone. DUMB ME. got a small lecture on how i shldnt take her granted as present. darn it. then yunning was acting as the traumatised victim. she scared the heck outta 2 teachers and she CLAIMS. she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLAIMS&lt;/span&gt; gregory goh ran away when he saw her. hmm. okayy. shuhui was rated dead as they couldnt find her. hilarious. fire drills are dumb. i dropped my phone on the way to the assembly area. luckily the G.O guy got it. yay. this week has been terrible. it is really the worst week. WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;thursday-&gt; TOTAL PISS OFF DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*my knee hurt real bad and i had to wear my knee guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;*somehow, my complexion started becoming horrible. LIKE TOTAL EWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*chloe and marg got pissed at me for making them "squeeze" in front which could fit 3 people. HMPH. i got pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;*then at seminary, the 4 people who arent really nice were like talking abt me right behind me, thinking i didnt know the her was me. LIKE HELLO? i am not dumb. i SO know they hate me for 2 possible reasons. 1. i know this sounds really ego, but it's because i'm smarter than them. IT IS TRUE. (as in the they hate me cos i'm smart.) 2. i am/was close to this guy that one or two of the girls like. like SORRY i'm smart. and like SORRY we're close. btw, in case they didnt know, WE ARE JUST FRIENDS. chloe is closer to him than me. WAYYY closer. it's not that i didnt know that they didnt like me b4, it's just that i was already pissed. so i got more pissed. i almost wanted to scream and cuss. but i didnt of course. i'm dont cuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*then i waiteed for max and marg and hence missed 171, and thus, didnt get to see him and him (not the unreachable him.). then in the end i had to take 67 alone cos they took a long time to come and i needed to get the keys. i became pissed and sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;*guess who i saw on the bus? houlaoshi. JOY. after getting off, he kept staring at my hp which i was using to make myself look busy. i was even more pissed and sad. DARN IT. so pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*then the whole day just sucked. until 2nd recess. dance was okay but i couldnt catch steps right. OH YES. miss felicia was shouting like his initials when we went to change. and when we walked past the classroom he was in. i was like shushshushshush. WHAT THE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;* i lost my brand new thumbdrive and the LA PDD presentation in it. i have to redo it now. IT SUCKS. BIG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*i nearly lost my handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*i screwed up my chem test. BIG TIME TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i dont know, but on both of the worst days of my entire life, i ended up smiley and happy. i dont know why. i cant stay pissed off the whole day. i like always end up happy. i am a weird kid. hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh yeah. today i went for yoga with my dad and chloe. we didnt exactly know that the workshop we were going to was for kids. so we went in. after 10 minutes of storytelling and clapping and breathing and learning who ganesh was, we decided it was getting stupid and left. my dad was like 'you want to go? we must leave one by one. i leave first.' HAHA. so funny. i left next, escaping the 'let us walk around in one big circle' thingy. SO DUMB. it was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;for aiken's bday, they had a strawberry cheesecake. yumm. we gave aiken a crayola playdough set. just what he wanted. miles and aiken were in their pjs. so adorable. then his parents gave him a thomas the engine train set and the parts of the lanes were identical, bundled up. i guess he didnt know what they were and took them as planes and was like whee whee whee. they love to play ring around the rosies. they were like tishootishoo. fall down. haha. so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;anyway, i gotta get my beauty sleep! tata dudes. have a nice day. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-114018505986349303?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/114018505986349303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=114018505986349303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114018505986349303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/114018505986349303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/firedrill.html' title='firedrill'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113990498570143472</id><published>2006-02-14T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:17:47.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i never really "celebrated" valentines day till this year. bought cadbury chocs for like 40+ people. i dont believe myself. (" i gave one to gek khim who seemed so lonely during recess and one to sicheng cos i figured nobody would give her anything and just wanted to make it a happy day for her. i mean, there really is no harm in making someone's day. ((:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I AM SO NICE&lt;/span&gt;. i nearly put sth in his pigeon hole. SOMEBODY DID. and made it obvious by giving paul tan the same thing. HAHA. i didnt dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(HIM not paul tan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. he was nearby luh! yeah. valentine's day is a really happy day i guess. thanks to all who gave me stuff and yunning for her anti-valentine rose. HAHA. whatever! gave laoshi and mrs wong. mrs wong was like: these all come in big packets one! where are the rest? HAHA. so funny. she's really nice. today was a nice day. spread the love y'all. spread it. yay. i felt like it was halloween today actually cos i was giving out chocs. like 'trick or treat. happy halloween.' haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;today's aiken's birthday. valentine baby. he's gonna be 2 and he cant speak properly. chloe told me that aunty kim told her that the whole family was watching finding nemo and suddenly aiken stood up, walked to the tv, and held out his piece of bread and was like 'eat bread! EAT! eat bread!' to the fish in the movie. he kept doing that and got so frustrated that he almost cried cos the fish wouldnt eat his bread. HAHA. so cute. miles is really funny too. he pronounces google earth and hamburger as goo-guh uuuuufff. and hambegeeeeeeeee. so funny. gonna go over today to celebrate aiken's bday. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113990498570143472?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113990498570143472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113990498570143472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113990498570143472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113990498570143472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113974118811374005</id><published>2006-02-12T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:56:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;yo everybody.&lt;br /&gt;just ate dinner. a big dinner. dunno how much i ate. i've been eating a lot lately. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A HUGE &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;LOT&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i think i gained a kg. whoops. DARN. i ate likethis much today:&lt;br /&gt;-4 pcs of cinnamon bread for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-2 1/2 pieces of bread with butter or nutella, nicoise salad for lunch&lt;br /&gt;-almost 1/2 a papaya&lt;br /&gt;-a heap of beehoon noodles, 8 vietnamese spring rolls, 2 big scoops of beef, some lettuce and carrots for dinner&lt;br /&gt;-one cup of smoothie (honeydew,pineapple,apple)&lt;br /&gt;i feel fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;yesterday i had dance. SORRY SIYU! i thought the sec ones were coming. humph. my abs are gone. i have no stomach muscle. urghy wurghy. carribean blue dance is turning out quite nice but it's kinda difficult. so yeah. then went for lunch with the harvard gang. daniel's p4 alrd. so big. his younger bro is so cute. so hyper. then went to orchard to get my nano case. got a blue one in the end cos i figured by the time the orange one comes, my nano would be scratched. so yeah. then at night, i went to watch the SCO goes pop! with joi chua concert. quite okay. then you know what? we parked at the esplanade and the area we parked was called GG3. so funny. then today my cousin gave me his notes and his class is 2G. like suddenly i see Gs. hmm. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;like you know, there is thisperson who seems so unwilling to talk to me or wtvr. i didnt do anything. xyz is assuming things. i try to be nice. xyz doesnt appreciate it. i'll be nice till after valentines day. after which i will stop being the first to go up and be nice. i wont ignore i wont do anything mean or wtvr. it'll just be normal. if xyz wants to be my friend. yay. if not, i dont really care. yeah. i really dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113974118811374005?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113974118811374005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113974118811374005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113974118811374005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113974118811374005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/eating.html' title='eating'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113957217449735526</id><published>2006-02-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T19:49:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nanyang</title><content type='html'>o level results came out today. nanyang did relatively well. very well i guess. everybody except one girl can get into a jc. yeah. mdn mak sounded happy. YAY. a halfday or holiday should be coming up. i hope. ((: quite proud of chloe. she got what she wanted. yay. today was an okay day. PE was uhm. yeah. i was wearing my knee guard cos my knee really did hurt. then i said i couldnt run too much so she got me to walk. i walked one round. yay. then she was like 'are you gonna chop off your leg? you cant go OBS.' sth like that. and she kinda kept saying stuff abt how i shouldnt go OBS. RIGHTTTO. i was like okayy. then we played half court basketball and she came over and was like, 'estelle (or estellee as she pronounces it) cant play her knee is injured.' HUMPH. oh yeah. forgot to say. i was like 'i cant exercise too much cos my knee exercised too much so it hurts' or sth. and she was like 'you DANCE too much. not exercise' and i was like 'same thing'. WTVR. so the whole PE i just sat down and watched. SHINYI ROCKS AT SHOOTING. haha. so short but so good. haha. was laughing so much. then after school i took off my knee guard cos i was started to get a little rashes. then chang tsai saw me and was staring with suspiscion at my knee. hmm. did ushering after school at the main gate for the sec 1-3 prze giving. with sheila. and it was kinda useless. pple came in their cars. CARS. i mean there is only one route for cars. yup. idiotproof. wtvr. yeah. anyway, i think i really like nanyang. quite fun. my class is quite nice. i'm sitting around crazy people: tianyu, jiulin, shuhui, xinyi, desiree. xinyi and desiree are the only sensible ones. haha. OH YEAH. today me and shuhui found out that paul tan and gregory goh seem like close colleagues! AHHHHH. i think i'm in trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113957217449735526?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113957217449735526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113957217449735526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113957217449735526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113957217449735526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/nanyang.html' title='nanyang'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113949415713435518</id><published>2006-02-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:19:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignore but it aint working.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i try and try to ignore ___. BUT IT AINT WORKING. it's like i'm trying to get over ___. but like i see ___ every single school day. so freaking close luh. like one small school compound. i tell myself ____ is SO NOT hot. like it works. HELLO??? ___ looks hot everyday. puh-leez. YEAH. tell me how. how how how. DARN IT. SCREW IT. PFFFFT. i'm one frustrated kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;stop looking hot. it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheering session today. monitresses had to do like ke atas in front. sorry. really sorry. I HATE CHEERING. school spirit class spirit is nice. BUT WHY CHEER? anyway, shuhui as usual was super enthu abt cheering. she got so many things wrong. so funny. so so hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dance was fun. learning a new dance. easier than expected. well it aint THAT EASY luh. but yeah. you get the picture. i love dance. it gets my mind off many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;including ____. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;take your passion make it happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love dancing. i cant believe i was in sucky mini tennis. and i almost joined track. ALMOST. i wanted to luh. but appeal case. was supposed to go to tennis. TENNIS. i hate tennis. yeah. then my mom told them to change to dance cos i wanted dance. and they were like, ok. COOL RIGHT? yeah. gotta go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;CHEER UP MARIANNE. LIFE IS BETTER THAN YOU THINK IT IS. ENJOY IT. ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113949415713435518?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113949415713435518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113949415713435518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113949415713435518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113949415713435518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/ignore-but-it-aint-working.html' title='ignore but it aint working.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113929925018973695</id><published>2006-02-07T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:00:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;feeling kinda sad today. so i'm using grey! shades of grey. yay. wowee. darn it. i am so sad today. cant blog abt what it is but yeah. it's really SAD. :( oh wells. at least i dont think i failed my biology test. hmph. I AM SO SAD. repetition to emphasize my point. yeah. i will update again soon i guess. maybe i'll be happier then. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;there's nth much to be happy about for now&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;. my studies kinda suck, i'll be missing some dance on thursday (starting a new dance and i wont know.), lotsa stuff are screwed up and THAT thing. urghy wurghy. WHY? if i sound depressed, dont worry. my life aint that bad. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WILL NEVER BE DEPRESSED. &lt;/span&gt;depression is bad for health. gross. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i'm kinda starting to like my new class i guess. not that it is better than 207. 207 was real fun. maybe it's because i'm sitting around talkative funny people and next door there's bernice and siyu and beatrice. not that bad. BUT I'M STILL SAD. bcos of THAT thing. URGHY WURGHY. better stop here. i wonder if any teacher found my blog. paul tan knows abt IT. so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;IF YOU'RE A TEACHER, PLEASE TAG SO I'LL KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;THANK YOU.&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/7082785-113929925018973695?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113929925018973695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113929925018973695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113929925018973695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113929925018973695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113913075620762901</id><published>2006-02-05T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:14:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY/oysters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YO. WASSUP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hello. i shall reply some tags. LOTSA TAGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;jac-&gt; thanks a lot! haha. was really scared. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;siyu-&gt; like omgosh. pearlynne actually had his number?! darn it. DARN IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fel-&gt; RIGHT. he'll probably think i'm crazy (which of course, i'm not.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xue-&gt; NO I AM NOT. it was merely coincidence. pure coincidence and FATE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yunning-&gt; glad you know! ((: haha. i geddit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marianne-&gt; mmhm. i'd say it's none of the mentioned words. and thank you for tagging! ((: HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do a picture post of cny family celebration stuff and my first oyster feast. that's the first time i actually liked to eat oysters. i used to USED TO hate oysters. but now i love 'em. yup. not many pix of me cos i hardly took them and mostly of my cousys. so here goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;miles says he's listening to music. we believe him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiken loves what chloe did to his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;coolios miles, coolios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My sis, me and lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Chloe being retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The crate of oysters! yumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20103.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20103.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i look so happy. sorry oyster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/CNY06%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/200/CNY06%20101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That's MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113913075620762901?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113913075620762901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113913075620762901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113913075620762901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113913075620762901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/cnyoysters_05.html' title='CNY/oysters'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113895173816131661</id><published>2006-02-03T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T15:28:58.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the great day-AFFINITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;havent updated in a long time agn. oh wells. today was like a super fun and super nice day. like me shuhui and huiyi like saw him SO MANY FREAKING TIMES today. yup. so funny. we and siyu were like just staring at him during recess today. he was looking at the can of barley he bought and eating. SO FUNNY. siyu took a pic of him with her hp. then after school he was at 306. so we went in to talk to suikim and pearlynne. SO FUNNY. when he left, we also left. so dumb. then i locked the classroom and went to return the keys then he was at the GO too. so i told shuhui and huiyi and they came with me to return the keys. then we had to go to the chinese dept to tell laoshi some prob abt the keys. AND HE WAS AT THE DOOR OF THE CHINESE DEPT! haha. it's FATE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and some stupid stalking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yeah. like omgosh. if any teacher finds my blog, WE ARE DEAD. :))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wonder if he knows. cos then it'll be so stupid. darn it. but we have a secret plan so that we'd be his students! shant say. but we are SMART. haha. gtg. seeya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113895173816131661?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113895173816131661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113895173816131661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113895173816131661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113895173816131661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-day-affinity.html' title='the great day-AFFINITY'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113835800892020324</id><published>2006-01-27T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:36:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;新年快乐！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeahyeah. kinda spastic. wtvr. i realised that the confession was like totally readable. :)) haha. BUT THAT WAS THE TINIEST FONT SIZE. yup.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DARN IT. yesterday was like CNY celebration. and we performed dont stop. and guess what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY HAT DROPPED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yeah. joy. it just had to drop. i was so sad. hmph. now i'll be remembered as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE GIRL WHOSE HAT DROPPED WHILE SHE WAS DANCING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nice name, eh? so sad. oh wells. i didnt want to dance for the cny concert cos it was dont stop. that's the hardest dance for me cos of the hat and the stick. i was so nervous before going onstage. almost cried. urghy wurghy. the only good part is that i got to see &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; during the rehearsals! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today i went to suntec with the sec two nymd batch and yunning, xueen, marianne, chit. ate at sizzlers which really sucked. sorry. :( didnt do much. bought a wonka bar and wine gums at candy empire. haha. went to orchard to get my ipod case. they were out of stock. like DARN. hmph. i'm hungry. gonna go eat something. bye! too-de-la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113835800892020324?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113835800892020324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113835800892020324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113835800892020324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113835800892020324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/blahblah.html' title='blahblah'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113819004664295496</id><published>2006-01-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T19:57:13.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm BACK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOUT HOORAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah. feeling purple today. anyway, i'm so happy a hat full of stars went really well. better than i ever imagined. aint got any pictures yet, sad to say. wait'll they come out. oh well. it was a long journey. a tough one. but it paid off. REAL WELL. everybody liked the show, people were touched (marianne and i are puzzled.) maybe it's the determination and strength we've shown. like frm the SYF bronze fiasco to the strong performance and perseverance that the nymd grp has shown. the improvement of the juniors (who are becoming seniors soon! join the non-sec 1 gang!). the leadership of the seniors. the dedication. qian posted this on the nymd blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:white;"  &gt;I don't know where to start. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From more than half a year ago when we first started planning for a production? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 months ago when we actually got started on "A Hat Full of Stars"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The recent week that we spent every single day rehearsing till 7pm? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or just a daya ago when the curtains closed on the big hat, and on us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I don't want it to start, so that it won't end" that pretty much sums up what I felt, and am still feeling. But the more I want to hold on to what little remnants of time I still have, the faster it slips away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm choking on emotions as I type this, and I am sure the same emotion revebrates in every single one of the 54 modern dancers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To all Modern Dancers: We did wonderfully, and we touched the audiences who came to watch us. We truly shone. We are, the stars. I love all of you! And I'll miss you lot so much. Please take care and treasure whatever time you have in NYMD, because when you're gone you'll never have it back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To the alumni: we spent 4 wonderful years together, gone through Ms. Chan's training and later, Mr. Raj's regime. We might, or might not still be together in future but I just want you all to know that the memories together will hold us for a life time. We are all stars in our own rights and lets shine on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I woke up this morning, I had a hungover. It felt like a hige part of my life has just been taken away from me. That's how bad it was, and still is. I know I'll eventually get over it, but it'll take time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you all the modern dancers once again for giving me the experience of a life time. May "A Hat Full of Stars" live in us all forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:white;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-qian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:white;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as cliche and dramatic as it sounds, i agree with qian. oh well. we've proved ourselves. what a whirlwind experience. time flies. in 5 months time we'll be working on SYF yet agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:white;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ANYWAY, school's been fine. SIA proposals all due real soon (e.g. tmr) and tests next month. i have no idea what the physics teacher is talking about. light, incident ray and all cos i missed her first lesson on light. darn. talking about her, she was giving a little (actl not so little, a super long) talk on the n.korean professor dude. we were made to stand throughout the whole assembly. one sec one girl couldnt take it and fainted. she was standing in the front, abt 5 classes away. then suddenly, there was this loud thud and i turned to my left and saw this girl lying on her stomach, unconcious with a little pool of vomit near her face. like omgosh. the thud was super loud. so scary. i was traumatized for 2 days. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE. Not really considered a confession considering many people know this and probably have the same confession. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think gregory goh is super cute. dont worry though, shuhui and bernice. :)) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yup. that was it. gtg now. seeya! have a nice day and happy cny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113819004664295496?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113819004664295496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113819004664295496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113819004664295496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113819004664295496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/revived.html' title='revived'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113759072101746854</id><published>2006-01-18T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:25:21.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dieded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MY BLOG HAS DIED-ED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;at least for now till the dance production's over. that means till next week. yup. so tag if you want. but i wont blog till 21st jan is over. but then i have lotsa catching up to do. in terms of hw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY BLOG WILL DIE. AND RISE AGAIN TO LIFE BY NEXT WEEKEND. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TILL THEN, SEEYA. HAVE A NICE DAY. ;))&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/7082785-113759072101746854?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113759072101746854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113759072101746854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113759072101746854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113759072101746854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/dieded.html' title='dieded'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113685544083549717</id><published>2006-01-10T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:12:43.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/1600/Copy%20of%20estelle%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1378/417/320/Copy%20of%20estelle%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come watch the NYMD production on january 20/21, 7.30pm at the nanyang siew mei auditorium! tix at $12. buy it from me! :)) &lt;br /&gt;decided to put up the poster on my blog cos i wanted to rmb the production stuff and was afraid i'd lose my poster. haha. my mom framed it up and insisted she put it in the guest bathroom, in place of another blurrish photo of a dancer. she didnt like that phto cos she could really figure out what that was. neither ccould i. my poster matches with the blue toilet bowl! haha. 11 more days. cant wait!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's okay. i guess. other than the fact that my math has become really sucky. hmm. oh yeah. i find this quite funny. cos i never expected sth like this to happen in a singapore school, much less nanyang. i've seen in on tv and stuff. haha. there's this teacher in nanyang that like everybody likes, esp. one of my classmates. it's really funny. cant name the teacher (who's married btw.) lest a teacher finds this lowly, humble blog of mine. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm gonna go buy bandages for my blisters which are getting really bad. urghy wurghy. seeya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113685544083549717?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113685544083549717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113685544083549717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113685544083549717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113685544083549717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/poster.html' title='poster'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113663911379070757</id><published>2006-01-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:05:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hat full of stars publicity.</title><content type='html'>i heard 63 pple signed up to audition for modern dance.yay! i was like really scared for the orientation concert. but i was like kinda surprised that the sec ones really liked it. real glad though! &lt;br /&gt;AMAZONIC. it may be cut off cos raj thinks that we cant do it. he thinks it was a little last minute. we cant do it. BUT it isnt our fault that it was last minute. darn it. oh wells. dunno what to say. so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113663911379070757?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113663911379070757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113663911379070757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113663911379070757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113663911379070757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/hat-full-of-stars-publicity.html' title='hat full of stars publicity.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113629177529836900</id><published>2006-01-03T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:55:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance camp.</title><content type='html'>hello everybody! i just got a spanking new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ipod nano&lt;/span&gt;! mmMM. real cool. just that i have to get iLife to get iPhoto ver 4.0.3 to download photos into it. yeah. but anyway, i'm supposed to update about dance camp. here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance camp was rather fun and we were divided into different grps. i was in grp c aka cool chicks. lame name yeah. our cheer was lame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cool chicks cool chicks&lt;br /&gt;we're so cool!&lt;br /&gt;we're so cool we'll make you drool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then i was the group leader and we had to make up 10 aerobics steps. then we later had some recapping challenge and if you got it wrong, your grp wld be the last to bathe and will have to clean up. my group almost got it wrong but he didnt want to see us do it so we were safe! :)) then we had tap dance class with miss jackie. quite fun although i sucked at tap. still suck. then we had hiphop and omgosh. what a disappointment the teacher didnt rmb what she taugh us and it was so not smooth. the counting was sucky it was so irregular. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;12123456123412345678 1 2 3 4 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so irregular. everybody was like, superly bored. then we had hatful of stars practice. oh yeah. we got scolded everyday. sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;next day we had musical theatre with miss jackie. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REALLY FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i think the whole point of the thing was to train us not to care so much abt looking pretty. it was a dance abt poor uncouth people. yeah. fun though. had hatful of stars prac agn and we had bellydancing at night. the instructor was like &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and called darren. yep. a guy. omgosh. he's really good. but i dont think he's smart. yeah. he shakes his butt (shimmi) super fast. bellydancing was fun. i didnt really rmb any of the steps and we had to perform as a group and darren wld grade us. lowest pts gets you the punishment of last to bathe and clean up. we got 3rd. the middle. i was kinda blur but acted as if i knew the steps. so funny. that night we had a make-up learning session with miss jackie. stage make-up is super thick and scary looking. yeah. we watched moulin rouge but i went to sleep. way tired. the last day we practised get on your feet for founders day. i took the poster pix first though and raj did not allow me to take off the make up b4 dancing. so bad for my complexion! darn. then miss yeo talked to us. gave out awards. i won the best attitude one! haha. then after taking my award, i left cos i had to go to bali. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anw, today was the first day of school and the hat full of stars posters went up. quite funny cos people recognised me! ahaha. mr james tan was like 'estelle! you're all over school! self-promotion ah?' haha. then mr gary tang was like 'poster girl, not bad.' haha. kinda feels weird. i was late by a minute for math and i forgot the teacher's name. she's the HOL btw. i was like ' sorry i'm late! good afternoon mrs ...' and she was like. (peers at name tag) 'estelle, do you know my name?' i almost said i forgot but then i suddenly rmb. so embarrassing. yeah. hope tmr's a good day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113629177529836900?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113629177529836900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113629177529836900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113629177529836900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113629177529836900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/dance-camp_113629177529836900.html' title='dance camp.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113629167931188173</id><published>2006-01-03T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:34:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance camp.</title><content type='html'>hello everybody! i just got a spanking new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ipod nano&lt;/span&gt;! mmMM. real cool. just that i have to get iLife to get iPhoto ver 4.0.3 to download photos into it. yeah. but anyway, i'm supposed to update about dance camp. here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance camp was rather fun and we were divided into different grps. i was in grp c aka cool chicks. lame name yeah. our cheer was lame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cool chicks cool chicks&lt;br /&gt;we're so cool!&lt;br /&gt;we're so cool we'll make you drool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then i was the group leader and we had to make up 10 aerobics steps. then we later had some recapping challenge and if you got it wrong, your  grp wld be the last to bathe and will have to clean up. my group almost got it wrong but he didnt want to see us do it so we were safe! :)) then we had tap dance class with miss jackie. quite fun although i sucked at tap. still suck. then we had hiphop and omgosh. what a disappointment the teacher didnt rmb what she taugh us and it was so not smooth. the counting was sucky it was so irregular. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;12123456123412345678 1 2 3 4 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so irregular. everybody was like, superly bored. then we had hatful of stars practice. oh yeah. we got scolded everyday. sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;next day we had musical theatre with miss jackie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;REALLY FUN!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i think the whole point of the thing was to train us not to care so much abt looking pretty. it was a dance abt poor uncouth people. yeah. fun though. had hatful of stars prac agn and we had bellydancing at night. the instructor was like &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and called darren. yep. a guy. omgosh. he's really good. but i dont think he's smart. yeah. he shakes his butt (shimmi) super fast. bellydancing was fun. i didnt really rmb any of the steps and we had to perform as a group and darren wld grade us. lowest pts gets you the punishment of last to bathe and clean up. we got 3rd. the middle. i was kinda blur but acted as if i knew the steps. so funny. that night we had a make-up learning session with miss jackie. stage make-up is super thick and scary looking. yeah. we watched moulin rouge but i went to sleep. way tired. the last day we practised get on your feet for founders day. i took the poster pix first though and raj did not allow me to take off the make up b4 dancing. so bad for my complexion! darn. then miss yeo talked to us. gave out awards. i won the best attitude one! haha. then after taking my award, i left cos i had to go to bali. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anw, today was  the first day of school and the hat full of stars posters went up. quite funny cos people recognised me! ahaha. mr james tan was like 'estelle! you're all over school! self-promotion ah?' haha. then mr gary tang was like 'poster girl, not bad.' haha. kinda feels weird. i was late by a minute for math and i forgot the teacher's name. she's the HOL btw. i was like ' sorry i'm late! good afternoon mrs ...' and she was like. (peers at name tag) 'estelle, do you know my name?' i almost said i forgot but then i suddenly rmb. so embarrassing. yeah. hope tmr's a good day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113629167931188173?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113629167931188173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113629167931188173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113629167931188173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113629167931188173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2006/01/dance-camp_03.html' title='dance camp.'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7082785.post-113565706351517707</id><published>2005-12-27T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:17:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance camp/ bali</title><content type='html'>hey everybody! back frm bali! SAFE AND IN ONE PIECE. haha. i'm like kinda dead. i'll have to post a super long post cos i had dance camp too. AHH. i think i'll start with bali lest i forget what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went to the airport at like, 3 pm. had a quick check in cos my dad was a SQ solitaire member. then we went to the first class lounge. basically cos there was time. omgosh. the singapore airlines first class lounge rocks. there were like small tubs of strawberry and vanilla haagen daaz ice cream and samll tubs of ben and jerry's berry nice and chocolate fudge brownie ice cream! like duh i ate the choc fudge brownie one. so good. had some soup and other stuff before leaving. saw uncle cedric on the way out. he looked really shocked to see us in the first class lounge. arrived in bali at like 1930 hr. went to my dad's friend's villa to stay. really really beautiful. except for one thing. THERE WERE LIKE 6-8 CATERPILLARS IN THE BATHROOMS. OH MY GOSH. they werent that small either. they were about 2-3 inches long and were the hairy type. yup. imagine. i tell you i was freaked. like i didnt dare to bathe or step into the bathroom alone. didnt use the toilet bowl either cos there were 2 caterpillars carwling on the seat and cover. pity pity. such a nice pretty balinese outdoor bathroom ruined by stinkin caterpillars. so i bathed in slippers. pretty much marched the whole time under the shower. was stepping on the spot so that no caterpillars ould crawl on my foot or slippers. i surprise myself actually. i dared to bathe. haha. then the next morning i woke up and had to have my elder sis come into the toilet with me to make sure there were no caterpillars near me when i was peeing. haha. omgosh. first time in my life i was scared to pee. haha. then later we went out to a nearby surf shop. mainly billabong stuff. and whaddya know, almost all billabong stuff were &lt;strong&gt;50% off&lt;/strong&gt;! yeah. so like duh i wanted to buy lotsa stuff. not that it was like super cheap or anything. everything was at least 10 bucks after discount. didnt buy yet cos i wanted to see if there were nicer stuff at kuta. went to ku de ta for lunch. really good. had a seafood fusili. mmm. then went to kuta to surf but it was raining. so we shopped around. mostly surf shops. found out only billabong had 50 % off. not all shops though. later in the sfternoon marg and i had a swim in the pool at the villa while chloe and my parents went to the surf shop. chloe got me a billabong shirt. :)) at night we went to eat at an indian restaurant. had a whole lot of naan and mutton curry. nice. then we went to the surf shop. looked around. went back to find aunty kim and family there at the villa. so played with aiken and miles. went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had an alarm call waking me up. chloe brought miles the 3yrold loudspeaker to get us to wake up and jump a little on our bed. woke us up indeed. went to the surf shop and bought myself another shirt. :)) went to kuta that day. surfed for an hour. my eyes hurt so bad cos of the saltwater. the waves were like strong. had some trouble going out to sea cos the water was getting deep and the waves were huge. realised that my surfing skills were kinda rusty. haha. after that went shopping. bought ripcurl flipflops and a bag. oh yeah. the "plastic bag" they used was a nice ripcurl polyesterish bag. haha. went to ubud too. i think i ate lunch at the uma hotel. really good burger and drink. the drink had spices in it and was called the uma explorer. cute. had a pedicure and shopped more. that night ate dinner at bebek bengil. fried duck. real tasty. OH YES. at lunch we told miles to call margaux mango and dunno what he heard. he started saying that his own name was meng po. weird. and for the whole trip he called himself meng po. he responds to meng po. and when somebody says miles, he'll tell him/her that his name was meng po. not miles. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the villa. slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; got woken up by miles/meng po agn. went to the surf shop again. bought a wallet for myself. my mom bought me a surf shirt. checked into grand hyatt that morning cos my dad and i couldnt take the caterpillars. i love grand hyatt. had lunch at one of the restaurants there called salsa verde. had a parma ham pizza. aunty kim's family joined us later. spent the day at the pool. grand hyatt has thesee whirlpools. one of them, the jacuzzi, is 30-32 degrees while the other is the cold plunge which is 12-14 degrees. trust me, the cold plunge feels like ice. margaux and i decided to try to stay in the cold plunge as long as possible. at first we were freezing to death. after a while got used to it. really nicce actually. except that we couldnt put our hands in cos it'll freeze up our whole body. haha. swam swam swam. then at night went to ku de ta again with the smiths (miles' family). had a lobster spaghetti. mm. real tasty. miles was being irritating. he didnt want to eat his meatball spaghetti. and was whining a lot cos he was tired. haha. that was our christmas dinner. cost a bomb for what it was. we were actually eating in fear. cos the police supposedly found some maps of bali and a few explosives stuff i think in bali. so we were kinda scared that we'd be bombed. haha. went back to a caterpillar free grang hyatt and watched the powerpuff girls before sleeping. haha.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went to kuta to shop around. wanted to surf but the red flag was up. so we shopped around. went to the ripcurl shop agn. my sisters were trying to find boardshorts. but i gave up cos they obviously didnt have my size. was waiting when something caught my eye. THE KIDS SECTION! haha. smart me went to look if there was my size. these are all aussie sizes so it's kinda big. found my size! i am so smart. my parents were only willing to buy me one pair. so i bought the other. now i owe them like 46 bucks.darn it. but it was a good buy. shopped around more. got a beaded beltish thing. went back to the hotel. swam. went into the cold plunge which has become my favourite pool. got a complimentry drink. went back, showered, packed, checked out, went to the airport, ate stuff at the not so good lounge and flew back to singapore. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write abt daqnce camp another time i guess. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7082785-113565706351517707?l=catc-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/feeds/113565706351517707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7082785&amp;postID=113565706351517707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113565706351517707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7082785/posts/default/113565706351517707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catc-h.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-camp-bali.html' title='dance camp/ bali'/><author><name>estelle (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07298908377140567323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
